9 ♐ Voice/Action ♐ The leaves of memory

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[In the background, the faint sound of leaves rustling and the soothing waves of the ocean can be heard before Darkleer speaks.]

Tell me, if any are so willing, but what do your people do to honor the deceased long after they have passed, whether out of respect or simply to calm any vengeful spirits?

[Action]

[Anyone wandering about by the beach this evening may notice a certain tall troll sitting cross-legged on the sands. Before him are two very small fires, and two small rocky platforms set in the sand. It takes a bit to go and see what is on them- both items are very small, a pen and a hairclip.]

[In the meantime, Darkleer himself seems to be in the process of making a pair of arrows. He's a lot more absorbed in the task than one might think. High up in the air, a large white bird circles about.]

[He won't be much bothered by any company, should someone care to come closer to him.]

Comments

[420]

[They just appear like little miracles, ok?]

You gonna fuckin' be shooting some shit later?

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[They are not the kind of miracles you need, Gamzee!!]

Not exactly. They are for people I knew, once.

[420]

[Shut up, they just come out of nowhere of course he needs miracles like that.]

Like a fuckin' gift?

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[Gamzee, Daddy will make you all the miracles you like if you just... let those other miracles float off, okay?]

A gift...? Yes, I suppose. [A weary smile.] Something like that.

[420]

Bet they'll dig it. Looks real fuckin' sweet.

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I would hope so. I simply wish that they rest peacefully.

[420]

They sleeping?

[He is not dumb! He just... has no attention span sometimes. Most of the times.]

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[Yes, Darkleer knows.]

[But for now, that just earns a sad smile.]

They're dead.

[420]

Oh.

[Pause.]

Oooh.

Those be the brothers what you wanted praying for.

[Well, close enough.]

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That's right. Normally I have my own way, but in Vatheon, there's no telling if it will work.

[So, if there's some other god that will carry his words...]

[420]

What is it that you normally get to doing then?

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I make an arrow for them, along with an item of theirs. After I've finished the arrows, I wish them peace and shoot the arrows I've made for them, often in an area where no one will get hurt.

[420]

You could still all do that. This kinda shit, you mean it fuckin' hard enough, it'll all reach where it got to fuckin' go.

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I plan on doing so, Gamzee. I simply thought that a few extra prayers could not possibly hurt.

[420]

I can get me fuckin' prayer on for your homies if you be wanting me too. Ain't no bigfie.

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I believe they would appreciate such, Gamzee. Thank you.

[420]

[He leans over to pat his arm again.]

I'll use my best fuckin' stardust for it, promise. We'll send your bros off some place balling.