Wouldn't you like to use more than words?

[letsplayamod]

The last thing you recall is likely your own death. Whether it was fast or slow, it's over now. And you're... where are you?

One moment, you were among the living. The next - you may be one of the unfortunate ones who actually died. In which case, you've found yourself flowing in the lazy rivers of the river Styx, unfathomably deep underground. Just for a moment, mind you. It's not long before your consciousness is yanked from the waters by some scary monsters, shoved into a healed body, and pushed through a portal.

Or, maybe you were caught red-handed and sentenced to your doom. But, instead of a proper death, you were whisked down into the Veins of Tartarus. And there's really only one place that could lead to... Or is it?


You've been tossed down here by the will of the Titan, but what you find is A helping hand swooping you up - possibly literally, and potentially out of the grasp of the Titan himself.

Not a moment after, you're whisked through another rift, this one a shimmering gold. Into a realm of slightly more stable platforms and a lot more shit to look through. The area is practically littered with the ill-gotten goods of a thieving God (who is happy to note via pop-up illusion that you are touching his stuff). Here, however, you are safe; assured that Typhon cannot find or hurt you here.

For the moment, you can breathe before the next part comes.

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[latinumsbetter]

I did it!

[Half-wheezed, half-crowed, breaking through the cackling. He grins back at Alex, just as manic, sharp-toothed and giddy.]

I frinxing did it! She's alive! It worked!

[he laughs again, nearly dizzy with it for a moment]

Where's your stupid salvation now, Seymour?

[vindictively victorious, and he's dissolving again into laughter for another moment--before he's wheezing a bit more, trying to catch his breath, releasing one of Alex's arms to scrub at one of his eyes with his palm. That laughter's been reduced to wheezing giggles, but he's still feeling like he's drunk a whole bottle of Slug-o-Cola in one gulp]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Keeping Quark from collapsing from the exhilaration is Alex's one and only goal right now, but that doesn't mean he can't get a little of that vicarious joy from him, small, breathy huffs of laughter escaping his lips.

At the same time, in an annoyingly contradiction, his adrenaline seeps out of him like water, and while he does keep a firm hand on Quark's forearm, he does let himself fall back a little, from his haunches to his butt, a self-satisfied sigh mixing in with the huffs. ]

Here. With all the rest of us. They took care 'a that, too.

[ ...Seymour should actually be pretty close by with Zvei, maybe they can overhear... Fuck it, Alex cannot bring himself to care. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark collapses back onto his haunches, as he breathes out in another wheeze--At that news of Seymour, however, he lets out another 'ha!']

Good! Serves 'im right. [he snorts] It better've hurt.

[rockymountaindie]

[ A flicker of...something crosses Alex's face. It's not discomfort. He's glad Seymour was stopped. But it did look particularly... ]

I'm pretty damn sure it did.

[latinumsbetter]

Second best news I've heard all day. [Almost brightly. Finally, he glances around a bit]

So, this is where you've all been hanging out?

[rockymountaindie]

[ AH, RIGHT- ]

Uhh, a-at first— [ Alex also cranes his neck, Fenyx should be around keeping guard, waiting for them to get all this out. ] —but this place- it isn't exactly the safest. Typhon found us here, like- like right after you guys made contact.

[latinumsbetter]

[AH. HM]

He found you here? [lmao his voice has very suddenly dropped to a hiss]

What happened? Does he know you're here now?

[rockymountaindie]

I dunno. We had a- w-we could see everything going on, 'cause of this magic cauldron thing, and- and back in the land of the living he seemed pretty damn pissed. I think he's off fighting his, uh, benefactor or whatever.

We were all ampin' up to fight him, before, but she [ GESTURING IN THE DIRECTION OF A SPUNKY REDHEAD who again is presumably keeping an eye out ] showed up and guided us out, kinda.

[ blah blah labyrinth, blah blah dice rolls that were so good they altered the maze, blah blah- ]

Point is, you still show up here. So we came to get you, even if the bastard's all distracted by his interpersonal drama.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark peers around Alex at said spunky redhead]

So what you're saying is, the sooner we get out of here, the better. [more questions about All Of That can wait. He would prefer not to be a sitting kud, so to speak.]

[rockymountaindie]

Bingo.

[ Fuckin' fair, Quark. Taking the hint, Alex pushes himself up and then extends a hand to help Quark. ]

[raiseyoulikea]

[Said spunky redhead steps forwards. She'd been giving the group time to acclimate, fortunately they had good friends to help ease them through.]

A pleasure to meet you. [She does a little bow.] My name is Fenyx, I was working with Athena on this project.

[She snaps her fingers. Behind her, a shimmering portal forms.]

This will take us to the pocket dimension I've been using to hide everyone from Typhon. It's... also a stash of sorts for the God of Thieves, so try to watch your step.

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark reaches out to take Alex's hand, getting to his feet with only a little unsteadiness. Quark blinks as Fenyx introduces herself, though his eyes widen at the bit about Athena.]

You're working with--

[but he cuts himself off; time for that later. Better to get out of here first]

God of Thieves, got it.

[rockymountaindie]

The place is a mess but it's fortified.

[ Trying his best to not get anxious about the mess of it all, but like, better than Typhon, let's get out of here. ]