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[ he looks with her, frowning briefly as he folds up a blanket, considering. ]

... think maybe the folks in the other places around the village would appreciate a few mattresses? [ a beat. then, realization. ] Hell, it's just gonna be Nina in the barn now, isn't it?

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Wait, is she still sleeping in the barn?

[making a face like, oh no. poor nina?? and thinking for a second of who else has shitty sleeping arrangements.]

What about Mathis and Anisphia? The church benches aren't even comfortable for sitting.

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Think so.

[ scrubs his face, sighing deeply, as he thinks about all of the different places they have. ]

Think they're still at the church, too, but maybe we should start seein' about movin' 'em and Nina into other places if they're up for it.

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[...

she nods.]

There's space for them in the cabin and house. No one's using one of our rooms now, so...

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[ he falls silent, looking down at the floor and working his jaw. ]

Wish there wasn't. Wish we didn't have to think about these kinds of things.

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... It is what it is. We can't change it.

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[ shaking his head, he'll set aside the blanket he folded and go to start leveraging a mattress out of the bunk. ]

Today... yeah. Yeah, I'll say that, after everythin' we've lost this weekend. But tomorrow, I'm gonna go back to hopin' that we can do somethin'.

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[she only has the one arm, so she can't help here. but she will at least hold the bunk bed frame in place so he isn't dragging it along with the mattress.]

I don't know. I think... we already know it's possible. [because of camille, she doesn't say.] But we need to find something that doesn't rely on wishes or the cabinet.

[...]

By the way, I've been meaning to ask. Did you happen to find any weird items in an ominous feeling room? I mean, back when you went on a trip with Matsuno and Geto.

[And Pickles.]

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Yeah, I don't really want anythin' to do with that cabinet if I can help it. I'm hopin' that hearin' from the dead by mail is gonna net us somethin'.

[ he nods his thanks, not asking for her lone hand in the lifting part of things - her supervision and this help is enough for him, and he gets it out with a sigh. ]

Ah - [ propping it against the wall so that he can open his satchel with his freed hands, pulling out... the box that sometimes rattles, and the shape wrapped in a strip of makeshift bandages from inventory check. ]

I've been holdin' onto 'em for us when they don't have 'em. I saw what Lavi has, know Ash's... and I saw Mr. Daan's, too. [ But if Kanda had somethin', and Vin and Gojo's trip... he waves that off. ]

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After today, we might be out of the item that we used on Camille anyway. So...

[no cabinet for anybody. get that shit away from their murdering hands.

she tilts her head at the box and the shape, frowning.]

In case you didn't know, they're components for a ritual. Though War couldn't tell what kind. What are they, exactly? I've already seen what most people got, but I never asked your group.

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Guess we'll see. Might be good to have that gone as an incentive...

[ still, he'll work on unwrapping the shape. ]

Yeah, Pesti said they'd look into it. I was... well, I was originally gonna leave 'em to Rondo, if somethin' happened to me. So that we know that they're with one of us instead of gettin' lost or taken by the cult.

[ grabs the copypaste for this directly as alfyn opens the box and shows her what the other thing is.

1. A small wooden box, with runes engraved into its cover. Inside is a torn-off wing. Even bisected from its body, it flaps on occasion, charged with some kind of pure, holy energy.
2. A glass keepsake bottle, plugged up tight with a cork. Inside is a very large, fossilized millipede with an overabundance of eyes, unmoving but unsettling to look upon. ]

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I'll ask Pestilence about it, too, in that case. I've been mostly talking about it with War. They have more experience with magic, so...

[she frowns, looking the items over.]

Are those the only two your group brought back? I'm a little worried Pickles had one that he didn't give away.

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I think Pesti was gonna take it to the overseers as a whole, but now that we're gettin' more... maybe they've all made progress.

[ he gives the box a little jostle, to cause the wing to move. heh does not do this with the millipede because it creeps him out. ]

Yeah, this is it. Pickles wasn't gonna carry anythin' in his mouth, Geto was too hurt, and I still had my satchel, so... [ shrug ] We found a room full of this kinda stuff, but this was all we could grab before we'd get caught by the folks talkin' on the other side of the door.

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So it's only been two for each group that's gone through the fog. I wonder if there's a specific reason why we've only been allowed to grab that much.

[HMMM...]

Did you notice anything else while you were in that room? Though I guess you might have been too rushed to notice what else was there.

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It is weird that it keeps bein' like that... two things, and it's always Thursday. Pesti said it was just Scawwy, like how we get a new place through the tree door every week - just the Thursday ones are always more dangerous.

[ :thonk: but... ]

Ahhh... voices that weren't familiar, but we couldn't make 'em out. Then a bunch of shelves and nooks, full of scrolls, used candles, jars... these two stood out, though, so we just. Grabbed 'em.

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[... she frowns, thinking.]

Maybe... it's the magic of this world sending us to the cult's storage room or something? I don't know where else that room could be.

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Hm... [ hand at his chin, thinking, too. ]

Maybe. Like we're windin' up in the... the path that they take to get from this place to the storage?

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Or something like that. There must be a reason why you all wind up there in the end, no matter what sort of stuff you ran into before.