Endgame: Gathered on This Beach of the Tumid River

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Characters: open
Setting: all around the Tower from the 25th of May to the 1st of June
Format: any
Summary: A general mingle for all characters throughout the Tower.
Warnings: Standard Animus warnings; please note anything specific in the subject headers of your threads

[The Tower is stagnant, the only signs of activity confined to the second block. There isn't much time left; it might be a good idea to rest and do whatever strikes your fancy before the timer hits zero.]

Comments

[miseris_socios]

... Yeah. All we can do is hope for the best, right? And work towards achieving it, too.

[oathshackledbird]

As long as don't give up, we will find a way.

[Diarmuid nods in agreement.]

There is a plus to having a lot of people to help us. Even if we can't come up with a solution, that doesn't mean someone else won't.

[miseris_socios]

Exactly. I'm not the best at plans but I can fight pretty well. ... I'll get better at other things when I have time for them.

[And after a nap. He leans against the puppy, nuzzling him a bit.]

Right now we need to rest and wait until something else happens.

[oathshackledbird]

Mac an Chuill could probably use some rest too.

[A knowing smile crosses Diarmuid's face.]

Why don't you take him and get some?

[And Diarmuid will keep an eye on them both, he just won't say that straight out to Ken since he doesn't want the boy to feel like he's babying him.]

[miseris_socios]

Yeah, but you should sleep, too.

[He gives him a pointed look.]

[oathshackledbird]

Hey, you don't have to give me that look.

[Diarmuid holds up his hand defensively.]

I promise, I will get some rest. Just humor me and go rest yourself, okay? Mac an Chuill is a pretty good pillow...

[miseris_socios]

Fine.

[Ken leans over to rest against Diarmuid's shoulder. Diarmuid makes a pretty good pillow, too.]

[oathshackledbird]

Ah...

[Well, that isn't quite what Diarmuid was expecting, but he can't say that he minds that much. In fact, he's smiling. He moves his arm to drop it around Ken's shoulders so that the boy can get more comfortable if he wants. Mac an Chuill barks happily and curls up at their feet.]

Rest well, Ken.

[miseris_socios]

[Ken nudges him a little, smiling, and closes his eyes.]

Thanks... you too...

[oathshackledbird]

I will...

[Diarmuid had intended to stay awake to keep an eye on Ken, but he knows that with the boy snuggled up next to him like that and with Mac an Chuill so happy at their feet there is no way he will be able to stay awake.

Somehow, he can't bring himself to mind.]