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[degenere]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Val de Foncé
RECIPIENT: everyone with a crystal as per the usual
WHAT: a complaint that must be heard give us your ghosts
WHEN: now a.k.a. well after the spirit crisis has been solved
WHERE: the Gallows
NOTES: you might get threadjacked by the other two Amis (Freddie and Jehan) should the opportunity arise merci beaucoup

Inquisition. [Orlesian accent, very serious.] We must have words.

Am I to understand that while myself, the baroness, and Brother Jehan were all outside of the Gallows, on the business of important Inquisition research--a span of mere days, my friends--and it was during those days that the Gallows saw fit to give up its spirits?

Spirits! Of which we three have desperately sought glimpses of in the past?

And is it then the truth that you, the Inquisition, did see fit to drive off these spirits in some manner before we could return to properly glimpse them and make record of their appearances? Not one single spirit was saved for us to glimpse, properly! Not one! Since our return, we have been scouring these dismal halls for some small scrap of spirit and we have turned up nothing and now I fear we must make plain our utter disappointment in such lack.

It is an outrage. You cannot comprehend the loss of writing and knowledge caused by this opportunity, so missed. Thedas has truly, truly lost such treasures this day. Treasures that will never be known. For shame.

Now: if you have a spirit trapped, or if you know where one might be seen, you must tell me now so I might come and see it. [Well.] And Freddie and Jeannot too, of course, that goes well without its saying; we are inseparable and always, always together, except for of course when we are not.

Comments

[chainlightning]

Oh, is that what happened? I just thought it was very bad weather.

[degenere]

Well. Yes. There was the weather as well. But I did not talk of it. There is weather every day, in some style or another. It is the spirits that are of course the most remarkable. As you should know.

[chainlightning]

Yes, of course. I just thought the weather was why we couldn't go back, not spirits.

Really, you'd think they'd have asked for help.

[degenere]

Well, the--

One moment. The spirits were preventing people from returning to the Gallows? Did they let loose the ferries?

[youwonscience]

I took some notes, if you want to look at them.

[She sounds tired, but also... she's not joking, she does have pretty detailed notes.]

[degenere]

[Deaf to anyone's hardship but his own, at least until the volume of said hardships of others is turned up to a deafening volume, Val sighs.]

A useful offer, at least. For which you have my thanks, and of course I should like to review them and admire your doubtless meticulousness--but it is not the same, Cosima. It is not the same at all. It will never be the same.

[youwonscience]

Yeah, I know, it never is. If I could have swapped places with you, you could have had my spot, I promise.

[degenere]

You would have found yourself camping in the foul weather, had we swapped. [And a haunting and rain camping are quite comparable, obviously.] Not that I minded. It was quite refreshing.

But I would have found the firsthand knowledge of spirits just as bracing. If not more.

[aventuriere]

It is a great deal better than nothing, which is what our own notes sadly contain. I am pleased there was at least one proper scholar present. You have our thanks, madame Cosima.

[heirring]

I've a few pages as well, but you must promise to make your ornery friend do you some great favor in exchange for them.

[rathercommon]

Trapping spirits hardly seems humane.

[degenere]

Not permanently trapped, of course. They would be released once observations were made.

[rathercommon]

It still doesn't seem right. No more than kidnapping someone briefly would be.

[aestivation]

They, ah, [ carefully: ] That is to say, trapped is not the word that I would use.

[rathercommon]

[ A slight hesitation, then, likewise carefully: ]

Then - what would you say?

[utulien_aure]

Do you usually receive much cooperation after such a request?

[This isn't sarcastic, actually, he's genuinely curious.]

[degenere]

I have not had the chance yet in my life to request to see the spirits captured by others. So I cannot speak to the cooperation yet. Once I have a suitable sampling of responses to this request, my friend, I will be able to answer you with informed truthfulness.

[doneisdone]

I'll tell you where a spirit's trapped.

[degenere]

Then tell me: where?

[doneisdone]

A little farther up your arse than your head can reach.

[shri]

I helped destroy what was doing it, if that is a concern to you.

[aventuriere]

What was doing it? [ one can practically hear the pencil poised over the page in her tone ] I hope it was not destroyed beyond study!

[shri]

That depends, how many pieces would you consider unsalvageable?

[exequy]

[ This silence is the silence in which Kostos weighs his genuine respect for the dead and the ritual surrounding them against his considerable debt and decides, in the end, that he cannot quite stomach offering to show Les Amis the spirits in Aunt Berenike and his undead Disney animal posse for a reasonable admission charge. ]

[degenere]

[W H Y

WE MUST ALL MOURN FOR THE FUTURE AND THE KNOWLEDGE THAT WILL NEVER COME TO BE]