I figured they'd be taunting us. That's what they do. That's all they did Wednesday, so why not now? [...] I didn't find him anywhere. The body. I looked.
Yeah. I don't do theories, normally, but this isn't how death works. I know that. And so does Harrow, and unfortunately she's usually right about this sort of shit.
Like, religion tells us what's supposed to happen for us, but we don't know shit. But you guys actually know, right?
[he's had his theories, but lavi knows that all he has is that. Theories. He's never had any real confirmation or knowledge about the afterlife while he was alive, even with in his line of work.]
Yeah. Necromancers work so close with the dead it's hard not to.
Best I can explain it is people die. They pass on to the River. You have unfinished business? Your ghost turns into a revenant. Some of the necros can pull those out and talk to them. Sometimes you can even pull a regular ghost back if it was recent enough, with blood.
Doesn't always work, but it's a thing. [a shrug.] Maybe we'll get to talk to his ghost, if he really is gone.
[...] But probably not. I don't think that kid had the anger in him enough to drag himself back.
[lavi listens closely, and despite this entire situation for what it is -- he looks like he's enjoying the explanation... and then he hears that last part, and his expression turns sober again.]
...Anger, huh? Met some pretty easygoing folks so far, but... [yeah, he thinks so too.
he runs a hand through his hair,]
Wish I talked to the guy a little more, asked him what he thought of the contest. [and whether he wanted to win]
[she's a little endeared at how much he seems to like the nerd shit, at the very least.]
I'll tell you this - most people don't want to die. Even if they think they do? They don't. [she leans against the bar.] It's just a matter of how far they'll go to make sure it doesn't happen.
[she looks SO DISGRUNTLED at the thought of that.]
Maybe. God, that was the fucking dumbest ass shit I've done in months. Did I tell you what happened? The booth where you get phone cases showed up after we finished.
If it was, I got fucked. Half an hour of calling boys to see if they liked me and all I ended up with was capitalism. [it's funny that it happened to harrow, though]
It was a romance novel called The Fault In Our Stars. [ty did this] Guy gets sick from cancer, and I was that guy. I was saying his lines and everything.
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a pause.] I wouldn't put it past the Demons. Bunch of bastards.
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[the fact that they're silent clearly unnerves him,]
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I figured they'd be taunting us. That's what they do. That's all they did Wednesday, so why not now? [...] I didn't find him anywhere. The body. I looked.
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...Doesn't make sense. Wouldn't finding the body be the worst part? Sure, we're not all friends or anything, but there's still the shock value.
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[... gross]
You know... [she starts, and then stops.]
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...What?
[is this... about... vore....]
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she looks surprised, when he asks? a beat.]
-- Oh. Wait, you actually want to hear it?
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Sure, s'not like I've got any ideas right now.
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she does seem genuinely surprised that he cares to hear what she has to say, but she doesn't linger on it.]
I floated this past Date - we were thinking this isn't actual hell, where we are. It's the in-between point. It's the only way a murder makes sense.
But I guess we won't actually know until we hear more about whatever the fuck happened.
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Lavi immediately looks thoughtful, quiet for a moment.]
That could be why we still feel alive. Like we still get hungry and tired and feel pain, but it's not like it's constant. It's just... normal.
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Yeah. I don't do theories, normally, but this isn't how death works. I know that. And so does Harrow, and unfortunately she's usually right about this sort of shit.
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Like, religion tells us what's supposed to happen for us, but we don't know shit. But you guys actually know, right?
[he's had his theories, but lavi knows that all he has is that. Theories. He's never had any real confirmation or knowledge about the afterlife while he was alive, even with in his line of work.]
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Best I can explain it is people die. They pass on to the River. You have unfinished business? Your ghost turns into a revenant. Some of the necros can pull those out and talk to them. Sometimes you can even pull a regular ghost back if it was recent enough, with blood.
Doesn't always work, but it's a thing. [a shrug.] Maybe we'll get to talk to his ghost, if he really is gone.
[...] But probably not. I don't think that kid had the anger in him enough to drag himself back.
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...Anger, huh? Met some pretty easygoing folks so far, but... [yeah, he thinks so too.
he runs a hand through his hair,]
Wish I talked to the guy a little more, asked him what he thought of the contest. [and whether he wanted to win]
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I'll tell you this - most people don't want to die. Even if they think they do? They don't. [she leans against the bar.] It's just a matter of how far they'll go to make sure it doesn't happen.
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You think someone could have killed him? Like a one less person to challenge Satan kinda thing.
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I think it's not unlikely. It'd be stupid. But people have done worse for less.
It might have been that the kid just got fucked around and found out on.
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Same thing happen to him like it did us, maybe? I jumped from my seat when I heard the music.
[the Pavlovian instinct of Lavi running as soon as his phone started playing shit]
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Maybe. God, that was the fucking dumbest ass shit I've done in months. Did I tell you what happened? The booth where you get phone cases showed up after we finished.
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-- Seriously? [HELLO?] Was that supposed to be your reward or something... Everything at the library went right back to normal after ours.
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What'd you get out of yours, then?
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Just some random junk. A bookmark, glow in the dark stars, fake first aid kit for toys, and then a real first aid kit in my room.
[...]
Whenever we opened a book, the story in it turned real. Eto got burned, Chandra had to fight a wolf, and I got a terminal illness.
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-- You fucking what?
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It was a romance novel called The Fault In Our Stars. [ty did this] Guy gets sick from cancer, and I was that guy. I was saying his lines and everything.
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... God. [if christ was a thing where she's from that's what she would've said. that's the energy.] You're not still sick? Are you okay?
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