To cure rotting earth (Ithea, Moore)

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Merc

I kinda figured it was probably Cosplay-chan. Just wanted to make sure! There are people who can talk to others in their head too!

Ithea resists the urge to sigh again, really not feeling like she's the right person for this, but gently strokes Rosa's hair as she tries her best to do things to calm the distraught woman. "It'll get better, alright? And you're safe in Aurora again."
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

For a goodly while Rosa just holds onto you. Sobbing gives way to shaking, which ultimately gives way to quiet. Rosa passes into a fitful sleep, still clinging to Ithea.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Ithea would mewl pitiously if it wasn't unbecoming. Also, Elena was probably listening in still.

Okay, so she was a general and all, but seriously, why did she keep getting pulled into these messes? She was younger than pretty much everyone in a leadership role and she kept screwing things up and the only reason she was a general in the first place is timing!

And for whatever godforsaken reason, it just felt like everyone's problems kept landing on her lap! WHY?!?

Ithea continues lamenting things in her head and generally feeling sorry for herself silently as she strokes Rosa's hair, and keeping her company and hopefully keeping the nightmares away.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

It doesn't take too long for another person to come in through the portal. Kascha comes in, coming over and murmuring, "Let me take this, Ithea. Tepen needs to see you." She frowns and lightly checks Rosa over, "Elves don't sleep. She must..."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Ithea hesitates, but nods, as she gently unclasps Rosa, doing her best not to disrupt her. "Let me know if anything changes for the worse," Ithea requests, as she moves to head out. "Is Tepen at the library? Or the command center?"

<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

"Command center," Kascha covers Rosa up, wrapping her in a blanket like a baby then picking her up. Turning to Ithea, "Hurry. I'm going to see if Rosa's up for the coming battle, though I suspect she won't be."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

"I really don't think she will be either," Ithea says with a shake of her head. "But I think it's fine if she just rests."

With that, Ithea starts to head off for the command center.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

"Oh and Ithea," Kascha calls as she goes.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Ithea stops, and looks over her shoulder. "Yes?"
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Kascha smiles, a warm and gentle thing. "I promise I won't tell Stille I found you sleeping with a naked woman." She giggles slightly after that, "Sorry!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

"...I'm gonna punch Adrian for that one, and tell him it's your fault," Ithea promises, as she turns sharply and heads out.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Kascha's giggles are a wonderful thing even as Ithea retreats to the command center.

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<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?