Hell conference (Moore, day 87)

[Nephrite]

Moore will take it and nod. "Very well. Am I to do so with you present, or...?"

[Anastasia]

"I am not to be. Good evening," Lady Skye says, fluttering off.

[Nephrite]

Moore nods as she leaves and goes into his room to read the letter!

[Anastasia]

It reads as follows.

Moore, I met with Queen Titania today. Our Crusade has her continued support in both of her roles.

Continue to be strong for Aurora. I will be secluded for a time, meditating on the truths Her Majesty chose to reveal to me.  I will see you at the conclusion of that. Until that time, I will labor to be the Queen Lifasa deserves.

[Nephrite]

Moore nods to the letter and then proceeds to destroy it as per his instructions.

Amusingly enough he doesn't have anything low level so he'll use Lucent Lance for some serious overkill for a letter.

[Anastasia]

Ouch. Okay, pausing you for the same reason as in Afina's thread.

[Anastasia]

You rest. Drift.

You've done well to make it this far.

Your bed is warm, your blankets warmer. One could forget about all the world beyond them and simply luxuriate in one of the most basic pleasures there is.

It is not yet time to rest. Not until Lifasa is safe.

Wisdom: The reward for success is more opportunities to succeed.

Knowledge: See Sarem Dizal on Smoke. The devils infest that place and prosecute profane research into the nature of smoke, poison and gases.

Reward: Every soul that does not die choking on poisonous vapors.

Prepare for tomorrow.

[Nephrite]

It's a restless sleep... or is it?

Ugh, why does he always feel like he doesn't get enough sleep?

No, he can remember his dreams now -- he's tried so hard to not forget anything anymore. He won't forget.

He will remember.


He turns over to look up at the ceiling -- ... is this what Balyss feels like most days? He's just going to have to get used to it, somehow.

Somehow.

[Anastasia]

You continue to try and rest. You cannot drop off, sleep defies you. Restlessness stirs within you, legs aching.

Prepare.

[Nephrite]

You make it sound so easy...

He sits up and rubs at his eyes.

"Hey Elena?" He calls out as he sits up and waits for her to show up. "Do we have any official contacts with Smoke? ...Uh, the plane, not the.. anything else."

He rubs at his eyes and shakes his head. Well, if you can't sleep, the best thing to do is get up and do something until you feel tired.

[Anastasia]

Elena pops in after about ten seconds, "Sorry, super busy still," she says, wearing a simple dress without any frills. "No, we've never dealt with them much that I know, Morniel probably has a few. He knows people everywhere."

[Nephrite]

"Is he awa...nevermind. Can you tell me where he is?" Moore realizes how silly his question is about to be. "Let me know if you need help, too" He says with a tired smile.

He'll pull himself out of bed to get dressed and stifle a yawn.

[Anastasia]

"I'm fine," Elena says, "He's in the command room, he's alone and I'll tell him you're coming." She pops away, only to reappear a few moments later, "Oh, and if you could pick him up a snack from the cafeteria, he'd be grateful."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods and will grab... ...hmm. What would he want?

Well, Lucy seemed to like the cake, so he'll get a slice of some sort of cake with chocolate and take it with him.

[Anastasia]

Morniel is there, writing away as you come in. "Please, enter," he looks up, "You needed me?"