[Thancred. Thank fuck it's not some complete idiot. He doesn't have a lick of an idea why this guy's gotten the message to Dante, but it's close enough. He knows Dante. They're working together -- if the hunter wasn't lying about it.]
Nero. [He gives it a second. There's a reason he was -- repeating it? The name? Yeah. He gets it.] Nero. Nero. Nero.
[He sounds like an asshole.]
We neeed help. Like righ the fuck now. They're infecting people.
[ While none of the attempts at sending his name come through whole, Thancred is able to piece it together. Nero, yes, the one who taught him about "Mario Kart" and who he'd once fought some strange van-related beast with in the Horizon.
Also, apparently close with Dante in some manner, but begrudgingly so. ]
They're infecting you? I saw before you wrote something about thorns, mushrooms, jelly?
[ It's hard to make sense of it, but ultimately, it doesn't sound good. ]
I will speak with Dante and let him know all you have told me.
[There's some time between messages. Either Nero noticed it and was busy skinning a rat, or there's time between the garbled messages he can't even count. He wouldn't know. It's just fucking dark down here, all the time.
How does he put this as succinctly as possible? This is even out of his expertise. Demons don't do shit like this. Only people.]
Mushrooms equals cultists
Jelly bad
Skin is splitting open
[That's about the best way to underreport what the hell is going on. Even to him. All these lesions, wounds he can't heal. And now they're... oozing. Not even blood anymore.
[ Thancred pieces through what he can of the messages. Cultists, mushrooms, jelly, skin splitting open. Something has clearly been done to them, and this is unfortunately no surprise. They were taken for a reason.
But they're still alive. They're still sending out messages, and that must count for something.
Kyrie he doesn't know. Is it someone here? He's never heard the name, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. ]
I will.
I will.
Hold out the best you can, Nero. We will not let any of you die there.
[ Does he know that for certain? No. But it's what someone in Nero's situation needs to hear right now, whether he'll believe it or not. ]
[It's a special kind of revulsion he feels in even asking, laying this on Dante -- half because he wants to be the one finding Kyrie, getting back home, telling her about this whole fuckin' crazy trip -- and half because it sounds like he's giving up.
He's not.
But he's gotta be realistic. When a guy has wounds that won't heal, that fester, that rot. When food and water's running low. When he's already watched plenty of the locals die themselves.
Gotta be realistic. So it's simple. A simple response, he bets that can't be misunderstood. And one of the few fucking times Nero's ever said it and really meant it.]
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Nero. [He gives it a second. There's a reason he was -- repeating it? The name? Yeah. He gets it.] Nero. Nero. Nero.[He sounds like an asshole.]
We ne
eed help. Like righthe fucknow. They'reinfecting people.no subject
Also, apparently close with Dante in some manner, but begrudgingly so. ]
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y'reinfecting you?Isaw beforeyou wrotesomething about thorns, mushrooms, jelly?[ It's hard to make sense of it, but ultimately, it doesn't sound good. ]
I will
speak with Dante and let himknowall youhave told me.We are
doing our best tofind you.I promise.no subject
How does he put this as succinctly as possible? This is even out of his expertise. Demons don't do shit like this. Only people.]
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s splitting open[That's about the best way to underreport what the hell is going on. Even to him. All these lesions, wounds he can't heal. And now they're... oozing. Not even blood anymore.
If demonic blood can't help him here --]
Tell Dante to findKyrie. If Idon't comeback.no subject
But they're still alive. They're still sending out messages, and that must count for something.
Kyrie he doesn't know. Is it someone here? He's never heard the name, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. ]
I will.I will.
Hold out the best you can, Nero. We will notlet any of youdiethere.[ Does he know that for certain? No. But it's what someone in Nero's situation needs to hear right now, whether he'll believe it or not. ]
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He's not.
But he's gotta be realistic. When a guy has wounds that won't heal, that fester, that rot. When food and water's running low. When he's already watched plenty of the locals die themselves.
Gotta be realistic. So it's simple. A simple response, he bets that can't be misunderstood. And one of the few fucking times Nero's ever said it and really meant it.]
Thanks.