luckily, this time mathis is freaking out a bit less! that probably has something to do with the fact he has his normal clothes back; a knife is strapped to one thigh, and he's just finishing up as he ties a choker in place around his neck, giving it a little tug to be sure it's secured.
We... don't know how it happens, exactly, but-- the curse kills everyone by the time they're twenty-three years old. They say it's "a land loved by Death".
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luckily, this time mathis is freaking out a bit less! that probably has something to do with the fact he has his normal clothes back; a knife is strapped to one thigh, and he's just finishing up as he ties a choker in place around his neck, giving it a little tug to be sure it's secured.
...much better.]
O-oh, um...
[oh no he's not alone here-
mathis manages a shy little wave.]
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[ she's wearing a white t-shirt and white shorts and combat boots now. very plain. ]
Got your bearings a little?
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[he nods, a little hesitantly.]
B-but it's still... strange for us to all be here.
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But we've got a wide spread of skills and knowledge, so. That should be comforting.
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[he definitely had, he's a curious little nerd.]
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[ why would anyone expect you to memorize them. ]
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[why would anyone expect that!! but it's just habit.]
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Anyone's paper stand out to you?
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[that's what stood out the most, to him.]
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[HE KNOWS HE LOOKS YOUNG BUT.]
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[gasp...]
I-is it true that people really develop wrinkles when they grow old? Was their hair all white-?
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They have white hair, and bad backs, and croaky voices, and wrinkles all over.
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[gaaaaasp]
H-how old is... the oldest person you've met...?
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... What about you? [ she is suddenly realizing the alarming implications of someone not knowing anyone over forty ]
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[so, uh, that old.]
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[ say that nicer. and like she knows anything about curses. unfortunately she's real bad at expressing sympathy. ]
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[he shrinks in on himself a little as if this is somehow his own fault.]
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way too long trying to figure out what to say. ]
... I'm sorry. That's horrible.
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[so it's not like it feels so terrible, to live with the knowledge of a short lifespan.]
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