//Jen puts her hands on Scribe’s body and allows Scrive to renter it.//
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//Jen puts her hands on Scribe’s body and allows Scrive to renter it.//
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/The decay stopped... can we put scribe back in now?\
*If the cat did what she was supposed to, then yes.*
{Alright, we’ve got her. I’ll be seeing you.}
We will keep trying to find a way to fix this.
Keep her safe...
{Alright... I’ll pull her in.} //She holds on to Scribe’s hand and concentrates.//
We will keep looking for a way to stop this.
//There’s no response from Scribe.//
She hasn’t responded at all since Illyria brought her back.
{Yeah....} //Now that she sees Scribe’s condition, she seems very worried. She kneels down next to the writer.// {Scribe? Can you hear me?}
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((oh derp)) {I’m Margin’s anxiety. Nice to meet you.}
//Essix still looks concerned, but Creek doesn’t mind her presence at all so he decides to trust her.//
Ghost said you could take Scribe into the mindscape. It seems we may have to do that.
//After a moment of silence,Jen opens her eyes.// {...Hey Illyria. Ghost filled me in.}
//Essix tilts his head and does a squint.//
It’s okay...Jen is nice.
/Alright. I’ll see if Jen will talk to me...\
//Illyria nods and takes off to find Unwritten, and Essix takes her spot by Creek. She leans against him.//
*None of us do. But....* //She trails off, eyes widening.// *Wait. Where’s Unwritten?*
//Illyria frowns and looks around, worried. She gets up.//
*I’m going to go find her.*
/Out if the question, Creek. We need to figure out something else.\
//Creek looks away, and subconsciously rubs the mark on her wrist.//
/We need a bargain. What could be more valuable to her than Scribe’s death?\
*...I don’t know...*
...Would she take me?
*No. No, no, no. Absolutely not.*
//Creek looks at Scribe.//
I don’t want her to die...
*She basically said to let her die.* //Absoleen growls.// *That can’t happen! Not again.*
//Illyria growls.//
*We are not going to let that happen.*
/Did the cat give you any clue what to do?\
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/Of course. For now let’s just give her some space to breathe.\
//Illyria nods.//
//There’s a loud crash before Absoleen returns to the living room. She’s panting heavily, shaking as her eyes go to Scribe.// *Any change?*
*No. If anything, she has gotten worse.*
/If push comes to shove I can get Jen to let her consciousness into our mind. She won’t die.\
*Perhaps...as a last resort.*