#thronecage001

[cityburns]

@thronecage

It's been about five minutes now. They've been banging their head against a wall ( literally ), hoping that some of the sensation is felt through their shared link. It's bored. It's scared. It wants to get back to kicking ass. It wants to make amends with Kerry and Rogue, before having to get some way into Arasaka HQ ( and blowing it up, and getting Alt in, and ... ). But it's stuck here, with V's strange imagination, and no way out. It's a nice place, sure, better than Night City at least. The food is organic for the most part, and there's people rather than the darkness of Mikoshi. But it's not real. It can't be real. To be out of V's head would mean to kill V.

"Lemme out, V, I know your gonk ass can hear me." Thunk. Thunk. Thunk. He's forehead hurts from all the banging against the wall. Instead of the typical seething rage, his voice sounds a bit softer. They want out. Now. They didn't like the idea of taking V's autonomy from them, would willingly leave if given the options, but not even a goodbye? That's cruel. "You need me, whether you like it or not. So take one of Misty's pills already and get me the fuck out of here."

[enchiiridion]

@thronecage / cont.

Volo has had a long life, and with a long life comes a very, very long list of enemies. And, unfortunately in Volo's case, a short list of trusted friends. Now that they're in Spirale, the list on both ends has become far more constricted. Fewer enemies, but fewer to lean on, and he took great care in attempting to make that friends list just a little bit longer than the enemies one this time around ( although that didn't seem all too difficult; Volo's name doesn't seem to draw an angry mob like it used to ). Probably by just sheer luck, Wilson managed to climb decently high on the friends list pretty early on in their meeting, and Volo didn't want to have it any other way.

"I see no reason to find Wilson un-interesting. He's clever, for a start." Many of Volo's friends were clever. Elminster, for example, one of the masters of the arcane. He never considered cleverness an asset he could use, but a good quality to have in conversation. Of which Wilson was pretty good at, come to think of it. "You of all people should know that, seeing as you're both of the same realm, no? Unless I am mistaken, of course..." <DC15 FAILURE!> They can't seem to figure out just what or why Maxwell seemed so intent to poke and prod about Wilson in particular... but they conclude it must be for good reason, if he and Wilson are to live together of course.

"Hm, let's see..." Volo taps a finger on his lips, free hand on his hips as he thinks back to their first meeting. Wilson was shy, yet polite. Very introverted indeed, but brave enough to fare the uncertain land ( which is to say, the hallway of their apartment ) at the side of a brave companion ( of whom was Volo ). "He entered my apartment seeking refuge! I, being the ever-chivalrous, provided him safety and shelter from his fears. Quite the daring adventure we went on!"