Kidd Commander!

a pillar of salt

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Transcript:

Ulrich:
Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t think anyone was

Stella:
Nah don’t apologize, I’m on my way out.

Ulrich:
(what if they hit us with. the broom.)

Stella:
Lookin’ for Toulouse?

Ulrich:
(yesyesyes)
(shhhhh)
Is he here?

Stella:
Yeah.

Ulrich:
(try it again?)
I was just outside, he must have gone by pretty quietly.

Stella:
He does that.

Ulrich:
(god dammit.)
You two seem close.

Stella:
He’s alright.

Ulrich:
(uuUUGH whyiseverythingsohardALLoftheTIMEimsoTIREDIMSOTIREDITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIR)
(are you fucking finished)
(okay anyways)
(it’s not- they’re tired. just ask.)
(what if they hit us with. the broom.)
. . . is he really a prophet?

Stella:
Can any of us truly grasp the machinations of the almighty?

Ulrich:
(you can press a little more.)
What do YOU think then? If you don’t mind.

Stella:
Mm. . .
Toulouse came in like an explosion. It was the one day it didn’t rain that month.
Right in the middle of the old moth cage.

Ulrich:
(we shouldn’t have left agatha alone)

Stella:
My family had maintained it since the caravan was built. something about our bloodline makes us suited for it, I’m told.
The people who were there told me my family withered when the light of god touched them. Got old and turned to dust.
It was quick, worse things’ve happened here.