at the light, at the light

[inaclearing]

[Well! That happened, and for once, no one seems to be holding any kind of Group Sorrow Activity afterwards! Have fun doing whatever it is y'all wanna do! There's not many people left, and an awful lot of open space; we're probably all perfectly capable of being alone, if that's what we want.]

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[chemicalromance]

[If you happen to be outside the Helios Suites, wallowing in your sadness, you may be in for a bit of a shock.

Light seems to bend in mid-air. Rays of purple smoke-like light bending and rippling as it all comes together and coalesces into Eleanor Lamb.

And one Forrest. Alive and well.]

Alright. This is close enough. [She'll take a moment to make sure Forrest is alright.] Are you alright? I'm not used to moving multiple people with me-

[visiblepattern]

[He's alive and well and...really dusty actually, but that's fine.]

Ah... Yes, this should be fine.

[His gaze darts around warily, as though he's considering bolting at any second; he shifts anxiously before turning to her.]

Thank you. For bringing me here.

[...And he's off, disappearing in the direction of the garden to get himself together, since he doesn't know who he'll run into in the Suites proper.]

[chemicalromance]

It's... the least I could do.

[She sounds saddened by that.]

Get to the others, I'll- [Oh fuck what's that.]

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[bathymetric]

[ It is not long, however, before the Mayor, of course, speaks up. Her tone is almost... mock-parental. There's a few light notes of... some song, underneath her words, but not enough to make it out. ]

Eleanor, Eleanor, Eleanor. You're no Angel, you know that? My office. Now.

[ And, moving a little like a puppet on strings, Eleanor Lamb vanishes as quickly as she arrived, leaving one dusty culprit behind, but no other sign where she's gone. ]