Discussion in 'The Queen of Cups' started by The Queen of Cups, Jul 22, 2016.
"I don't think they'll fit," he drawls.
Legion goes pink, batting at the smoke that forms her partner's body. "....didn't mean it that way, jerkoff."
She stops in front of the newbie, snaps her fingers. "Everything you know, soul-deep, about yourself. Speak it now. C'mon."
He blinks. "I don't know. A few minutes ago I was tied up, and now I'm here. That's everything."
Even cackles. "The club has a new member! 'Grats, your soul got busssssted, kid." Even stretches a smoky hand out, displaying his knuckle-bones for a fist bump.
Nul stares at the hand. "What club? What happened to me?"
"You're just enough of a soul to be alive." Legion murmurs.
"Just like us." Even grins, all smokey teeth.
"Just like you?" He looks at them more closely, then back at himself. "What does that mean? Who am I?"
"I dunno. Hey, Mutt, you wanna name 'im?" Even grins, settling back over Legion's shoulders.
"...it means you're busted, but walking anyway." Legion mutters.
Mutt shrugs. "I'm not really good at names. Can you?"
"So I'm broken." He knew that already, but it still stings. "How do I get better?"
"Living, basically. It'll fill in over time."
He nods. "So, where are we?"
"My rooms, in the Queen's Realms of Arcadia." Legion says shortly.
"Our rooms, Legion," Even corrects her.
"What Queen? What's Arcadia? Is this where I'm from? Who are you two? Why does my back hurt?" They turn their head to look behind them after the last question. "Oh, shit."
Legion looks at Mutt, a bit overwhelmed by the much more.. vocal kid. "Uh. You wanna field any of this, kiddo?"
"Your wings got cut up," Mutt tells him. "That's Even, and this is Legion. They're my friends."
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