#statisticaldepression

You run out cackling your head off.

Neither Maerya nor Rick really give you any details behind ‘Axebride’ beyond ‘The Voices’ and you know neither of them were bloody Rain when she picked that up, so you do what you do…Not the best, but you’re still good at it. You go digging.

A rumour here. A muttering there. Logs of what they did give you. You start writing down everything you can and organise your note. Eventually things start to come together and a trend forms. You peel things back and dive further.

It’s hard to get information out of people on the chat sometimes, not whilst keeping up pretences, but you talk with your Dio and he helps you fill in the blanks where he can. It’s not quite enough, but it helps. You peel things back and dive further.

The Dreaming Dead give you precisely jack shit to work with. You ignore them.

The picture you’ve built up by the end is pretty ramshackle but it ultimately works. You can’t claim to understand the Voices but you can see why they said what they did. You take a risk and send a message and wonder if the blind shot in the dark will actually hit. You’re not Fate, after all.

“you may now kiss the fuckin’ groom, axebride.”