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[godsayshi]

*oh, look!*

*ding dong, the Meta's dead -- again*

*he is on the floor of the main room, soaked through with blood and with most of his face and jaw blown clean away*

*a few feet behind him lies Nemesis (avenginggoddess) -- her death is a little less messy given the range, but she was inarguably shot through the head*

*mourn, people, mourn*

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[black_famine]

*freezes in his tracks*

*...........stares*

*this is what we call shock*

[godsayshi]

*erm. bleeds*

*but the discorporated Meta thing? really feels quite terrible about this in retrospect*

[black_famine]

*just...stares for a few more minutes, then turns away, unable to look anymore* *and...is going to go somewhere and break, quietly and inconspicuously, possibly for quite a while*

[avenginggoddess]

*MOURNS!*

*...oh, wait, is dead, hi*

*So. No mourning*

[spheresconfound]

*Mourning? Is not mourning. I believe the proper phrase for this, pardon the French, is "fucking pissed".*

[spheresconfound]

*but-- yes, even though this is more than a day late, angelically knits Meta's and Nem's heads back together, either as good as or very close to as good as new. May not be able to keep scars from forming*

[godsayshi]

*re-head'd! -- that sounds so very wrong*

...Mmmph? *opens his eyes suddenly, sits up, and looks around in surprise* What -- oh.

[spheresconfound]

*smiles* Welcome back.