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[lumelume]

WHO: Mado and you
WHAT: where are my beloved cousins??
WHEN: whatever month this is
WHERE: the Gallows
NOTES: he's here

There's a strange man in the Gallows courtyard, a man nobody has seen before. He looks shabby, dressed in a long yellow surcoat that has seen much better days, but his face is lit with a plaintive grin as his melodic, Antivan-accented voice rings out:

"Averesk? I'm looking for Kostos, or Nikos Averesk! Have you seen them?"

It's not even entirely clear how he got here, because nobody saw him enter or leave the ferry, and this is not a person who escapes notice easily. Maybe he's a ghost. Maybe he's been living under the island this entire time.

"You there, please! I'm looking for my cousins!"

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[exsecutus]

"Athessa, maybe?"

He doesn't actually think it's her. Then again, she was a key part of this phase of fucking with them. Why not an earlier phase, too?

No, probably not.

"The basics. We both hate hugs. We both hate each other. People will try to fuck with you, us included, and if someone is paying you to fuck with us, we'll break your fingers so badly you can't do coin tricks anymore. Good?"

[lumelume]

For the first time, Mado looks like he's had the fear of the Maker struck into him. Break his fingers? Who would do such a thing??

"Good," he answers quickly, albeit woundedly, already beginning to look at his cousins a bit differently. Not so much that he won't obviously continue to love them with all his heart, but... already this is a very different situation from the one he'd imagined.

"No one put me up to it. I swear on my mother's grave." He grins earnestly.