Weekend at Ferdie's

[notathreat]

WHO: Ellie, Astarion, Nikos, Kostos
WHAT: Family road trip and also Astarion is there + oops their contact is dead, what now? WELL-
WHEN: Auguftempber
WHERE: Hasmal, Ferdinand's most unfortunate living room
NOTES: Murder aftermath, corpse misappropriation, misuse of magic, various hijinks

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[exsecutus]

Nikos laughs. Not loudly--he doesn't want to draw any additional attention to them. Two streets back, Ferdinand's corpse had moaned very loudly, and a woman in an elaborate hat had looked around with mild alarm. That was more disturbing than a laugh, but a laugh would still garner attention. He's moving a little ahead of the group, clearing their path with his presence, but he takes this moment to shoot a glance over his shoulder.

Met with the sight of the shambling reanimated corpse--not yet graying, but on the verge of doing so, its jaw hanging open so low it looks grotesque--he pulls a grimace of a smile. They're so fucked.

"Kostos," he suggests. "He's great at voices. Used to put on these brilliant little puppet shows. Mostly about one puppet murdering the others--or slaughtering a dragon--but they were good. Always thought he's missed his calling. Go on and show her, Kos."

They're so fucked.