Duncan + Ezra // Up To Speed

[coolmonsoon]

Who: Ezra and Duncan
When: Monday, 15/8
Where: The Likeness' room in the Temple
Before/After: n/a
Warnings: Duncan and Ezra. What do you think. Anything else, tba


It took only a quick phonecall to get Ezra moving from his chambers to the room of the Likeness in the Temple. And it was mostly a temple, some of the wall slowly being fitted back together and much of the inside cleared of the majority of the debris, swept and polished with loving hands of the poor clerics that had been devastated by the ruin of the building. Ezra'd been told one of them had actually begun to cry upon seeing the leaves and branches Aerveas' had cut off from the Tree on the ground.

Well, he supposed, they had the space to react like that now. No sense looking down on it.

Despite his attempts otherwise, he felt a little out of the loop. Nothing he could cure until he went out on his own instead of staying cooped up inside. Whitehall came with him to the entrance of the Room, and was summarily dismissed until his presence was required once more. Dressed officially, but in the most casual sense, Ezra stepped into the temple again alongside a cleric who still deemed it necessary to accompany him in until he was beside the Vahishta.

Right eye covered up with an eyepatch and a deep scar across his nose that lead up under it, his grin still managed to look a little sheepish as he lifted his hand up in greeting.

"First thing's first- should we make a motion to call this Neo Bastan?"

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[coolmonsoon]

"Seems like." The cleric had never seemed the jumpy type, but the last he'd seen her... well, he didn't know her that well anyway. He always forgot her name, too.

Fighting back that chill, he continued to rub his hands together, looking back at Duncan and straightening in his chair a little bit as he spoke, nodding here and there. Yes, getting on the bandwagon was probably going to be the easiest bit about this, and that in itself wasn't too easy. But he had an advantage with the merged worlds, he supposed. Coming in to vanilla Zen hadn't been a smooth transition, and he felt that his efforts to wedge himself into his position had created something of a ... a more inflexible attitude than anyone that had come later.

It had changed a lot of things, but there wasn't much to be done about it now, so...

"The effects of the epidemic should die down soon, shouldn't they? I don't like so many clerics out of the game. Ah, I mean, it shouldn't be a huge problem or anything... I just get antsy real easy these days." Understandable, of course. "So, sorry about that in advance."

He sat up and then just slumped back, arms folding in front of him loosely. "I remember Rhys mentioning the old Asha having issues with the Vahishta, but from what I understand, he'd pretty much lost it. But I wonder if there's anything left over...? Could talk to Gabriel about it."

[inchesofevil]

"We're killing it," he said, partially agreement and partially correction. He'd put too much work into the epidemic to allow for any implication that it was just dying on its own. "We're organizing a rotation so that nobody's burning themselves out."

The point about the Asha and the Vahishta having issues was news to him, actually. He wondered if it was something that had developed after the Asha had gone crazy, or if it just hadn't made it into the books. "That's a start. I'll ask what he's got."

[coolmonsoon]

He nodded, catching the correction. There was always a kind of possessiveness involved in what a guild leader could do- what only they could do. He wasn't about to deny Duncan his due.

"Right. I think they're all set up on the outskirts of town. Hard to miss a bunch of berserker tents." He looked aside, around the room. He remembered how it looked, having visited the Vahishta a time or two. "I should leave you to your work, then. God knows I still got some shit to get done. If the cardinals don't take up too much of your time we can try and draft up something for the other guilds later. I'll try to get a head start on it myself," he said, shifting and standing.

[inchesofevil]

It was difficult to imagine Gabriel staying in the berserker tents. But then again, he had been Rhys's roommate, so maybe it actually kind of fit...

"Maybe I can steal some time to head over that way if I say it's to meet with a fellow guild leader." Spoilers: that was how he'd managed to steal the time to meet with Ezra right now.

When Ezra stood to leave, Duncan stepped back from the chair. He walked with him to the door and held it open for him, habit of courtesy. "Sounds good. I'll hit you up later.

"See you around, I guess."

[coolmonsoon]

Ezra gave Duncan a little salute, a restrained, sharp motion that had become the norm for him since he had come to Zenderael.

"I'll definitely be around if you need me," he said, a wryness in his words. But not in this area. A brief shift on his face betrayed how creeped out the place made him- but it was easily forgotten as he turned and made his way out the door, back down the corridor and through the room of the Likeness, careful not to look its way as he passed through.