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Max shoves Artimes' hand out of her way. "Oh, fuck off. Who made you cleric? It's a healing food," she growls.
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Adam stares silently at the ichor that was Serapis. He slowly turns to Artimes with a blank expression. " . . . yeah. I'm fine." He shakes himself, then offers her a weak smile. At Jacob's whisper, he freezes. "Tonight. Just a little more time," he says.
Max curses profusely as she fumbles through her toolbelt. She finally produces a small, crushed bag of ambrosia. "C'mon, ghost. Eat," she says, shoving it in Devon's face.
Max notices Devon swaying on his feet. She makes her way over to him. "Fuck, ghost. Don't kill yourself," she growls, putting away the hammer and kneeling in front of him.
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Adam fixes his glowing eyes on Serapis' body. "Ha-di," he mutters, drawing the hieroglyph directly onto it.
Adam's combat avatar sinks both khopeshes into Serapis' left side.
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Max rushes forward with her pointed hammer and slams it into Serapis.
Max shoves Toby's spear-dart into Devon's hands. "Shit. Fuck shit. Move that flower to the side to make it a spear. Get to the others. I'm right behind you," she says, grabbing various projects from around the room.
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Adam jumps up as the roof comes off, standing over Artimes protectively. He draws his khopeshes with a curse. "Everybody, get to a partner and try to gather!" he shouts, voice echoing through the house.
She barks out a laugh. "So you wanna come see my workshop? I can see what I can do about getting you a weapon that you don't have to pull out of the shadows," she offers.
may i ask that we postpone it until Wednesday if she doesn't get back soon? Tues/Thurs are hell
Adam gently kisses the top of her head. "We can figure all of that out when it comes. For now, I just want to stay here with you. After that, I want to finish the quest without losing anyone else."
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Max gasps a quick breath before they shadow-travel. As soon as they reappear, she keeps a hold of his arm. "Hey. You're not a bad dude, and I'm sure the others don't think you are. I know you probably hate me, and I can't really blame you, but if you wanna hang out with me while I work or whatever, I'd be okay with the company. You don't seem loud or pushy, and I can understand the whole hating-existing thing," she says with a sincerity that she had yet to show.
Max grabs his arm as he starts to fade. "Hey, don't leave me, ghost! I can't get back on my own."
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"Well, I think I could help with a little of everything. I've got recipes and probably more knowledge on this than anybody else in the group," Adam responds, running his fingers through her hair absentmindedly.
Adam grins. "Día de los Muertos is about celebrating life by honoring the dead, so we do a lot of storytelling, cooking from hand-me-down recipes, and things like that. I think that we could modify it a bit, seeing as how they weren't our ancestors. Maybe throw a party for everybody here?"
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