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[Log] [Open to Pestilence and Angelo]
Apr. 18th, 2025 12:32 amIt had been some time since Pestilence had visited Memnosynis, except for the occasional visit to see his own Memory Keeper. Business as usual. The motions as usual. What counted for usual these days.
Something inside himself told him to visit the Nightmare Keeper though, and he went with that weak decision; stumbling his new-deer walk to where the sky was orange and the garden perfectly curated. He knew he would be allowed to pass in freely - Angelo claimed to hate visits and people, but Pesti was used to brusque attitudes like that. He knew where he was really welcome.
He breathed in the scent of florals and dirt before announcing himself to the air, knowing it'd reach the Memory Keeper easily. "Don't suppose you are free?"
Something inside himself told him to visit the Nightmare Keeper though, and he went with that weak decision; stumbling his new-deer walk to where the sky was orange and the garden perfectly curated. He knew he would be allowed to pass in freely - Angelo claimed to hate visits and people, but Pesti was used to brusque attitudes like that. He knew where he was really welcome.
He breathed in the scent of florals and dirt before announcing himself to the air, knowing it'd reach the Memory Keeper easily. "Don't suppose you are free?"
