[Palamedes is already in Willful Machine, like he said; he's not far from the canals, just loitering in the laboratory-warehouse he shares with Viktor. It's where the rest of his jars are, cleaned out and emptied of whatever foodstuffs came in them first for the purpose of being used for - well.
Not necessarily... hope orb collection. But miscellaneous necessities, for sure. He stacks a bunch of them into his satchel and heads for the lamp, clinking the whole way; it's within a few paces of the lamp he'll be waiting, light in hand — it's the jar of lights he'd already collected, creating a flickering sphere of light around him within sight of the lamp proper.
It's going fine. He's keeping his gaze turned on the ground, save for whenever he hears footsteps approaching that sound un-beastly. Only then does he glance up, waiting for his new collecting buddy. And also the dog.
He holds up a hand to wave, then extends that wave into a point in the opposite direction of the lamp.]
You made it. The last one I saw went over that building; I don't know if it's still back there.
throws in a butterflies wildcard--
Not necessarily... hope orb collection. But miscellaneous necessities, for sure. He stacks a bunch of them into his satchel and heads for the lamp, clinking the whole way; it's within a few paces of the lamp he'll be waiting, light in hand — it's the jar of lights he'd already collected, creating a flickering sphere of light around him within sight of the lamp proper.
It's going fine. He's keeping his gaze turned on the ground, save for whenever he hears footsteps approaching that sound un-beastly. Only then does he glance up, waiting for his new collecting buddy. And also the dog.
He holds up a hand to wave, then extends that wave into a point in the opposite direction of the lamp.]
You made it. The last one I saw went over that building; I don't know if it's still back there.