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"Oh my god I think you might literally be one of my favorite people right now." Necro said, appearing behind her as he eyeballed the stuff she had brought.

Not the favorite person, but definitely up there.

"Uh... Thank you. By the way, for agreeing to this and for hunting down a fire pit. I'm sure there's something I could have found to use there, but with my luck... I'd probably end up cursing myself or something." He said, tugging on the strap to the duffle bag that was slung over his shoulder. "I really owe you one."

Or maybe two.

"Anyway uh... Do you wanna get the billion questions outta the way now or you do wanna do that after we get there?" He teased lightly.

"That's fine. I have no problem hauling it around." Not that he knew where he was going to even put the darned thing. Ugh. He really was getting in over his head... He hoped this would be worth it.

.... No... It was worth it. It would be.

He stared at her for a moment, confused. "I... Uh... No..No that's something we can do.." Oh thank whoever, that was something they could do because he did not want to figure the logistics of that if it wasn't the case.

Okay... Now or never.

With a quite mumble of the pledge, they were suddenly there. The taller man then seemed to shrink as he glanced from the building before them to the girl next to him. "....Ta...da?"

Necro couldn't stop the string of giggles that tore through him as he watched Trier's sheer surprise and string of questions. Billion questions after they get there it was.

"You? Have questions? Noooo. Never!" He mocked in between laughs. "Not you. you're not curious at all." Necro grinned. The Squire did his best to not drag the fire pit to much against the ground as he hauled it over to the temple. "Come on ya goof ball. Inside first, then more questions." Pulling the strap to the dufflebag over his shoulder, he threw the bag into the corner where it was a liiiitle more obvious that he'd been here before.

"Okay. First things first. Yes, you have something like this. Yes, it's somewhere like this. No I don't entirely know where but it's going to have the same... spooky atmosphere so, get use to it now. How you get here, I can explain a bit later when the shock and awe has worn off and you're not as overwhelmed. It might be like this? I don't entirely know. Dark and decrepit. Sure. A temple? I aint got the slightest. And... No. I haven't uh.. really tried exploring far beyond this." He said, ticking each answer off on a finger. "Anything else?"

"I quite literally told you it was magic, shot you with a magic arrow and you STILL thought I was lying. Wow, Trier. Rude. I'm honestly shocked and hurt." He said flatly, the same stupid grin on his face.

"What I do here... Is complicated. Because what I am doing here is... not what.. I should be? If that makes sense. Like I'm suppose to be learning about it. About me. That whole... growth bullshit. Figuring out a way to make it not so..." He waved a hand at their surroundings. "This." His shoulders slumped. "Honestly, I don't know how I feel about the whole thing. It reminds me of some stuff I'd rather forget. But.. That's not... this places' fault."

He was trying to work past it. He was just going about it very, very, very slowly.

"The fire pit... Because.. Well that circles back to 'what I'm doing here. As sappy as it sounds... I'm trying to make a um... get away... Of sorts. For a friend. He's.. been through some stuff, and can't always.." Necro shrugged. "I just wanted him to have someplace to go where he could just... ignore it all. Someplace, where all the bullshit couldn't reach him. At least for a few hours." Yeah it was still complicated, cause Cela would need Necro to take him there but... He had no problem doing that. "He doesn't really have anywhere like this that he can go, to get away from it all."

He had just wanted to help.

“Well… Where did you think I was going to take you?” Necro asked, blinking at her curiously.

“I came from a pretty bad place, prior to… this. Only that place out does the doom and gloom of Saturn… in its own way. I hope you never end up there, despite your apparent curiosity. It is… not someplace you should be.. Ever.”

Necro shot her a look, though the slight blush was evident.”He isn't my boyfriend.” He mumbled quietly. “I think he hates me at the moment, if his earlier comment is anything to go by.” Cela hadn't been entirely wrong, that didn't mean it hurt any less.

Necro paused, staring at her. “Do… Do not hide bodies on your wonder. I mean, I guess I can't stop you but I don't l… entirely know if that would work?”

Let alone what would happen.

“I… don’t have any siblings. At least, blood related ones.” And if he did, Necro couldn't remember them. “I have a cousin tho. In the found family sort of way. We were pretty close when I started all this. She's gone through some stuff too. Not as friendly as she used to be with everyone.. But we're still pretty close.”

"What I want and what he needs are two totally different things, Trier." Necro said flatly. "Plus, who says YOU get to be the older sibling? Maybe I was born first." He shot back. "As for hiding bodies... Fine. Don't come crying to me when s**t goes sideways for it though. Cause I will tell you I told you so."

Let her find out about the Code that way.

"I care about him. A lot." As if it wasn't obvious. Would he go through all this trouble for anyone? No. Probably not. They had to be pretty special to make that list. And even then that list was incredibly short.

"No you won't." Necro challenged. "You see how I look and act now? I'd be so much worse with him gone. You wouldn't do that to your brother wooooould you?" He teased.

But she was right. It was time to get to business.

"The firepit needs to go over by where I tossed my bag... Close enough that it can be felt, but far enough away it's not gonna catch anything on fire you know? As for opinions... You can judge anything but the comically large bean bag chair... bed.. couch thing, thank you. You don't get to judge me on that."

“What the hell kinda logic is that?!” Necro asked, trying not to laugh. “Like hell you're older. If that's the case, wouldn't I be older cause I'm a higher rank then you? That mean's I've adopted you short stack."

Necro went over to his duffle and began to pull out the things squirreled away in it.. A couple hoodies and a large thick blanket. "I'm sorry your brother is going through something like that... I hope he realizes it and can get rid of that creep." He said softly, setting the items on the shelf with the others. Again, maybe too much but... He'd rather be safe then sorry. Both Trier and Cela could pick on him later go going overboard.

"It iiiis." Necro sighed. "I mean it's probably bad for your back in the long run but it's... super comfy." He glanced at the little set up he'd made before turning to her. "I hope he likes it too.."

No he just had to convince the other to come up here.