[Molly drops into a library, or something akin to it. Bookshelves line the walls, as do cat-themed decorations. Everything about his surroundings screams MAGIC AND CAT NERD.
In the center stands Caleb, monsterified and, from the looks of things, already readying a spell to lobby at Molly.]
It's unfortunate that it has to come to this, my friend. But you already know why you can't be allowed to run free, ja?
[ immediately throwing himself behind a bookshelf to dodge whatever nightmare of a spell is about to be thrown his way. Probably some bullshit with fire. ]
Really not sure I should start engaging here, Mr. Caleb! You sure you don't want to just talk this out?
Of fuckin' course not! Don't punish me for trying here, arschloch!
[ This bitch!!!!!! Well, Caleb getting possessed and trying to burn his friends alive is not new. It's new to Molly! But in general it is something that happens occasionally. He doesn't take it too personally.
He'll start to scramble up and then turn around to look - how on fire is the bookshelf currently? If he rams it with his good shoulder, is it possible to knock it over onto Caleb? ]
Molly can ram it with his good shoulder, sure. It's pretty on fire, though, and it will continue to be on fire as it's knocked onto Caleb. He manages to avoid it enough so that he's not caught underneath it, but flaming books will fall from the shelf and bonk him. Now he's kind of on fire too?
Anyway, he's launching another fire spell at Molly. Looks like talking it out isn't going to work, and there doesn't seem to be any way out of this area, so you have two choices: kill Caleb, like with the bosses of the previous labyrinth, or risk trying the Dispel spell on him?]
[ no!!! his coat!!!!!! patting out the fire on it as best as he can (9) and yeah. Fuck it! He'll try the dispel slash knife. What's the worst that can happen? He stabs someone he cares about? Haha! He'll try and dodge that fire spell (14) before attempting a tackle here. ]
[When Molly stabs Caleb, it's as if everything goes black, as Molly's consciousness leaves him.
He dreams of his time spending time with the Nein in Hupperdook. Those were simpler times, weren't they? (Not having to worry about what goes on inside of you, not worrying about death, not worrying about the future.) Maybe it's not too late to grasp them once again. In his dream, he looks up from his drink to see Caleb, enjoying his own drink. They've all come a long way; may their path continue for longer still.
In the distance, he might hear a few notes of a song playing, before it fades to quiet.
When Molly wakes up, he'll find himself on a road in Wildemount. He's with the rest of the Nein, fighting off a group of bandits who thought they'd mug them. There's Beau, socking one; Caleb, getting ready to roast another; and the others but you can tell I'm not sure how anyone else here fights. But they're there!
[There sure is a lot of them, though! The Nein might actually be struggling a bit, so Molly's definitely going to want to help here even if he's potentially underleveled compared to the rest.]
I'm having a very fucking complex day, Beauregard, I don't need to hear it!
[ STOP YELLING AT YOUR DREAMS, MOLLY. Anyway, yeah, he will absolutely wade into the fray. He might still be mildly on fire. Don't worry about it. Things happen! He's not aiming to kill anyone, necessarily, just knock out who he can - being pretty liberal with the ice he can use during all this. ]
[Beau just looks at Molly like ???, what drugs are you on, man.
Molly does a good job of fending off the enemies, as do the other Nein—but there really are a lot of the enemies, and they're impressively strong. Molly knocks out one enemy with his ice, and then—
The only warning he gets is, after Beau punches out another foe, is the way her eyes widen. Her mouth opens, as if to say something, but it's too late.
The first is the sword now sticking out of Molly, stabbed through his back and coming out his front. The second is the sharp pain that'll hit him. For better or for worse, though, it really only lasts a moment. The attack is immediately fatal, with the final thing that Molly sees is the Beau's horrified, despairing face as she tries to dash towards him.
And then, everything will go black, as Molly dies.]
he seems surprised at first too, not quite sure what all the fuss is about before he looks down. There's a bit of a hiccup laugh - he has to? This is so absurb. Maybe he should invest in some armor if this is going to keep happening every time, right? Everyone is going to get a good chuckle out of this later, once they bury him again.
[His eyes don't quite shut—but they'll open once again.
... Granted, not exactly in the same place. When Molly awakens, he's on a ship now. The rest of the Nein are also there, to varying degrees of seasickness. It's like nothing ever happened to Molly, were it not for the stinging sensation in his chest that remains. But hey, he's not bloody, unlike Tsuru somewhere out there.
[ He'll glance down at his chest, putting a hand over it to feel for the wound, and finding nothing but the same old scars as before. The stinging is almost a relief in itself. At least his memory is intact.
He'll look over to Yasha and - he knows on some level this is all a strange dream, that she's not really here, and he's not really there, and he's never been on the Nein's ship with all of them at the same time. He was gone, for that part of their adventure. Left somewhere on the road to Shady Creek Run. But that's alright too.
He pats at his pockets desperately - digging them inside out and finding nothing, cursing under his breath. ]
Hey, I-- had something for you. I made a flower. I don't ...
[Molly finds himself in a void, empty of any scenery. Again.
And in the center, standing with his arms crossed, is Caleb. No monster or body horror features this time, however—he looks as he always does in Molly's memory. When he sees Molly, he gives a casual shrug of his shoulders.
In Molly's hand is a knife: the same from the Dispel spell. He will know, intuitively, that to complete the spell—to see whether he can successfully cure Caleb or not—he must stab him once more.
... But it doesn't look like he's here for a fight, so he doesn't need to do it immediately, if he wants a moment.]
[ Sorry, it still probably hurts like hell and he's absently reaching over to touch the half a horn as well, wincing at the lack of it - like he isn't not quite sure what to do-- but he's laughing loud and bright at that response. ]
Some people. Bit of a backhanded compliment, Mr. Magician. Arsehole.
[ He holds up the knife to look at it, and then tosses it lightly in the air to grab it again, adjust the grip. ]
You've always got a choice in the matter. Honestly. But suppose that's true enough.
[ Just fondly exasperated. But that's okay.
He'll just take a second to figure out exactly where Caleb is with his now reduced depth perception and then, without much more fanfare than that, just stabs it up into Caleb's torso and twists. Sorry about it. ]
[Caleb doesn't exactly smile, but something in his expression still looks warm. No blood comes this stab wound, as he instead disappears, fading away into the void.
Molly will find himself falling. It's hard to tell how long it goes on for, the passage of time marked only by the song from before playing again, echoing in his ears as he descends.
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PART 2 - MOLLY
In the center stands Caleb, monsterified and, from the looks of things, already readying a spell to lobby at Molly.]
It's unfortunate that it has to come to this, my friend. But you already know why you can't be allowed to run free, ja?
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Really not sure I should start engaging here, Mr. Caleb! You sure you don't want to just talk this out?
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Anyway, Caleb is apparently not up for talking it out, as he blasts the bookshelf Molly is hiding behind with more fire.]
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[ This bitch!!!!!! Well, Caleb getting possessed and trying to burn his friends alive is not new. It's new to Molly! But in general it is something that happens occasionally. He doesn't take it too personally.
He'll start to scramble up and then turn around to look - how on fire is the bookshelf currently? If he rams it with his good shoulder, is it possible to knock it over onto Caleb? ]
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Molly can ram it with his good shoulder, sure. It's pretty on fire, though, and it will continue to be on fire as it's knocked onto Caleb. He manages to avoid it enough so that he's not caught underneath it, but flaming books will fall from the shelf and bonk him. Now he's kind of on fire too?
Anyway, he's launching another fire spell at Molly. Looks like talking it out isn't going to work, and there doesn't seem to be any way out of this area, so you have two choices: kill Caleb, like with the bosses of the previous labyrinth, or risk trying the Dispel spell on him?]
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[ no!!! his coat!!!!!! patting out the fire on it as best as he can (9) and yeah. Fuck it! He'll try the dispel slash knife. What's the worst that can happen? He stabs someone he cares about? Haha! He'll try and dodge that fire spell (14) before attempting a tackle here. ]
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Now, he's pinning Caleb to the floor, in a way that probably isn't sexy. Stab! Your! Friend!]
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He dreams of his time spending time with the Nein in Hupperdook. Those were simpler times, weren't they? (Not having to worry about what goes on inside of you, not worrying about death, not worrying about the future.) Maybe it's not too late to grasp them once again. In his dream, he looks up from his drink to see Caleb, enjoying his own drink. They've all come a long way; may their path continue for longer still.
In the distance, he might hear a few notes of a song playing, before it fades to quiet.
When Molly wakes up, he'll find himself on a road in Wildemount. He's with the rest of the Nein, fighting off a group of bandits who thought they'd mug them. There's Beau, socking one; Caleb, getting ready to roast another; and the others but you can tell I'm not sure how anyone else here fights. But they're there!
Beau turns to look at Molly.]
What are you dazing out for? C'mon!
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Back here again? Didn't we already take all of these guy's pants?
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They got more pants, Molly. Get with the program.
[There sure is a lot of them, though! The Nein might actually be struggling a bit, so Molly's definitely going to want to help here even if he's potentially underleveled compared to the rest.]
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[ STOP YELLING AT YOUR DREAMS, MOLLY. Anyway, yeah, he will absolutely wade into the fray. He might still be mildly on fire. Don't worry about it. Things happen! He's not aiming to kill anyone, necessarily, just knock out who he can - being pretty liberal with the ice he can use during all this. ]
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Molly does a good job of fending off the enemies, as do the other Nein—but there really are a lot of the enemies, and they're impressively strong. Molly knocks out one enemy with his ice, and then—
The only warning he gets is, after Beau punches out another foe, is the way her eyes widen. Her mouth opens, as if to say something, but it's too late.
The first is the sword now sticking out of Molly, stabbed through his back and coming out his front. The second is the sharp pain that'll hit him. For better or for worse, though, it really only lasts a moment. The attack is immediately fatal, with the final thing that Molly sees is the Beau's horrified, despairing face as she tries to dash towards him.
And then, everything will go black, as Molly dies.]
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he seems surprised at first too, not quite sure what all the fuss is about before he looks down. There's a bit of a hiccup laugh - he has to? This is so absurb. Maybe he should invest in some armor if this is going to keep happening every time, right? Everyone is going to get a good chuckle out of this later, once they bury him again.
Fuck it.
As always, his eyes never quite shut. ]
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... Granted, not exactly in the same place. When Molly awakens, he's on a ship now. The rest of the Nein are also there, to varying degrees of seasickness. It's like nothing ever happened to Molly, were it not for the stinging sensation in his chest that remains. But hey, he's not bloody, unlike Tsuru somewhere out there.
Yasha turns to look at him.]
Are you all right? You look out of sorts.
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He'll look over to Yasha and - he knows on some level this is all a strange dream, that she's not really here, and he's not really there, and he's never been on the Nein's ship with all of them at the same time. He was gone, for that part of their adventure. Left somewhere on the road to Shady Creek Run. But that's alright too.
He pats at his pockets desperately - digging them inside out and finding nothing, cursing under his breath. ]
Hey, I-- had something for you. I made a flower. I don't ...
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It's okay. We have time. We're both here.
[But then the ship begins to rock more violently, as clouds darken overhead. From where she's standing, Jester speaks up nervously.]
Um, guys...? I think a storm's brewing.
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PART 2.................2!
And in the center, standing with his arms crossed, is Caleb. No monster or body horror features this time, however—he looks as he always does in Molly's memory. When he sees Molly, he gives a casual shrug of his shoulders.
In Molly's hand is a knife: the same from the Dispel spell. He will know, intuitively, that to complete the spell—to see whether he can successfully cure Caleb or not—he must stab him once more.
... But it doesn't look like he's here for a fight, so he doesn't need to do it immediately, if he wants a moment.]
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He will, look over at him with ... one eye ... and then take a second to reach up and gingerly feel it. What is even happening there. ]
How bad do I look?
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Caleb takes a look at, with no particular change in his expression.]
Eh, not too bad. Could maybe be considered an improvement in some ways. Some people go for that kind of look.
[It's a joke, but Molly can at least be rest assured it doesn't look grotesque.]
Are you ready?
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Some people. Bit of a backhanded compliment, Mr. Magician. Arsehole.
[ He holds up the knife to look at it, and then tosses it lightly in the air to grab it again, adjust the grip. ]
Suppose I am. Are you?
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Not as though I have much of a choice, ja?
[Idly, he watches Molly toss the knife.]
Besides, we've gone through worse things than this. I'll be fine.
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[ Just fondly exasperated. But that's okay.
He'll just take a second to figure out exactly where Caleb is with his now reduced depth perception and then, without much more fanfare than that, just stabs it up into Caleb's torso and twists. Sorry about it. ]
See you soon, hopefully?
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Not that Caleb seems to feel any pain from it.]
Soon. Don't keep me—all of us—waiting.
[Caleb doesn't exactly smile, but something in his expression still looks warm. No blood comes this stab wound, as he instead disappears, fading away into the void.
Molly will find himself falling. It's hard to tell how long it goes on for, the passage of time marked only by the song from before playing again, echoing in his ears as he descends.
It's almost over.]