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fionnuisce) wrote2022-08-07 12:14 am
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No. I know he hurt Ritsuka, and I know I'm going to tear his spine out and strangle him with it.
So, he went after someone else too? The absolute bastard.
[She pauses.]
I wish I could go with you, but they won’t let me leave the house. Give him hell for me.
[She pauses.]
I wish I could go with you, but they won’t let me leave the house. Give him hell for me.
We will. Neither of them are leaving this city alive at this point, that's a promise.
Good. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep until I know he’s gone. Until they both are.
I don’t want either of them to hurt anyone ever again.
I don’t want either of them to hurt anyone ever again.
So I showed this to Ritsuka already, and she thought it was, and I quote her here, "lame," but I thought that since this month has been so ridiculously stressful for all of us here, you might appreciate a bit of levity.
[And attached is a picture of a burger. It's competently-made, but the most obvious thing that's caught Edward's attention is the skull-and-crossbones branded into the very top of the bun. There's also a little paper flag stuck on it with a flaming skull, to mark it as extra spicy.]
Don't visit this restaurant, by the way. Their costumes are horrendous, their food is terrible, and they don't even sing proper sea shanties, just songs you hear on the radio.
[And attached is a picture of a burger. It's competently-made, but the most obvious thing that's caught Edward's attention is the skull-and-crossbones branded into the very top of the bun. There's also a little paper flag stuck on it with a flaming skull, to mark it as extra spicy.]
Don't visit this restaurant, by the way. Their costumes are horrendous, their food is terrible, and they don't even sing proper sea shanties, just songs you hear on the radio.
She's right, that's incredibly lame.
But it is pretty funny.
But it is pretty funny.
If they wanted to be accurate, they ought to be serving hardtack and salt beef.
You’re welcome. At least it’s funny. Every time I even pass it by I feel a swell of horror deep inside my soul at the very sight of it.
You’re welcome. At least it’s funny. Every time I even pass it by I feel a swell of horror deep inside my soul at the very sight of it.
They could, but no one in their right mind in this day and age would want to eat any of that.
Sorry about the rampant mascot-ification of pirates in this era. Wait until you hear Captain Morgan's mostly known for being on the label of non-chunky rum.
Sorry about the rampant mascot-ification of pirates in this era. Wait until you hear Captain Morgan's mostly known for being on the label of non-chunky rum.
That’s true. I do have a little trick for hardtack, though: soak it in broth and it softens up just fine. Nothing for salt beef, though.
Captain Morgan? Henry Morgan? That’s the fellow whose face they’re putting on alcohol? I’ve never even met him but I can tell you he wouldn’t have looked like that. Also, he was a privateer, not a pirate, there’s a difference between the two and I ought to know, razor-thin as the line is.
[Also he raided Panama and did a lot of war crimes there, although that’s not something Edward’s aware of—all he knows are the ballads and the tall tales.]
Captain Morgan? Henry Morgan? That’s the fellow whose face they’re putting on alcohol? I’ve never even met him but I can tell you he wouldn’t have looked like that. Also, he was a privateer, not a pirate, there’s a difference between the two and I ought to know, razor-thin as the line is.
[Also he raided Panama and did a lot of war crimes there, although that’s not something Edward’s aware of—all he knows are the ballads and the tall tales.]
Of course there is, but the distinction's lost most of its meaning over time. The average person either wouldn't know the difference, or couldn't tell you who was which.
That's true enough. The number of times I've had to correct people on the distinction while touring them around the Jackdaw is a little embarrassing.
(Also speaking of Captain Morgan, someone asked me if I had met him since I knew Blackbeard. Didn't know how to tell him that Blackbeard and I and all the rest of our lot were born after Morgan died.)
It doesn't help that it was already very easy back then to make the switch over from one to the other. I started out a privateer. Honestly, so were most of the pirates I knew.
(Also speaking of Captain Morgan, someone asked me if I had met him since I knew Blackbeard. Didn't know how to tell him that Blackbeard and I and all the rest of our lot were born after Morgan died.)
It doesn't help that it was already very easy back then to make the switch over from one to the other. I started out a privateer. Honestly, so were most of the pirates I knew.
This is Dr. Ratio.
I've been refraining from drawing attention to myself, but I do pay some attention to the network, and the recent activity is alarming to say the least. [He saw you talking to Cu Chulainn, and he's worried.] I'm sure you have a greater understanding of what's going on than I do, and while my capabilities are regrettably limited... if there is any way you can think of that my aid would be useful, my door is open. To you or anyone you care to send toward it.
At the very least, perhaps being beneath notice can prove of some advantage. [It's all he has right now.]
I've been refraining from drawing attention to myself, but I do pay some attention to the network, and the recent activity is alarming to say the least. [He saw you talking to Cu Chulainn, and he's worried.] I'm sure you have a greater understanding of what's going on than I do, and while my capabilities are regrettably limited... if there is any way you can think of that my aid would be useful, my door is open. To you or anyone you care to send toward it.
At the very least, perhaps being beneath notice can prove of some advantage. [It's all he has right now.]
I would say one gets used to it, but then shit like this comes up.
I appreciate your offer, I truly mean that. If we come across anyone in need of a place to hide out, I'll be sure to point them your way.
Keep your head down and stay safe. Diarmuid and I can take care of the front lines.
I appreciate your offer, I truly mean that. If we come across anyone in need of a place to hide out, I'll be sure to point them your way.
Keep your head down and stay safe. Diarmuid and I can take care of the front lines.
I'll refrain from making myself a liability.
Be careful.
Be careful.
You don't have to worry. I may not be as meticulous as you, but I'm well protected and a bit tougher than you think. Take care of yourself, and I'll be sure to do the same.
[Takame had warned Waver of... something. Near a half hour later, Diarmuid suddenly took off in a rush after friends in trouble. And a grueling encounter followed. Barely any blows were thrown, retreat was the priority. Getting Lapis and the others to their safe place and being certain they weren't followed.
Once that was said and done, Diarmuid teleported back to Waver at their home. Those rings from the Moogles had an excellent use he could admit that.
But the second it clicked that Diarmuid was in a safe place himself, he fell to one knee on the floor as if in exhaustion.
Because that is what he felt. Just not physically.]
Once that was said and done, Diarmuid teleported back to Waver at their home. Those rings from the Moogles had an excellent use he could admit that.
But the second it clicked that Diarmuid was in a safe place himself, he fell to one knee on the floor as if in exhaustion.
Because that is what he felt. Just not physically.]
Diarmuid-!
[Waver was beside him in a second, having been tense and nervous the entire time. One hand gentle on his shoulder, the other reaching out to help support him.]
Are you hurt-?!
[Waver was beside him in a second, having been tense and nervous the entire time. One hand gentle on his shoulder, the other reaching out to help support him.]
Are you hurt-?!
... No.
[He played defensively in the encounter. The most he sustained were maybe a few bruises from the impact of clashing blows. Waver would notice immediately that Diarmuid is tense.
And alarmingly, trembling in anger.]
Waver... [There's no delicate way to bring this up.] The one who attacked them is Cú Chulainn.
[He played defensively in the encounter. The most he sustained were maybe a few bruises from the impact of clashing blows. Waver would notice immediately that Diarmuid is tense.
And alarmingly, trembling in anger.]
Waver... [There's no delicate way to bring this up.] The one who attacked them is Cú Chulainn.
What...? What're you--that can't be right, can it?
[Of course it was. There was no judgment he trusted more than Diarmuid's, not even his own. And yet, he didn't want to believe that could have been true.]
[Of course it was. There was no judgment he trusted more than Diarmuid's, not even his own. And yet, he didn't want to believe that could have been true.]
If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would be skeptical. But there is no mistaking that he held the legendary Gáe Bolg.
[... Damn, damn it all...!]
And he wore parts of the skeleton of Currid as if it were his very own armor. It's him, Waver. It can be no one else.
[Twisted.
Tainted.
Trampled under the Black Order's feet.]
[... Damn, damn it all...!]
And he wore parts of the skeleton of Currid as if it were his very own armor. It's him, Waver. It can be no one else.
[Twisted.
Tainted.
Trampled under the Black Order's feet.]
Fuck.
[His hand tightened on Diarmuid's shoulder in silent support as Waver struggled to find the right words. 'What do we do about this'--unthinkable. Not only did they both know already, but it was Waver's role to make that decision. More than that, it was his role to be the support his partner needed.]
Diarmuid, take a deep breath and look at me.
[His hand tightened on Diarmuid's shoulder in silent support as Waver struggled to find the right words. 'What do we do about this'--unthinkable. Not only did they both know already, but it was Waver's role to make that decision. More than that, it was his role to be the support his partner needed.]
Diarmuid, take a deep breath and look at me.
[Were there words in this moment? Even Diarmuid would likely struggle to find them had it been another in his shoes. But ever did he think of others long before himself who stood at bottom priority.
Nonetheless, he did as instructed and breathed deeply and slowly, exhaling quietly in the same fashion though the exacerbation was very clear in that alone.]
I...
[So much could follow that up. "I apologize, I lost myself, I'll be fine, I know what to do, I can't believe it, I feel as though so much has been uprooted".
He followed it up with nothing, just a quick aversion of his eyes before setting them firmly to his partner.]
Nonetheless, he did as instructed and breathed deeply and slowly, exhaling quietly in the same fashion though the exacerbation was very clear in that alone.]
I...
[So much could follow that up. "I apologize, I lost myself, I'll be fine, I know what to do, I can't believe it, I feel as though so much has been uprooted".
He followed it up with nothing, just a quick aversion of his eyes before setting them firmly to his partner.]
It's okay--it's not, but...you did well. We're going to figure this out; you and I, and all of the others. Neither of us are bearing this alone, understand? For right now, let yourself rely on me however you decide you need to. I'm here for you no matter who or what we're up against. So...
[-'so you can think of yourself, for once.']
[-'so you can think of yourself, for once.']
... I know. I understand.
[It hasn't been Diarmuid and Waver against the world for a long time. They had many a friend and ally here. Many to lean upon.
But to them Diarmuid could not let himself crack. Even to Waver it felt like a great undertaking. But what did these two do but constantly take on considerable challenges and succeed together?
Diarmuid just... sighed. And shook his head again. Small steps were still steps. And Waver Velvet swore to protect this weak, still human heart of his.]
I don't want to believe it's true. That the Black Order turned him into what I saw. This isn't right.
[He's angry. He's upset. He could be those things here. For once.]
[It hasn't been Diarmuid and Waver against the world for a long time. They had many a friend and ally here. Many to lean upon.
But to them Diarmuid could not let himself crack. Even to Waver it felt like a great undertaking. But what did these two do but constantly take on considerable challenges and succeed together?
Diarmuid just... sighed. And shook his head again. Small steps were still steps. And Waver Velvet swore to protect this weak, still human heart of his.]
I don't want to believe it's true. That the Black Order turned him into what I saw. This isn't right.
[He's angry. He's upset. He could be those things here. For once.]
...It isn't, I know. [He ran a gentle hand through Diarmuid's hair, leaning their forehads together as he spoke softly.] None of this is right, and none of it's going to be easy.
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