exsiliumlogs | (no subject) (part 2)

They wouldn't listen. [She waves at the men and at the saloon's exit.] How are we going to make them vote the way we want them to?

[She's really rather bummed about this. Her first major mission and she can't help.]

I'm not sure that's the case. Money isn't always valuable as currency, you know.

Plus, who knows if we'll be brought back here again? Maybe you'll be more prepared to live a little.

[He gestured out to the bar, smiling.] Besides--it'll be pretty fun, you know.

[Gilgamesh hadn't forgotten himself. The hand placing itself on his bottle was caught at the wrist. Gilgamesh tightened his grip on the young man who had thought too little of the devil trying to enjoy himself. In one curt motion, Gilgamesh pulled the man's joint out of his arm, dislocating it with practiced ease.

The King then pinned him to the table with his own arm, his other hand reaching down to pluck the bottle back and set it square on the table. The young man's screams were ignored, Gilgamesh's hand twisting the loosened joint for further, painful emphasis.]

Such thievery and barbarism in my presence. With so few venues... I cannot possibly enjoy myself with simple pleasures. Is this the limit of the town?

[ Her chest feels suddenly tight. She wants to do something to help him. Offer him comfort. Something. ]

I am sorry.

[ Yeah, having a horse suddenly drop down like that is kind of startling, but it does make things a whole lot easier and Jack quietly appreciates that.

It takes a bit of fumbling since he doesn't let go of his staff, but he manages to hoist himself up into the saddle and sit (somewhat) upright after he catches his breath. He resolutely refuses to think about how weird all this was considering that the horse was Collette.]

Alright, I'll take your word for it.

"Cars are a bit of anomlay for me too." Too fast, in her opinion, and too clumsy. It was a shame horses were extinct in Exsilium. She'd have used one when she left the city for a bit.

The dog was more than pleased to receive attentions from Ico, leaning into his hands with a quiet whine. Elissa chuckled. "See? He's just a big bear when someone's being nice to him. You've made another friend."

[ She'll figure it out, give her a bit- that speech pattern is just as distinctive as his appearance. As it was, she couldn't understand why - ... nevermind. ]

Noticed...? [ ...no way. And the he answered - there... just.. NO. WAY. HOw is it even possible? Suddenly she's not so sure she wants to know the answer to her question. ]

Then why? Is it just intellectual curiosity? [ Or are you planning to use it, in which case she'll have to step in. ;o; ]

Ugh! [ SO FRUSTRATED ] It's just stupid. There's no way it should be this hard.

[ But not willing to give up, she summons one of her swords; trying to create a spark by hitting one of the rocks against the blade. Good thing magical weapons never dull. ]

[ And Lucy YELPS, slamming the book shut as if that would keep Erza from seeing the terrible events she'd written down. ]

E..Erza!

[ Is she mad Natsu got in a fight? She didn't -look- mad, but sometimes it was hard to read her - and she could get angry in the blink of an eye. ]

It... it wasn't his fault. That guy was saying terrible things, so --

[Kratos stops once at the boy's side. He watches the creature receive a few pats, ones it clearly doesn't seem to mind, before speaking up.]

Would you like some instruction on how to ride one?

[Being nobility and military, learning to ride a horse is fairly standard. Plus, teaching Mithos always felt particularly enjoyable and would brighten up this mission nicely.]

You think I'm thtupid? Thaying I remind you of that yellow athhole that made me blow up my tablet, and I'm thuppothed to take that ath a compliment or find it endearing?? Fuck off!

_{( He sets his silverware down, very deliberately, even taking a moment to wipe his mouth on a napkin before folding it and placing it to one side.

Then, the space in front of him now clear, he passes one hand slowly over the other. A deck of cards seems to just appear in his hands, and he shuffles it idly for a moment before increasing the speed of his motions and complexities of the movements. He tosses single cards in the air where they spin like pinwheels before he catches them again, he appears to slice the deck in two only for it to be whole again the next moment. On and on it goes, for all of about a minute. )}

"That so?" The woman grinned and made her way over, whispering to Blaine something about junior over there likely not enjoying the company of women at all. In her professional opinion, you know.

The bartender, meanwhile, nodded at Blaine's order. "True enough, stranger." After setting the Blaine's whiskey in front of him, he went to clean a few glasses.

Kuroh was still at a bit of a loss. So he kept his critical look fixed on the blond man next to him. Another Transport, huh...technically he had saved him just now, right?

[ He nods when she runs off, and murmurs to the horse a bit while she's gone, knowing what she's up to.

He reaches his right arm behind him, palm up, when she instructs. ]

Blaine's hand easily slid around her waist as he listened to her words. He chuckled a bit, but kept his eyes on her. "Maybe. But I'm certainly interested," and his grin got a bit of an edge to it.

"Thanks," he said to the bartender, his finger running over the rim of the glass as he looked the other man over. Oh, yes, he'd definitely spared him, though it was more for his own amusement than as an act of a good Samaritan.

"How long since the Initiative's nabbed you?" and then he lifted his glass and knocked it back in one practiced motion. He let out an 'Ahhh' and gestured for another one.

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[ Look at that somersault! Oh, man, no wonder Batman's always going heavy on the acrobatics, if this was who set the bar. Any of course she's seen footage, but as it turns out it's a whole lot different in person.

She leans forward, just out of the little puddle of shadow she'd been crouched in, and hisses a low attention-getter, quickly followed by: ] Robin!

[ Maybe a poor way to go about this? But she's too excited to think up anything else. ]

It was moments like these or the safe times at night where he realized how much smaller Elza was compared to himself. Years made it easy to forget that he could easily cover her not only in height but width as well. His broad shoulders stretched with his extended arms above her head, his biceps cushioning his head as he rested, but he was keenly aware that she was protected and covered beneath him. Interesting to think of 'protecting' one who didn't need it as well.

He felt her warm breath brushing against his cheeks and was aware of her face burrowing into his hood. Slowly, he closed his eyes, feeling the steadiness of her breathing and the weight of her arms across his back. Were things really alright now? No... he had much to make up for in his own doubts and stupidity for being so naive. He owed her much.

"Apparently it likes to rain there. Is that all it does?" He didn't shift but he considered the question very seriously. "Wherever is quiet and private. I don't know my roommates well," he murmured.

[he nods a little, mouth tugging with doubt. he points at his throat, shaking his head, then gestures out toward the street. who's going to stop and listen to a boy with no voice in a busy place like this?]

[ Oh. Well. So much for the smile. It falls rather quickly, and for a second he looks like any other melancholy drinker. ]

I doubt if any healer you will find can claim to be unconcerned by warfare.

[ Okay, he's actually just being kind of hilarious now. She gets that it's boring, sure, but it's not like Exsilium isn't almost as boring at many points, and there's at least sunlight and a lot of territory to wander in here. She doesn't like it either, but falling all over the bar is hardly the way to go about disliking it. ] I'm not at all insane, and there are some of us who actually have a chance at persuading people to vote as we want. [ Not her, but she doesn't care all that much. ] Stop collapsing, get drunk instead.

[ Not a surprising answer; she can understand the creatures around her in any form too, when she cares to. But now to find a good cause for an exit...

She darts away a little further, to where he won't hear her murmur a spell under her breath. And when the illusionary shadow of a hawk appears circling overhead, she doesn't even bother excuse herself, only takes off in a low skim across the ground and away. ]

[ She looks terribly pleased with herself for the reaction (her last teachers never offered near enough praise, in her opinion), and she's even in a good enough mood for a joke. ]

Well, you should have tried harder. I'm sure you can make a foot by now, though.

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Perhaps she was pushing things too fast between them, but when she knew that death awaited her on her return, Elza found that it was an acceptable risk. They had once been intimate with each other, sharing what they had never shared with anyone beyond the three of them, but that wasn't what she searched for now, even despite the flirtatious gestures and remarks that she often gave. All that she craved was the warmth and presence of his body. She had gone without it for so long, and slept many nights with only that memory, that she could do nothing but enjoy his heavier weight on him, and Elza took comfort in that.

Her fingers toyed with the dark material of his cloak, and while Stern dug into the small of her back, she ignored it as hereyes closed and she listened to his voice. It wasn't filled with anger or betrayal, and the usual hatred she had grown used to was absent. Instead it was almost as she remembered it, and even for the briefest of moments, the gunner could delude herself that everything between them would be alright.

"Most of the time," she answered while her eyes remained closed. Opening her eyes, she stared up into the dark sky and watched as the stars shone above them. Elza was aware of how much he liked his privacy, and she would never take that from him by suggesting his room. Keeping her touch light along his cloak, she huffed lightly in amusement as she muttered, "We could do it where I rest, or there are many other abandoned structures that are isolated and dry enough."

He knew that they wouldn't stay like this that long, not fully dressed down with weapons as they were. He knew that one of her guns had to be pressing into her uncomfortably, and he was keenly aware of all of the pistols that he carried weighing on him. Still, this was a change and not one that he minded too much either. It reminded him of better times, and he suspected that she too was reminded.

He grunted at the idea of constant rain, but he accepted it as part of the new world. It would be a pain for loading his weapons though, as powder had to be kept dry. He had done it before, and he could do it again. He would find a way, he reflected as he felt her face shift so her breath was running into his dark hood. "Not the best conditions for a Gunner."

He opened his eyes and lifted his head a little to regard her a moment. "You don't rest in the room that they gave you?"

[ she keeps her straight face too, mostly by virtue of being a lot more concerned about someone so young being out in the streets at night than a lack of it being kind of hilarious. ]

I did. And you're going out crime hunting at night?

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