scornful: THIS HAS BEEN A BAD WEEK. (PREFERRING TO COMMUNICATE BY FAX ONLY.)
Catsovi e Viciro ([personal profile] scornful) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-08-21 02:55 pm
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Date & Time: The Children's Crusades, 1212 [07/28-07/30, Exsilium Time]
Location: San Pietro Island off Sardinia
Characters: Catsovi e Viciro ([personal profile] scornful), Syllona ([personal profile] lexiconning)
Summary: *GERARD WAY VOICE* or more helpfully, mission
Warnings: WE ARE ROLLING IN THE BLOOD OF DEAD CHILDREN, MANY, MANY OF THEM



[ arrival ]
[ crash ]
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lexiconning: (the consequence of sounds)

[personal profile] lexiconning 2013-09-07 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Mountains. Was it...cold? [ She rubs an eye, head tilted just a notch, watching him. ]

I can't imagine it. It was probably nicer than sand and rocks, I bet. Even the temples were scorching on bad days.
scornful: THIS HAS BEEN A BAD WEEK. (OVER AND OVER)

[personal profile] scornful 2013-09-09 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Relatively. In some parts. Not where I lived.

[ To be honest, Cat doesn't remember much about his homeland. It was so very long ago, and he hadn't been attached to the place, as Cat wasn't one to get attached to any place. Or anything, or anyone. Pride aside.

He reaches up, flicks some damp hair out of his eyes. Ugh. ]

And you like that better than this?
lexiconning: but there ain't no knob (and I'd like to turn em down)

[personal profile] lexiconning 2013-09-12 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ She thinks that one over. Right now, it's not really weather that comes to mind so much as... a different bloodbath entirely. And with that are the differences between then and now, namely her participation in this.

Thankfully, blessedly, she just doesn't have the energy to entertain the thought for long.

Her brows furrow, and she mutters, numbly.]

I don't know. I guess it doesn't really matter.
scornful: THIS HAS BEEN A BAD WEEK. (THE OFFICE.)

[personal profile] scornful 2013-10-01 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
No. [ Cat says this affably, without hesitation. ] It doesn't. Your world is very far away from here.

[ Then he brightens up again as he turns towards the captain. ]

But all worlds will meet in death, I suppose!
lexiconning: and a cliche in our time (Default)

[personal profile] lexiconning 2013-10-02 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
That's really morbid.[ Her attention flicks once between Cat and the captain. ]

...Are we close?
scornful: CONSTANTLY RETURNS TO ME (ISOLATED FARMHOUSE)

[personal profile] scornful 2013-10-06 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Cat just throws his head back and laughs. Morbid. Right.

But he cuts himself off at the last question and straightens up to look into the distance, raising a hand as if to shield his blind eyes from the sunless sky. His expression is dead serious for a moment -- before he smiles again. ]

I don't know. You tell us, captain.

[ The captain mumbles something, sullen and defeated. Catsovi slowly turns his empty gaze on the man, his expression unchanged.

The captain repeats his answer, louder, clearer. 'Yes.' Cat gives a small shrug. ]

And there you have it. Which means... ah... I assume the Initiative will be pulling is back before we go down with the ship.
lexiconning: (the consequence of sounds)

[personal profile] lexiconning 2013-10-08 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ She squints at him, at his laughter and that sighted gesture, Syllona doesn't comment on it though.

Like before, she avoids looking at the captain, finding a particular knot in the plank floor to stare at. Glare at. ]

They had better. I mean... you don't think they'd betray us, right?
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