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Whispers are that the Derrish have misplaced something valuable.
And they're not the only ones who would pay a considerable sum to find it.
Heard anything useful?
And they're not the only ones who would pay a considerable sum to find it.
Heard anything useful?
[There's a black warrant out, and sometimes that means all bets are off.]
heard a lot of things, half the people here wanna go try their luck
but there's always a bastard or two
[She could be using it in the "people are dicks" sense, but what she means is that she heard a rumour about an illegitimate heir.]
heard a lot of things, half the people here wanna go try their luck
but there's always a bastard or two
[She could be using it in the "people are dicks" sense, but what she means is that she heard a rumour about an illegitimate heir.]
Is that what you're feeding everyone?
Poor bastards.
Hopefully they're well hidden. [Wanna tell him where?]
Poor bastards.
Hopefully they're well hidden. [Wanna tell him where?]
you wanna waste your time with that shit?
[If they're illegitimate, she doesn't see the point in bothering with them while a potential real heir is still on the table.
She's assuming that Takasugi is on the same page as her: secure the heir to avoid violence.]
[If they're illegitimate, she doesn't see the point in bothering with them while a potential real heir is still on the table.
She's assuming that Takasugi is on the same page as her: secure the heir to avoid violence.]
[Hah.
He appreciates that.] Being thorough isn't a waste of time.
But without the centerpiece, it's all meaningless.
He appreciates that.] Being thorough isn't a waste of time.
But without the centerpiece, it's all meaningless.
As expected of the nobility - I wonder if they've chosen a name for the child yet. [A little dark humor - don't count your eggs before they hatch, or you might come up one short-]
I'm not sure I know of anyone who won't be blamed, should things come to that. They do like throwing their fits.
I'm not sure I know of anyone who won't be blamed, should things come to that. They do like throwing their fits.
no one gets out of war unscathed
[Not that Takasugi needs the reminder, but Kara's a little on edge.]
might be the time to take a vacation. heard there's some nice hotels on Leith
[Different people are saying different things, but so far that seems to be a consistent thread; the surrogate has been moved to a hotel for safe keeping.]
[Not that Takasugi needs the reminder, but Kara's a little on edge.]
might be the time to take a vacation. heard there's some nice hotels on Leith
[Different people are saying different things, but so far that seems to be a consistent thread; the surrogate has been moved to a hotel for safe keeping.]
And war is everywhere. [He'd take it as a reassurance that everyone would feel the fires of war.
Which is exactly what he intended.]
It'll be difficult to relax among the kindling and tinder. Just one spark and everything could go up in flames.
Best not to linger.
Which is exactly what he intended.]
It'll be difficult to relax among the kindling and tinder. Just one spark and everything could go up in flames.
Best not to linger.
I'm a little upset. We finally get a beautiful woman on the ship and she goes into Yu's room but doesn't even sign the guestbook...
[ ... there's no guestbook, to be fair. ]
[ ... there's no guestbook, to be fair. ]
[ Because all women like being called beautiful? He's a twenty-one year old man so he clearly understands what all women like. Gosh. ]
Depends, did you two enjoy yourselves? :3
[ Same, to be honest. ]
Depends, did you two enjoy yourselves? :3
[ Same, to be honest. ]
Edited (freudian meta slip) 2016-12-31 06:09 (UTC)
You're certainly the kind of person who visits and doesn't sign the guestbook. :(
[ Somehow that..equates...?? He's totally not throwing shade here. Or is he? It's hard enough to tell in person. ]
How'd he sleep?
[ Somehow that..equates...?? He's totally not throwing shade here. Or is he? It's hard enough to tell in person. ]
How'd he sleep?
[ Well, damn. There goes that hope. You're such a spoil sport, Kara. Here he was thinking Yu might've gotten laid. And that would've been good for him -- he doesn't have the obligations of detachment that Lavi does.
But alas. Heavy sigh. Definitely no vague sense of relief mixed into that. Nope. ]
Oh, so nothing happened?
[ Yu doesn't sleep. Blood loss or no. ]
If you come back, I can definitely make something happen for you instead. ;D
[ He can't. See above obligations. ]
But alas. Heavy sigh. Definitely no vague sense of relief mixed into that. Nope. ]
Oh, so nothing happened?
[ Yu doesn't sleep. Blood loss or no. ]
If you come back, I can definitely make something happen for you instead. ;D
[ He can't. See above obligations. ]
he's not my type
[She could've kept up the joke, but there's not much point when all Lavi would have to do is ask Kanda.]
neither are you
[He's too young flutters in the back of her thoughts, unacknowledged, despite the fact she thinks she's only a few years older.]
[She could've kept up the joke, but there's not much point when all Lavi would have to do is ask Kanda.]
neither are you
[He's too young flutters in the back of her thoughts, unacknowledged, despite the fact she thinks she's only a few years older.]
So cold! But it just makes you that much more attractive!
[ But for all the teasing and bluster and oddly mixed emotions about their topic, his thoughts draw to that bandage he'd stripped from Kanda's side, the wound there. It wasn't like Yu to dress his own wounds--hell, it wasn't like him to need it.
That second topic, however, is not one up for discussion with others. ]
Did you happen to have something to do with his bandage then?
[ But for all the teasing and bluster and oddly mixed emotions about their topic, his thoughts draw to that bandage he'd stripped from Kanda's side, the wound there. It wasn't like Yu to dress his own wounds--hell, it wasn't like him to need it.
That second topic, however, is not one up for discussion with others. ]
Did you happen to have something to do with his bandage then?
You don't know the half of it. ;3
[ What's even stranger than pursuing someone or something disinterested? Doing so when you're also disinterested. But it's a necessary lie, a small piece of the veneer of this persona, this "Lavi", and he abides to it without second thought.
In a way, he prefers when women respond like Kara. It makes it that much easier to maintain his distance while facilitating the appearance of someone who wants for otherwise.
But to the second point, divorcing his emotions is a little harder, and he's grateful for their text medium. He doesn't have to hide the small smile that creeps up. Good, he thinks, maybe someone will be there for him when this record is completed then. ]
He destroyed it, but he's getting better anyway.
Thanks for helping him. I'm sure he didn't make it easy. I'm glad someone else can get through to him sometimes.
[ What's even stranger than pursuing someone or something disinterested? Doing so when you're also disinterested. But it's a necessary lie, a small piece of the veneer of this persona, this "Lavi", and he abides to it without second thought.
In a way, he prefers when women respond like Kara. It makes it that much easier to maintain his distance while facilitating the appearance of someone who wants for otherwise.
But to the second point, divorcing his emotions is a little harder, and he's grateful for their text medium. He doesn't have to hide the small smile that creeps up. Good, he thinks, maybe someone will be there for him when this record is completed then. ]
He destroyed it, but he's getting better anyway.
Thanks for helping him. I'm sure he didn't make it easy. I'm glad someone else can get through to him sometimes.
[Playing a role is something she understands a lot more easily, though it's also not something she particularly enjoys even when it's necessary. There are plenty of things she hides, but it's easier to be authentic than to play at being someone else.]
i wasn't gonna take no for an answer. he can't pay me if he's dead
i wasn't gonna take no for an answer. he can't pay me if he's dead
Yeah, but I could have, so I doubt it was as cold cut as you want it to seem.
It's okay. Your secret is safe with me.
[ They're both in the business of keeping those, after all. ]
It's okay. Your secret is safe with me.
[ They're both in the business of keeping those, after all. ]
[The warrant on Zan Nikora drops. And all in all it ought to seem a neat resolution to this little catastrophe. (Too neat, maybe. Pretty strange that a guy who's been quietly living in military retirement on Westerley suddenly decided to spring a bioweapon a whole moon away. Even in the wake of the stunt the True Leithans pulled with the ID thefts, it's a big move for a loose cannon.) But one way or the other, tracking down the man responsible is the best place to start getting answers on the matter. And, given there's yet to be any effective permanent treatments, possibly the best place to start digging up a quicker cure before half the quad goes off its rocker.
Even for a payout, it takes a certain kind of stubborn to white knuckle through the symptoms of impending awful death to work on a solution. But there are those like Jason, durable and dogged enough to grit his teeth and push back the worst of the low-burn of infection and work through the fatigue and the pounding in his head (and the distant dissonant echoes of familiar-unfamiliar voices) to dig for signs of Nikora's movements. He's as careful as he can be, keeps his hood on when he's in the field to filter out the infection in his breath, as if the air in the quarantine zone isn't already thick with it. Cautious enough to keep his contact with people like Kara to channels that wouldn't open her up to infection, herself.
That's assuming, of course, that she's even lucky enough to be unaffected so far. The message pinging in might sound suspiciously like a check-in at first glance.]
Holding up?
[He'd be much obliged if you could remain sane, bud.]
Even for a payout, it takes a certain kind of stubborn to white knuckle through the symptoms of impending awful death to work on a solution. But there are those like Jason, durable and dogged enough to grit his teeth and push back the worst of the low-burn of infection and work through the fatigue and the pounding in his head (and the distant dissonant echoes of familiar-unfamiliar voices) to dig for signs of Nikora's movements. He's as careful as he can be, keeps his hood on when he's in the field to filter out the infection in his breath, as if the air in the quarantine zone isn't already thick with it. Cautious enough to keep his contact with people like Kara to channels that wouldn't open her up to infection, herself.
That's assuming, of course, that she's even lucky enough to be unaffected so far. The message pinging in might sound suspiciously like a check-in at first glance.]
Holding up?
[He'd be much obliged if you could remain sane, bud.]
[It looks suspiciously like a check-in, but Kara is nice enough not to call Jason on it.]
i've got a good immune system
[That's a slight understatement, but she's not about to tell him that her nanos keep her from getting sick.]
not dead yet either?
[She thinks she's funny.]
i've got a good immune system
[That's a slight understatement, but she's not about to tell him that her nanos keep her from getting sick.]
not dead yet either?
[She thinks she's funny.]
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