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faterecanted) wrote2011-09-14 02:53 pm
faterecanted) wrote2011-09-14 02:53 pm
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[It's been a few days since Van arrived, under less than ideal circumstances. During that time, he felt it was probably wisest to remain incommunicado. The easiest way to assure the others from Auldrant that he was doing nothing threatening was to appear to be doing nothing threatening; and he wasn't... strictly speaking. For the most part, all he'd done was study Ms. Sage's guide -- no, memorized it. He'll have to thank her, if they ever meet. She provided him with so much valuable information; including a list of exploitable thugs.
Someone should really do something about that.
But as enlightening as Ms. Sage's writings are, man cannot live on words alone. The supplies he gathered after leaving Asch and Luke's building (...and later returning to it) were starting to run out. He wasn't particularly thrilled with the clothes he'd grabbed, either. He'd rather not wear his Oracle uniform all the time, and the rest were a bit... lacking. He'd like to think he was a striking, well-dressed man; and appearances were so important to a favorable first impression. He'd get to that later in the day. And then the library, perhaps. It was always an advantage to have more information. His first stop, though, was something he could no longer put off: the medical facilities in the battle dome. He'd have to hope he could find what he needed there.
Despite his long list of errands (and the vague concern that he'll run into people he knows and would rather not deal with yet), he'll be perfectly willing to exchange a few words with anyone else out and about. In fact, he'll make sure to at least make eye contact and give a polite nod to every person he sees. The charisma is turned up to 11 today.]
Dist: Something to discuss with you. CH#7. Tonight.
(TL;DR: Meet him in the library, the clothing shops, the battle dome, on the street... And fill this out if you would, plz)
Someone should really do something about that.
But as enlightening as Ms. Sage's writings are, man cannot live on words alone. The supplies he gathered after leaving Asch and Luke's building (...and later returning to it) were starting to run out. He wasn't particularly thrilled with the clothes he'd grabbed, either. He'd rather not wear his Oracle uniform all the time, and the rest were a bit... lacking. He'd like to think he was a striking, well-dressed man; and appearances were so important to a favorable first impression. He'd get to that later in the day. And then the library, perhaps. It was always an advantage to have more information. His first stop, though, was something he could no longer put off: the medical facilities in the battle dome. He'd have to hope he could find what he needed there.
Despite his long list of errands (and the vague concern that he'll run into people he knows and would rather not deal with yet), he'll be perfectly willing to exchange a few words with anyone else out and about. In fact, he'll make sure to at least make eye contact and give a polite nod to every person he sees. The charisma is turned up to 11 today.]
Dist: Something to discuss with you. CH#7. Tonight.
(TL;DR: Meet him in the library, the clothing shops, the battle dome, on the street... And fill this out if you would, plz)
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[Ion hadn't been lying. Van is here. Van is here.]
[And she doesn't have Tokunaga.]
[Shit.]
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He knows she's there. However, he has decided on a firm policy of Not Starting Anything (Yet). So he does nothing except, after taking a moment to savor the tension, look up from the shirt he is considering (which is, for the record, a lovely shade of blue to complement his eyes).]
It's impolite to stare, Sergeant.
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[But wait. Why isn't Van isn't pulling his sword out and giving her an extremely bloody death? Well, Ion had said Asch told him Van wasn't a threat. Besides, this world didn't have the Score, did it? Van had no reason to try kill everyone here.]
[Hopefully.]
Commandant...What are you doing here?
[While she would like to attack right now and end this threat, she knows she doesn't stand a chance against Van alone, even if she had Tokunaga.]
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Finding a new shirt. [And playing mindgames with little pigtailed sneaks.]
There's no call for an interrogation. Why don't you run along and find your toy?
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I know where Tokunaga is! [At home. Trying to recover from a botched sewing job. Oopsies.] I don't need you telling me what to do!
[She abruptly falls silent. Come to think of it, this is the first time she's had a (sort of) civil, one-to-one conversation with the Commandant. What could she say? "I'm going to kill you for hurting Ion" sounded a bit direct...]
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While she ponders that, he's going to brush right past her, completely unconcerned. Don't just stand there, Anise. You're blocking the racks.]
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Why did you do it? You've hurt so many people. Don't you care about that at all? [Her mood shifts from angry to lost.] How can the Score be important enough to hurt and kill so many people for?
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He lowers himself to one knee so he can stare her in the eyes. Largely because he doesn't want a crick in his neck from looking down that long. But still.]
You could ask Mohs the same; or Ingobert, or the previous Emperor. How many do you think they'd be willing to abandon, simply because the Score demanded it? Call me a monster if you wish; but don't make the mistake of thinking I'm alone in that regard.
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I...[Mohs had been willing to sacrifice both armies as long as he got the war started, Ingobert had sent Luke to die, and the Emperor had killed his own people.] That still doesn't make you right! And they've paid for their cri-- [She stops abruptly. Out of them all, only Mohs had suffered any consequences for his actions. Why? Why hadn't the royalty been held accountable?]
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He frowns at her question; as though he, of all people, wouldn't know the nature of the Score.] If you're right, but I succeed, something is still gained; but if I'm right, and I fail...
That's not something I'm willing to risk.
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The world will be free; not only from the Score, but from the temptation of it. The cost will be great... but the Score would throw away many more lives than me. There is a limit on my monstrosity. The same can't be said for everyone else.
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unexpected delay was unexpected
I am not trying to do anything, other than find new clothes. Luceti is full of people who have never heard of the Score. I'm going to see how they live.
it's fine! :|b
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From the mouths of children...] It's claimed the dead return here. Unpleasant for everyone involved, don't you agree?
[So don't get any ideas, brat. There's no getting rid of him that way.]
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I don't kill for the fun of it, Tatlin. Death here wouldn't remove any problems. It isn't an option.
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...]
If you insist on staring, I'm going to insist you make yourself useful. [So get out of here, kid.]
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