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-Lucius waves cheerily to Guillaume and Ever.-
Lucius: Hello again, guy whose name I know but can't pronounce. And hi, Ever! Gotta say, you did sound a little out of it over the phone. Not that I can blame you, really.
-He moves to take a step forward, then stops.-
Lucius: ...Okay, just to confirm, you're letting me come and go as I please? Sorry to have to ask, but I'm new to this stuff and don't want my remaining limbs to blow off the second I step over the threshold.
Edited by Herbert40k on Sep 13th 2018 at 1:24:22 PM
Ever: Well, multiple broken ribs does tend to put a damper on one's month.
Guillaume: Lucius, you're among friends here. Nobody's going to blow your limbs off.
-they wiggle their arm-
All limbs intact.
...Well, not all. Which I suppose is what you're here about?
Mezzo: Bleed, you filth!
-Mezzo is currently playing that game again; her character has just called down a storm of arrows from the sky on a flock of Murkrow-
Mezzo: Darkness awaits you!
-more Murkrow try to ambush her, and she responds by whirling around, firing bolts from her dual crossbows like machine guns-
Mezzo: Ahahahahahaha! Take that you scum!
Pianis: Piano, are you okay?
Mezzo: I'm fine, I'm just really enjoying this. I needed to blow off some steam.
-a flies in, and Mezzo shoots it with an arrow that explodes into a burst of grenades-
Mezzo: Want to trap me in a nightmare, huh? I'm what nightmares fear!
Pianis: Okay... I think I'm just gonna leave you by yourself for now. And possibly take cover.
Mezzo: You do that, I'm gonna keep slaughtering stuff.
Lucius: Oh yeah, broken bones suck. Especially when you don't have as many of them to break anymore.
-He waves his empty sleeve in solidarity with Ever.-
Lucius: But yeah, that was basically what I wanted to talk about. Not that I'm not thrilled to be here, but I think I'm getting more and more comfortable with the idea of a prosthetic? One that won't reduce my stump to a burnt Torchic nugget, of course.
Ever: Yeah, that'd be rough.
Guillaume: Fae do burn so easily.
Ever: And Lucius already combusts in the sun.
I mean, my prosthetic's pretty not bad. Feels pretty much like an arm when it's on.
It'll be even more realistic for you, since it'll also ignite when it touches metal. Which is why I'm not wearing it at the moment.
Lucius: Hey, I- okay, no, I can't pretend to get offended by the truth. Some things I just have to learn how to accept, like the fact that even Factor 50 won't save me here.
-He shakes his head, then blinks at Ever.-
Lucius: I, uh... okay, not gonna lie, that sounds pretty concerning. Like, I've been on fire before. Most of me has been on fire before, and I can't say I'd volunteer for a repeat experience, not even if it got me two sets of thumbs.
-A Bisharp pokes his head out from somewhere around the corridor.-
Falchion: <...Sets of thumbs?>
Lucius: Look, Falchion, do you really expect me to think about what I say before I say it?
Lucius: Then I guess we're just going to have to agree to disagree.
Ever: If you had sets of thumbs, you'd be the six-fingered man. And if you were the six-fingered man, some dashing [European] would need to rescue their clever friend from a sticky situation to go kill you.
...But instead, here we all are.
-Guillaume raises an eyebrow at Ever-
Lucius: Right, yeah. Thankfully, I was on the receiving end of a machine meant to suck the life out of a person, and I had to rely on dashing [Europeans] - well, a dashing [Irish] girl and a man from all over the place - to rescue me. So that allegory falls flat. Thank goodness for that, huh?
-He chuckles, and steps through into the apartment, looking around.-
Lucius: Oh, hey, could I get a drink? I dunno what it is, but teleportation always leaves me really thirsty for some reason.
-Falchion just hovers behind him, having long since learnt that saying anything in these scenarios only tends to make them worse.-
Ever: ...Thank goodness, yes.
-they roll their eyes-
Guillaume: Well, uh. That sounds...awful.
...I'll grab you a lemonade.
-he goes to do so-
Ever: Nice to see you again.
The door opens, a familiar Unovan in a gray jacket wandering in. “I never really used this place,” he considered as he placed a hand above his backpack and illusioned out some paper and pen.
He may have been noticed, but he didn’t notice anyone else as he mulled over how to use the place.
Lucius: Yeah. Nice to see you again too. It's been a while.
-He tries to lean against a sculpture with his one good arm, only to find it can't quite support his weight, so he instead just stands awkwardly in place.-
Lucius: ...You sure you're okay? You seem kinda on edge right now, and since you're the kinda person I'd describe as "talkatively terse" at the best of times, it stands out when you're even more on edge than that. ...If that makes sense.
-As Colton steps through into the module, Lissa starts in surprise, then freezes in place as though trying to remain beneath notice. Cait, however, has no such concerns, and falls on Colton's back clawing at his backpack.-
Cait: <Hey, you got any more of those bean things in there? I was really enjoying those before I got dragged off last time!>
About a dozen beans fly at Cait’s face while Colton steps onto the holodeck, spontaneously generating a hard light baseball bat and punching bag. He discards his backpack from the designated platform as a timer begins.
He quickly grabs the bat and throws it at the bag before extending his Night Slash Claws to keep the bag from going further, then jumping after bag, grabbing the ricocheting bat and grabbing it so the falling bat damaged it before he slamming it down to the ground with his Assurance Palm. He kept up the cycle of jump-grab-drop-slam as the timer ticked down.
When the timer reached 1, he reached for the bat and slammed it into the bag with everything he had. It instantly vanished, but a distance display materialized and kept rising.
There’s time enough for conversation.
Kai: Ah, we agreed to keep my involvement low, yes? So I'm afraid I can't take any more credit for a success than anyone else.
-They take their hand away, smiling.-
Kai: You seem like you'd prefer the glory anyway. Whatever happens.
-She finally pulls herself to a sitting position.-
"I guess there's serious discussion to be had."
Ever: I'm...not great, I'll admit. I came closer to death than I usually do. Had some unpleasant conversations. Had some truly stupendous fuckups. And...now I'm here. And I imagine I'll be here for a while. I'm...feeling like I might not go back.
Skye: Yeah. Definitely.
Skye: Okay so like, we literally only just met you last night. That's the big thing that needs to be brought up, and it was a nice night, but like, not exactly grounds for anything else yet? That's gonna seriously take some time if that was on your mind.
-Whatever edge was showing through in Kahlia's smirk vanishes, replaced by a slight redness in her cheeks.-
Kahlia: Yeah, you're right. Here I am, wanting my alter ego and all her infamous deeds up in lights, and then you come along and read me like a book and I start getting all self-conscious about the whole thing.
-She giggles for the first time in the whole conversation.-
Kahlia: I just hope this is all worth it~
-Lucius's expression collapses into a frown of concern.-
Lucius: Wait, what? No. You can't just drop that sort of shit on me like that. Like... I get that I'm not the kind of person you want to go back to, but there are still plenty of others who really care about you. There's always someone you can go back to no matter how stupendous your fuckups were. Trust me, I know.
-He glances down.-
Lucius: And I... you took me back, even after all the shit I said and did to you while I was with Iron. I owe you for that, y'know?
Cait: <Hang on, wha->
-She's cut off as one of the Poke Beans beans her in the face. Meanwhile, there's definitely time enough for a conversation, but Lissa is non-responsive - up until the last bout, where she leaps forward with a quarterstaff and hits the bag from the other side. The opposing impact of Colton's final strike knocks her on her ass, but she quickly springs to her feet, a grin spread across her face.-
Lissa: So, you wanna dance, huh?
Edited by Herbert40k on Sep 13th 2018 at 4:01:35 PM
Isbrand: "Obviously. Just wanted to make sure we were on the same page."
D.C., responsible for the beans hitting Cait in the face, poked his head out to laugh at the fruits of his labor before Lissa interfered with Colton’s “training”.
The Expert Belt went from his eyes to his forehead almost instantly. He returned as Colton sheathed his Night Slash Claws and casually hid his hands behind his back. “Well then, whenever you’re ready,” he yawned.
-Lissa grins at Colton.-
Lissa: Oh, I'm ready. Cait, Faint Attack!
Cait: <Ugh... gotcha, lassie!>
-She groggily gets to her feet and tries to dart at D.C. while his head is still poking out of the backpack, whereas Lissa goes for a more direct approach, trying to catch Colton between the ribs with a quick thrust of her quarterstaff.-
Kai: ...You know... it doesn't necessarily have to be infamous deeds, for you to get that same rush of fame and notoriety. Like, we've already agreed to this particular job, but what if it doesn't have to be this sort of work in the future? You could be on the other side of the story.
-They offer a slightly more sincere smile.-
Kai: I know one old hero has gotten some successors lately. Maybe you could make your mark with them. If not now, then later down the line, you know?
Skye: Right, cool. Yeah.
-Isbrand stares at the floor for a solid minute.-
Lucario leaps out of the backpack, taking the Faint Attack in the process, but managing to fire off an Aura Sphere at Cait.
Meanwhile, Colton, with barely any hesitation, attempts to grab the quarterstaff out of the way and tug Lissa in while using the other hand to Sucker Punch her across the face.
Kyurem damn it you useless twink not that the validation isn't nice but take a hint...
Maybe I can use this...
Just gotta figure out how to...
-they smile thinly as Guillaume re-enters the room, handing Lucius the lemonade-
Ever: (to Lucius) Hey, rule #1 of being fae, be careful about saying things like that. It can get you into all kinds of messes.
-Guillaume glances at Ever rather suddenly-
Come on come on take the bait—
Guillaume: Don't think so hard. Relax, you're on vacation.
Ta k e t h e b a
Ever: Thanks. That means a lot to me. Really, it does.
-they smile again, more earnestly if a little sadly-
I'll do my best to keep it in mind.
What was I...
Edited by memyselfandI2 on Sep 13th 2018 at 8:20:36 AM
-Kahlia smiles at Kai. Unlike previously, there's no mischief or malice behind it, and if anything it seems to be twinged with a slight sadness.-
Kahlia: ...It's not always that simple. Some of us have debts to pay off, and if this is the kinda reputation I have to make for myself in the process, might as well own it, y'know?
-She stands up, placing a ridiculously thick wad of bills down on the table.-
Kahlia: Here. Like I said, dinner's on me. Costume's yours to keep too. I am looking forward to seeing you wear it, but honestly, I would like to do this again. Y'know, when neither of us have anything hanging over us, and we can just... hang out.
-She hovers awkwardly for a moment, as if trying to figure out some suave one-liner to end the conversation on, but eventually gives up.-
Kahlia: I'll see you later, hopefully.
-And with that, she exits.-
-Lucius takes the can of lemonade from Guilluame, but the frown of concern doesn't fade from his face as he continues to address Ever.-
Lucius: Yeah, I know it could land me in one hell of a mess. Trust me, there's a reason I'm saying it to you.
-He looks over at Guilluame.-
Lucius: Look, I know this is technically a vacation, but really, I think they need a reminder that there's a lot of people out there who want to see them come back eventually. What kind of vacation is it if you just spend it locked in your room for two weeks anyway? You should at least try to walk along some nice beaches, visit some good cocktail bars, and get off with somebody. Let's make an evening out of this, huh?
-Cait is slammed into the wall by the Aura Sphere, and being relatively inexperienced, is slow to recover. At the same time, Colton succeeds in pulling Lissa in close and knocking her to the ground with a Sucker Punch, but she tries to kick his ankles out as she falls, bringing him down with her.-
Edited by Herbert40k on Sep 13th 2018 at 4:37:13 PM
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