Eheheh, well of course, dear, especially Heaney's translation. I mean, Jesus Christ, what he did with that—... Oh, but that's also an English-only work. Forgive my cultural chauvinism.
(Does his best to express this feeling mentally, though it's like, the psychic equivalent of an old dude gesturing vaguely at you.)
(Sips his drink again.)
(Gertrude just barely manages to clear the area before—)
SHHHHHPOWWWW!
(She can feel the white heat of the massive, powerful energy weapon on her back. Where she and the other girl stood just seconds ago is now an enormous, flaming crater.)
(The great beast warbles in a way that almost sounds like a sinister chuckle.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Gracia perks up at the noise, walking out to investigate-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...Oh! Hah, well there you go, it was so good they double-translated it.
(Smiles smugly. wtf kinda Servant even knows about Heaney)
(The gigantic goddamn thing in the sky
continues to hover there, its eye swivelling to look at the tiny ground-dwellers investigating it.)
(The cripple girl peeps her head outta the bushes and looks at Gert, then at the awful thing, looking equal parts pissed and terrified.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Gert-
-Gert in danger-
-Gracia goes to Gert's side, protectively-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Oh, that's what you're doing.
You think you can be louder than me, huh!? Fuck you!
-starts strumming on a guitar, its not plugged into an amp, but somehow its loud enough that you can feel it-
-Gracia, why is Fen dressed like a certain somone?-
edited 19th Feb '16 8:15:01 PM by Azure
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850(Miyu.) Seamus Heaney, to be completely precise. He was an Irish poet and a highly skilled translator of many classic works... Shit, you know, I ought to see if that bookshelf has any of his original works. If you're even remotely into literature, you'd do well to read up on him.
(Nomura.) ...Hm? Oh, ah... Nothing, really, my gaze probably just lingered a hair too long. Sorry for the confusion.
(The young lady
scowls at the punk-ass and her strummings.)
No, you fool! You're just going to make it—
(OH SHIT IT IS CHARGING UP ANOTHER BEAM AND AIMING FOR YOU, GURL W/GEETAR)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-She stares, puzzled-
-Then she hugs Gert protectively, trying to shield her-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-sorry box, forgot to reply to silver-
also, regardless of personality they are devestatingly effective team