[ this is quite the gender reveal party. honestly mizu get his ass.
anders is, uh, pretty aware of that kind of posture. he's hung out around fenris long enough to know a violently wound string is about to snap. he'll do his best to stay out of swinging range.
`Biggest city in the world is burning to the ground, as a blood sacrifice to your revenge.` Well. it's not like mizu had tried to hide it, the desire for revenge. but that ... is pretty familiar. ]
[he may not be within swinging range, but he is still close enough to have a sword pointed his way when mizu whirls around to face him, sword drawn as a kneejerk reaction.
the memory loops again in the background, painting the maze in bright red and orange hues.]
Anders.
[congratulations, it's a girl! she has complicated feelings about gender and just burned down an entire city in order to get to you. oops. in the background, the maybe daddy of the year says little miss again — and mizu's grip on the sword tightens.]
... If you tell anyone else about what you just heard, I will kill you. And not even the angels will find your body.
[ as always, he mostly just looks kind of offended a sword is being pointed at him instead of scared.
but look, he gets it. no one likes to be outed against their will especially when by your horrible maybe dad who seems exceptionally gross and then another white man dares to stomp his way in and have Opinions about it. ]
I'm not going to tell anyone. Who would I even tell? [ people dont GOSSIP with him. ] That's your business.
though, the near non-reaction does help. mizu huffs, some of that defensiveness seeping away from her posture with how flippant he's being over the whole thing. white men really do just keep happening to mizu, huh.]
[is she going to have to learn how to text for god. help me.]
It's nothing like that. White men, like him, are banned from entering my country. It's been the law for decades now. His presence, and that of his partners, was tolerated only as long as they weren't seen. My very existence as one of their bastards is a threat to their business dealings.
A while now. It has not garnered a response as of yet. But I feel I'm close.
[ in this timeline! anyway. he does not necessarily get this exact type of racism but there's plenty of race allegories to make the context clear enough. mizu is a threat to someone making a profit, and therefore is a large problem. easy to unerstand - there's plenty of bastards in the world. ]
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anders is, uh, pretty aware of that kind of posture. he's hung out around fenris long enough to know a violently wound string is about to snap. he'll do his best to stay out of swinging range.
`Biggest city in the world is burning to the ground, as a blood sacrifice to your revenge.` Well. it's not like mizu had tried to hide it, the desire for revenge. but that ... is pretty familiar. ]
Mizu.
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the memory loops again in the background, painting the maze in bright red and orange hues.]
Anders.
[congratulations, it's a girl! she has complicated feelings about gender and just burned down an entire city in order to get to you. oops. in the background, the maybe daddy of the year says little miss again — and mizu's grip on the sword tightens.]
... If you tell anyone else about what you just heard, I will kill you. And not even the angels will find your body.
[this does not sound like a joke.]
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[ as always, he mostly just looks kind of offended a sword is being pointed at him instead of scared.
but look, he gets it. no one likes to be outed against their will especially when by your horrible maybe dad who seems exceptionally gross and then another white man dares to stomp his way in and have Opinions about it. ]
I'm not going to tell anyone. Who would I even tell? [ people dont GOSSIP with him. ] That's your business.
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[anders... your GOSSIP... this is sad.
though, the near non-reaction does help. mizu huffs, some of that defensiveness seeping away from her posture with how flippant he's being over the whole thing. white men really do just keep happening to mizu, huh.]
Do you swear it?
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in return for her defensiveness slipping off, he'll get less flippant - more solemn. ]
I swear it. [ ... ] And he seemed like a bastard who had it coming.
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He did.
[a sigh, before she slips her sword back in its sheathe. now she's just bitter and mad.]
He should have died with me. But of course, I have no way of confirming that for myself. Not from here.
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[ this is not a joke, by the way. he says this in such a serious way. ]
You wanted revenge for your mother, then?
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[dryly, like she does not see how this could be a serious suggestion.]
... Yes. And for myself. He and his business partners have hunted me down since the day I was born. Now, I'll return the favor.
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[ ITS A SERIOUS SUGGESTION. ]
Why are they hunting you down? Are you owed some inheritance? A title?
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You've done this before?
[is she going to have to learn how to text for god. help me.]
It's nothing like that. White men, like him, are banned from entering my country. It's been the law for decades now. His presence, and that of his partners, was tolerated only as long as they weren't seen. My very existence as one of their bastards is a threat to their business dealings.
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[ in this timeline! anyway. he does not necessarily get this exact type of racism but there's plenty of race allegories to make the context clear enough. mizu is a threat to someone making a profit, and therefore is a large problem. easy to unerstand - there's plenty of bastards in the world. ]
Oh. I see. So you were a mark of shame.
[ that's fine. he was too. actually. have mem. ]
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anders should have blown up the chantry twice, actually.]
... Karl. Did you find him?
[mizu gets the impression this story is not going to have a happy ending either way, though.]
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[ mizu is correct. it does not have a happy ending. ]
Eventually. He was made Tranquil, and used as bait to lure me into a trap in an attempt to capture me.
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I'm sorry, Anders. [man...] Did you kill the ones who used him against you?
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nodding, picking at a few of the feathers on his jacket. ]
Yes. Though perhaps not enough.
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