... I'm more convinced of outside interference. For now. The inane complexity of putting us through this program despite having decided to get rid of us already is stupid. Just wipe us off the map, as you say, and be done with it if that's their intention.
[but, also? raises an eyebrow at him, with that last bit.]
The three of you, huh. Are we bonded for life now?
Also meets his raised brow with an equally raised brow.]
How could we be? We're dead. [haha. But he shrugs.] Can't hurt to have a couple people in your corner, can it? Though I get it. You may have gotten cat ears back then, but we all know you're a lone wolf.
You just don't have to be. Not 100% of the time, at least, and not when the shit hits the fan. Offer's open.
Ought I chop off the last half of that and take it as a "No"?
[But what did he expect? This one's a tough nut. And a bit of a delusional one too. He was lucid enough for three seconds on arrival, just enough to see him haul after Claude and Taair in their mara-struck forms while spewing blood like a lawn sprinkler.
Richie pulls a drag on the smoke and blows the grey wisps out in a thin stream, shrugging easy. It's no skin off his back, but still. In spite of it all he's got a spot of affection for the guy — a wary, distanced one, but an investment nonetheless. Same as the rest of the crew. If they aren't going into this at least somewhat together, what are the odds they're going to beat what's coming?]
If it please you, Mizu. Just think on it a while. Two heads are better than one.
Richie smiles, small and humble for once. Whether Mizu would actually follow through is one thing, but he'll have mercy tonight. He knows he wears on his patience, and they've had enough tribulation for one weekend.]
Fair enough. [he tips the cigarette in a casual, one-handed salute and makes to turn away.] Take it easy, Mizu. We're knee deep in it now, and who knows what's waiting for us around the bend?
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[his midtrial was interrupted and for WHAT.]
... I'm more convinced of outside interference. For now. The inane complexity of putting us through this program despite having decided to get rid of us already is stupid. Just wipe us off the map, as you say, and be done with it if that's their intention.
[but, also? raises an eyebrow at him, with that last bit.]
The three of you, huh. Are we bonded for life now?
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[Since they all saw eight and nine this weekend.
Also meets his raised brow with an equally raised brow.]
How could we be? We're dead. [haha. But he shrugs.] Can't hurt to have a couple people in your corner, can it? Though I get it. You may have gotten cat ears back then, but we all know you're a lone wolf.
You just don't have to be. Not 100% of the time, at least, and not when the shit hits the fan. Offer's open.
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Hm. [we're back to one word answers...] Noted.
[mizu stop trying to tackle things solo challenge.]
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[But what did he expect? This one's a tough nut. And a bit of a delusional one too. He was lucid enough for three seconds on arrival, just enough to see him haul after Claude and Taair in their mara-struck forms while spewing blood like a lawn sprinkler.
Richie pulls a drag on the smoke and blows the grey wisps out in a thin stream, shrugging easy. It's no skin off his back, but still. In spite of it all he's got a spot of affection for the guy — a wary, distanced one, but an investment nonetheless. Same as the rest of the crew. If they aren't going into this at least somewhat together, what are the odds they're going to beat what's coming?]
If it please you, Mizu. Just think on it a while. Two heads are better than one.
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Fine. I'll think about it.
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Richie smiles, small and humble for once. Whether Mizu would actually follow through is one thing, but he'll have mercy tonight. He knows he wears on his patience, and they've had enough tribulation for one weekend.]
Fair enough. [he tips the cigarette in a casual, one-handed salute and makes to turn away.] Take it easy, Mizu. We're knee deep in it now, and who knows what's waiting for us around the bend?
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goodbye, richie. mizu doesn't say anything else, simply rolling that one surviving eye at his back. begone.]