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interstellar55552016-03-13 07:22 pm
dishevelment) wrote in interstellar55552016-03-13 07:22 pm
Entry tags:
Thistle and Weeds
Who: Cosmic Indulgence, Junkyard Carnival, their friends, and YOU
What: Things have changed in recent weeks, personally and professionally. People need to meet. Things need to be discussed
When: Latter part of March
Where: All around Vista City
Warnings: Carnies, Squalo, etc. Things get wild with these guys.
[Insert your prompts as needed, folks. This is a catch-all for everyone to react!]
What: Things have changed in recent weeks, personally and professionally. People need to meet. Things need to be discussed
When: Latter part of March
Where: All around Vista City
Warnings: Carnies, Squalo, etc. Things get wild with these guys.
[Insert your prompts as needed, folks. This is a catch-all for everyone to react!]
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[She made them all believe it was what they wanted. But they know better now. What they want is not what they'll get.]
Koumei...its a really nice house. I won't be happy with the band if you guys don't visit, you know. Even if I'm not in the penthouse, I'm still a member.
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[He sighed, feeling defeated by the politics of the music industry. Nothing was straightforward, and he hated not knowing what else was out there.]
...Garnet, the penthouse won't be the same without you in it. You're sure you can't fight it?
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She saw what happened to people who fought. What would happen.]
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...You are aware that this is war. Aren't you, Garnet?
[The words were quiet, muffled by the straw in his milkshake that he was currently trying to suck down in an effort to maintain his sanity.]
And some of us are already dead; there's nothing left for us to fear.
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[She shakes her head. Oh god, don't say that, bandmate.]
Don't say that, Koumei. We're still here, aren't we?
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[He was playing Devil's Advocate-- but he wanted to see her reaction.]
I distinctly recall being gutted by a javelin, and now I've the marks to prove it.
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[She shakes her head. Stop, stop, Koumei.]
You'd be out for awhile, but...!
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Maybe in this city, but if my dreams hold any truth? Then That Life doesn't have near the same luxuries. People would die from less every day...and as a general on the losing side of a Civil War, I wouldn't be afforded a Magician's help so easily.
[Koumei levelled his gaze upon Garnet from over his milkshake, his eyes passive and even accepting of his supposed fate.]
Santiago doesn't frighten me, not after witnessing Hell itself.
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[Sorry, she might have just pounded the table a bit.]
All life is sacred. Even yours!
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[Koumei sighed wearily, and reached for one of Garnet's hands with his own. Taking it, he gently pressed it against his chest just under where his heart would be.]
It's embarrassing, but you can look if you want. It's not much different than your Eye Problem, after all.
But please don't get yourself worked up. I plan on making the most of my time, whether it's borrowed or not.
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[Damnit. Why is this happening!?]
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Why would I? There's still things that need to be done-- like make sure you're safe.
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That's my job. I'm supposed to keep you safe.
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[With how fragile Garnet seemed at times with all of the changes that have been happening in recent months, that sounded like something absolutely absurd.]
You-- the both of you-- need to focus on just keeping yourself together. Situations like this aren't beyond my capabilities, I--
[He paused, recalling that one image he had seen while he was on stage, of a vibrant young man demanding to know why it was that he didn't show his feelings to the people he cared about in the present, and why he was waiting for the future.
Taking a deep breath, he continued.]
Garnet. I've been worried about you for months. Please don't try to protect me. I'm more capable than people give me credit for.
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[Wait, what?]
Months? The--why in the world have you been worried about me for so long?
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That...that's a long story. All of it is. You probably have a long story, too. It didn't help that when we found out about...well...I ended up regaining a memory. A bad one. One about what happened to those considered traitors back home. And Steven...
[Her hands might be shaking a little, just talking about it, not even thinking of it.]
Its not a question of being strong or weak. Its a question of doing. Assigning ideals of strength and weakness...it does nothing. Life is sacred and those close to me are those I want to protest most vehemently.
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That was Tiger, he assumed. He knew that there were strange things happening around the boy, but in all honesty he paid little attention to the kids in System Crash. They could be superheroes and he wouldn't have noticed-- he's been too busy building alliances among the adults within Pride.
Koumei reached out to squeeze one of her hands in an attempt to offer some comfort, or something to ground the woman who had become the Voice of Cosmic Indulgence.]
I never said anything about being weak, just that I'm worried that you will let yourself get carried away with things. In terms of capabilities...I might honestly be the weakest one here.
[After all, the core of all of his powers was surrounding that strange Teleportation skill.]
But we're alike in our sentiments. I'd do anything to protect those I care about.
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[She looks down. Her milkshake is going to get warm, isn't it.]
I don't think you're weak. Just a little lazy at times.
[...That might be a joke.]
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There's nothing wrong with laziness. It's part of my charm.
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[Finally, she sips her drink again.]
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I will find a way to keep you safe, even with things as they are right now. It's the least I can do to thank you.