[she's - somber, maybe? she's not a hard person to read in general, so it's easy to see. the kind of tired that comes from someone who found out revenge really didn't do it for her at all.]
Yeah, I put an axe through his skull right before I got here. [for the first part.
and then:]
It's a little like you, actually. Not you, but you said there was an operation, and it'd benefit you if you survived it. [she gestures.] Same. You put a Soul Coin in there and I can rip a score of demons in half with my bare hands.
[ she does read like an open book. boothill nods at her initial answer, but he hones in his focus on her and her body language. it's his turn to switch his hands—to hold hers in one and snake his other arm around her, if she's comfortable with it. he rests his hand in the middle of her back. his thumb gently passes over her knuckle.
just two friends being pals by the pyre!! ]
They wanted a soldier themselves. [ that's what it sounds like. ]
he moves, and she eases into it easy. ten years of never being touched, never being able to be touched because she ran so hot. she holds onto his hand and eases against his side. relaxes, even, eyes closed briefly.]
A frontliner, yeah. Someone to fight their war for them.
she's tall—a head taller than him, but he's a solid support against her weight. she likely leans her head over his and he tilts his head to meet it. at least his hair is soft. the hand at her back gives it a gentle, circular rub before it falls around her waist. ]
[his hair is soft, and he's a little cold - it continues to be a relief. when his arm settles around her waist, she carefully slides her own around his in return. maybe she's taller, but it's nice, to fit neatly.]
No idea. [snort.] Territory? Power struggle, maybe. I don't think any of them knew. Fucking pointless.
But the people aren't. Every single one of you is worth knowing. I get to be here, I get to laugh and make jokes and fuck around with people, I get to break bread with strangers and make friends out of 'em. I don't know how I couldn't love it.
Ain't surprised. All of us come from other corners of the universe, where we come from. Barely met up 'fore we got here. Caelus don't seem to remember that part.
They're both celebrities where I come from. Caelus may not act like it, but he and his crew were off defusin' calamities on other planets. Miss Robin's a mighty fine singer of cosmic fame.
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What kinda deal we talkin'?
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But - yeah. He sold me out for money. He needed cashflow, the devils needed someone for this.
[taps the engine in her chest.]
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First off, you said "was." Past tense. That son of a nice lady better hope he's already dead.
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Anyway. They needed someone alive carryin' it? What's this for anyhow?
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Yeah, I put an axe through his skull right before I got here. [for the first part.
and then:]
It's a little like you, actually. Not you, but you said there was an operation, and it'd benefit you if you survived it. [she gestures.] Same. You put a Soul Coin in there and I can rip a score of demons in half with my bare hands.
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just two friends being pals by the pyre!! ]
They wanted a soldier themselves. [ that's what it sounds like. ]
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he moves, and she eases into it easy. ten years of never being touched, never being able to be touched because she ran so hot. she holds onto his hand and eases against his side. relaxes, even, eyes closed briefly.]
A frontliner, yeah. Someone to fight their war for them.
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she's tall—a head taller than him, but he's a solid support against her weight. she likely leans her head over his and he tilts his head to meet it. at least his hair is soft. the hand at her back gives it a gentle, circular rub before it falls around her waist. ]
'Gainst those demons, you said. What for, anyway?
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No idea. [snort.] Territory? Power struggle, maybe. I don't think any of them knew. Fucking pointless.
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[she confirms, her grip tightening on him just a little.]
The first thing I did when I was out was lay in a patch of grass.
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I can't even imagine. Musta' been like heaven on earth for ya'.
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Understatement, even. [she says, finally.] This is good too, though. I like this.
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You can't be serious. Kidnapped to live in a dump like this, with all this goat cult mumbo-jumbo, screamin' bibles 'n leeches 'n whatnot.
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But the people aren't. Every single one of you is worth knowing. I get to be here, I get to laugh and make jokes and fuck around with people, I get to break bread with strangers and make friends out of 'em. I don't know how I couldn't love it.
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That optimism a'yours... Yeah. You are right about that. [ says it about karma too ig. ] Got yer boys here with ya too.
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Yeah. It's good and bad. I'm terrified something's going to happen to them, but I get to have them close. That's something.
... You know anybody from home here?
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Huh. I wouldn't have guessed, somehow.
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They're both celebrities where I come from. Caelus may not act like it, but he and his crew were off defusin' calamities on other planets. Miss Robin's a mighty fine singer of cosmic fame.
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I keep meaning to ask Robin to sing something for me but it hasn't been a good time. You ever heard her?
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[ he elbows her gently. ]
Ask for a listen. If she needs some accompaniment, I got some skill on the guitar.
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I'd love that, actually. Can't play an instrument worth a damn, but I can hum along.
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You like music, huh?
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