✎24. [fourth wall to your heart's content]

[tartaned]

Well, once I decided I was quite done with forgetting everything, the memories seemed to return rather more quickly. Though of course I can't be sure I've all of them back - that's the trick of it, you know.

Some's a good sight better than none, however.

Now, exactly what is going on here? I've barely returned and already there's chaos? Not a

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Okay, he was gonna be a troll, but then Michael broke him. :| GOOD JOB.

[painhumbles]

I see you've figured out what all that static's about. Jesus. Really?

[HE COULD'VE HANDLED JESUS. WHY DID HE GET FRIGGIN' MICHAEL?]

HEY HE HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT XD

[tartaned]

Really. I think I'm ready for it to be over with already, frankly.

OH HE KNOWS. He just... Sucks at going "MY LIFE IS PAIN. FIX IT."

[painhumbles]

You and me both, bro.

[PRIVATE]

I got Michael. Yeah. That one.

AZ WANTS TO FIX IT :( also [private]

[tartaned]

You -- oh, dear me.

Are you alright?

[Private] AZ IS THE ONLY PERSON HE'D LET FIX IT... If he weren't being stubborn. :(

[painhumbles]

Yes.

Okay. No. I'm not. I just got my ass ripped into publicly by the brother I haven't spoken to in two thousand years. Half the Barge knows my shame right now and I'm not okay with that. I'm pretty much the opposite of "all right."

I'll be okay, though. Promise.

[Private] bawwww such bros

[tartaned]

I'm not entirely sure what to say. You know I think the whole lot is insufferable on general principle.

At least he isn't a permanent addition to the ship?

[Private]

[painhumbles]

I think they're all dicks, but they're my brothers, Az, and Dad help me, I love 'em. And, of course, they're right about me.

It wouldn't've mattered. He was ten seconds away from dragging me off, kicking and screaming. Heck, he probably could've pulled it off, but look on the bright side? He can't get at me anymore.

[He's just... So bitter and lifeless right now. It's both Michael and the fact that EVERYONE SAW THAT.]

Don't worry about it. Okay? It'll pass.

[Private]

[tartaned]

You needn't impress your capability upon me; I'm well aware that you can handle whatever arises. But that doesn't stop the whole thing from being deeply troubling.

Besides, I rather think being here, trying to save a lost soul, is more angelic than perpetuating war on Earth. Not that that view was popular at home for me, either.

[Private]

[painhumbles]

You'd think that. 'Course, it's not so much my retirement plan as why I retired that's got their feathers ruffled.

[Private]

[tartaned]

Well, I'm not particularly sympathetic to their plight, though of course that's awful of me.

And, at the end of the day, you are here, and not there. Yesterday was strange by all accounts; I wouldn't expect him to show up again. If he does, I'm not sure what one lone Principality can do, but you know I'm on your side.

[Private]

[painhumbles]

Thanks, Az.

And heck, if one lowly mortal can stand up to his ass and walk away from it, I'm sure you'd do just fine.

[Private]

[tartaned]

Someone stood up to him? On your behalf?

[Private]

[painhumbles]

Go figure, huh?

[Private]

[tartaned]

...And they're alright?

Who was this?

[Private]

[painhumbles]

She's fiiine. Her faith in the Divine might be a little borked, but she got out of it okay.

Her name's Murphy. Karrin Murphy. She just got here a week ago. Heckuva first week, if you ask me.

[Private]

[tartaned]

She'll just have to have faith in something different.

I should likely meet her, then, if she's willing to stand up to Michael. You do tend to collect the outspoken women, don't you?