LET THE FAIL BEGIN [open]

[noturbitchkthx]

Characters: Jabu, Date, and any member of the Firetruck who want to watch two way-too-similar people kill each other.
Content: Date has called Jabu out. PAY ATTENTION. THIS IS HOW VIOLENT PEOPLE BOND.
Setting: The deck of the Fiertia
Time: Shortly before leaving for Tulgim
Warnings: Violence. Fail. More violence. People with dirty mouths. :D

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Lookie Loo thread

[passionforflame]

Wolfram had been up on deck polishing his sword when the commotion started. Having always been one drawn to sparring of any kind, Wolfram couldn't help but step over to watch. It was fascinating to him the things men would fight over and he always watched with a keen interest, keeping tabs in his head of who he thought would win.

/slips in

[onlyluminous]

Uni had been dividing her free time between sleep and thought lately; with the new doctor having been fully updated on the current situation, her constant vigilance in the infirmary was no longer required. Rest was unfamiliar but not unwelcome.

Still, as soon as she found that Jabu and the newcomer were sparring, she shook herself out of her stasis. That she would need to watch was a given: if not only because of the likelihood of injury, because of the duty that kept her here. The only question that remained was how.

Stepping up onto the deck with her coat and the light fabric of her dress billowing around her, Uni sighted the small group clustered as if to watch the fight, hearing the tail end of Shion's question. Ah -- it wouldn't be a good idea to risk such a wager, so instead of approaching them she instead allowed her steps to take her to another person who seemed to be spectating. Uni settled herself on a bench a few paces away from the young man, nodding politely to him as she took her seat.

Re: /slips in

[passionforflame]

It took Wolfram a moment to take notice of the woman's presence, having been nearly entranced by the commotion. Unsure quite how to respond to her nod, Wolfram just gave a half-smile and a quick jerk of his head.

"Fight...," he mumbled dumbly, not sure if she was looking to talk or just wanted a good view of the spectacle.

/mind if I join you two?

[hadesandback]

Oh, there was no way in the world Meg was missing this. One arrogant, muscle-bound asshole was going to get his ass handed to him. (Granted, one of them would walk away with his ego even more inflated than usual, but that didn't mean it wouldn't be fun to watch.) She would have joined the larger group, but she wasn't in the mood for alcohol or bets, so she stood beside the quieter pair of spectators.

"That's what it looks like," she said matter-of-factly to Wolfram, as the first blows were exchanged. "Don't worry about it. Beating the brains out of each other is how guys like that say 'hello.'" She would know; she'd seen more than a few like that in Kropmork.

Re: /mind if I join you two?

[passionforflame]

Wolfram coughed at the statement. "I don't do such things."

He had always been annoyed at how some poorly behaved men always managed to ruin the reputation of all men. "These men should be taught to act properly," he muttered.

Ahah, sorry, was on hiatus ;; But hellooooo Meg <3

[onlyluminous]

Meg's arrival merited a polite nod and a wistful half-smile, but nothing more. She didn't know the other woman enough to venture a more familiar greeting, although she did seem rather-- straightforward. Refreshingly so.

"Maybe," Uni ventured delicately, in response to Wolfram's comment, "this is proper for them too."

She had always been someone who -- even after the language of hearts had grown blurred and difficult to read -- sought to accept, if not understand. That others had reasons. That the world was often broken along the lines and planes of logic.

It hadn't been easy at all, but she'd adapted. Somehow. (And changed.)