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[lacksgrace]

[ Time for another lovely PA post from Tranquility's resident insensitive jerk. Except, this time, the video isn't as focused as normal; it bounces a little with each step he takes and only shows glimpses of green. The thick, pretty dense parts of the Oxygen Garden. ]

I keep saying it over and over, and I don't think people are getting the idea yet. [ A huff. ] No one has it easy--I understand that. Every jump brings a new group of people here, and it's the same boring shit.

I don't wanna be here. I wanna go home. This place is dangerous. Maybe it is, yeah. But has anyone ever considered actually trying to make it work instead of just, I dunno. Looking for a way to leave?

[ The aggravation isn't wearing off this time. He's had a bad jump, and when he sets his device aside, tucked somewhere up in a tree so he can look into it, his face is pretty pale. Bells seems anxious, unsure. He bites at his lip. ]

I mean, it's not the worst place. Right? There are things, people worth needing to be here for. And what if - [ He visibly swallows, looking down at something he's holding in his hands. ] - what if you're pretty damn sure home doesn't wanna have you back anyway? The message is kinda clear when someone you thought who'd never, fuck. Someone who you figured would never say something like that to you has said what they think without even being here.

[ Rambling now, and his fingers tremble as he lifts the gun into view. It hangs limply for a second, then he curls his hand around it. Tight enough so that his knuckles are white with the pressure. Bells steps closer to the device, snatching it and bringing it close to his face. The barrel, now, is pressed hard beneath his jaw.]

None of you have any fucking idea. This isn't the worst it could be.

[ He drops the device, and just as the video is cut, the sound of the gun discharging can be heard. ]

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[showbizpanache]

[A shriek.]

Bells? Bells-- Answer me, please? Are you there? Please answer, please, please--

[He's holding the video close to his face, which is drained of what little color it usually has. He's clearly hyperventilating.]

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[backstabbing]

Well now he won't be going anywhere with an attitude like that.

[lacksgrace]

[ There's a bit of static when he finally does answer, but it's focused nowhere on his person. His voice is strained. ]

Kurt—

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[lacksgrace]

Who the fuck-- I'm still here. [ His breathing is pretty ragged though. ]

[showbizpanache]

[His voice is shrill and cracking.]

What's going on? What happened? Are you hurt? Let me see you--

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[hawkethisnthat]

[Oh Isabela, don't ever try to one-up Hawke on inappropriate comments.]

Being bored is one thing, but honestly. I don't suppose one can be jailed here for being overdramatic?

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[backstabbing]

[eyebrow raise she looks so nonchalant and unfazed.]

Oh are you? Good.

And here I was worried there'd be a mess somewhere out in the gardens.

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[backstabbing]

If that were the case we'd have to lock up each and every Orlesian that might potentially pop up here.

[A PAUSE]

Or Anders.

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[lacksgrace]

You obviously wouldn't have cared if there had been, right? It's not like you know me.

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[lacksgrace]

I didn't do anything wrong.

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[hawkethisnthat]

Anders would just find a way to blow it up. [OOPS, sore spot.]

But I'm not sure even an Orlesian would be as uncreative as I want to go home.

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[backstabbing]

I'd have cared about the mess. I'm awfully fond of the greenery, it would be a shame to ruin it with blood.

[coming from someone who has killed a lot of people in areas both green and not.

she's obviously just being extremely inappropriate.]

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[backstabbing]

Well of course, they'd resort to fainting at first.

And then wander around complaining about...oh I don't know...that their rooms are too small and how they miss the finer things in life.

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[hawkethisnthat]

You, serah, have committed the grave crime of being far too serious. Buck up! You're having an adventure! Nearly everyone where I come from wants me dead, but I don't see any reason to help them out.

[lacksgrace]

I can't. [ There's a hard breath. ] Nothing happened. I just-- I'm fine. [ And then a long pause. ]

I'm okay.

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[hawkethisnthat]

Cheese. It's always about the cheese.

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[backstabbing]

And the wine, don't forget about the wine.

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[lacksgrace]

[ ...serah? ]

I never said anything about being dead. It's kinda hard to ignore the fact when it's thrown at your face though.

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[hawkethisnthat]

Yes but they would probably write poetry about it, at least.

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[lacksgrace]

Don't worry. I didn't ruin your precious garden. [ Maybe a slight sneer. ] Is that really all you care about?

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[hawkethisnthat]

What, that someone may dislike you? Perish the thought!

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[lacksgrace]

It's not just someone, lady. [ Frustrated now, he rubs at his face. ] Forget it. This sort of thing isn't gonna matter soon anyway.

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[backstabbing]

[a smile in response to that sneer. she's put up with the likes of the most broodiest men, she can take ya.]

Can't say I care about much of anything or anyone save for me, myself and I. It's all part of being a pirate, sweet thing, to lead a careless life.

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[lacksgrace]

[ His expression falls a bit. Hold on, back up. There's suddenly something more important here. ]

Yeah, uh. What's a pirate?

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[backstabbing]

[wait what seriously?]

Something you never want to encounter on the high seas.