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towerofanimus2014-05-18 11:56 am
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just this once, everybody lives!
Characters: Everyone.
Setting: Anywhere.
Format: Party style.
Summary: Post-Ex Machina catch-all mingle.
Warnings: See individual threads.
[After a long, drawn out battle, the infiltration team returns to the residential portion of the Tower, weary, battered... but victorious. Some catching up is in order.]
Setting: Anywhere.
Format: Party style.
Summary: Post-Ex Machina catch-all mingle.
Warnings: See individual threads.
[After a long, drawn out battle, the infiltration team returns to the residential portion of the Tower, weary, battered... but victorious. Some catching up is in order.]
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I think she'd be pretty surprised! And, you know, irritated because she'll have to feed all of us.
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[Diarmuid grins at his brother, a knowing look in his eyes.]
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I hope never. I mean, I promised I would do my best not to try it anymore.
[Though...Ayaka is still mighty cute.]
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[That line of thought should be setting of major warning bells, Cu Chulainn. Just saying...]
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[Diarmuid grins at him.]
Isn't that what big brothers do?
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[He has a big mischievous grin plastered all over his face.]
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If we are talking about me distracting Asagi, you realize I can only do that if you two come with us. I might be talented, but last I looked, distracting someone across space and time wasn't something in my skill set...
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[He mutters, looking solemn as he remembers that matter.]
It's getting more tempting when you put it that way.
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[Diarmuid looks down and it's clear from what can be seen of his face, he is struggling with this idea even as he speaks of it.]
I don't like that, but it is something I have learned here. After all, if it was somehow arranged, none of you would want me to go back and keep the promise I made to Kayneth at the beginning of the war, would you?
Ayaka is smart and resourceful. You know that as well as I do. Can you trust in that so you can move forward and allow your life to serve the new purpose it's being directed toward?
[For a moment, it seems like he will say something else, but then Diarmuid stops and just gives his brother a gentle hug.]
I am not going to say anymore. I am meaning to help you, but I feel like I am actually pressuring you instead. Just make sure you talk with Asagi about it soon. Like I told Xion, when the time is right, I am sure you will know what you need to do.
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I'll go talk it over with Asagi soon, but can I stay with you for a bit longer? Help you out with the drinks and such?
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[Diarmuid reaches up with one hand to try to ruffle his brother's hair before stepping away.]
I'm not trying to get rid of you by a long shot. Feel free to hang around as much as you want, but rest a little too, okay? I can handle the food and drinks myself for a little while.
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[He reaches to grab a cup of cider.]
Blessing of sleeplessness, remember?
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[Diarmuid winks at him.]
If not, I need to go edit it in...
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[Diarmuid laughs.]
Unless the older brother is smart enough to go and scribble out that part of the younger brother's contract...
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You wouldn't! I thought we were both honorable knights here!
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[Is he bending the rules a little? Maybe. Blame Waver's influence.]
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I get to protect you too, you know. Maybe I should put the fact that we need to take turns protecting each other in the contract...right where you erased the part where I got to make you facepalm.
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[Diarmuid rubs at his chin as if he is giving this a lot more thought than he really needs to and then nods.]
I think I can agree with that when you put it that way.
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[And now's Lancer's chance to look like he's thinking about things more than he needs to.]
Should I also add something about how you have to sing to me at the end of every week?
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Wait a minute! When did that becomes part of the deal?
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[Diarmuid sighs and shakes his head. This is why he doesn't bend rules. All too often it comes back to get him in the end.]
At this rate, we are going to have the whole thing rewritten...
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