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frostheartedrose) wrote in
genessia2014-11-10 07:27 pm
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[Audio] Game Start! Only... Backdated to Nov. 1st at one minute after midnight
So, the game has started... You lost the coin toss tonight.
[There's absolutely no background noise other than her boots striding along packed dirt. After a minute of that, it shifts to boots on stone. A small clue as to her current location... Not that it'll last for more than a few minutes... Bridget had places to go, people to observe.]
Oh, I suppose I should let the rest of you know... I'm going to be playing a game of hide-and-seek with a kid named Stein. He seems to be too intelligent for his age and far too interested in injuries of various kinds for normal comfort levels. So it might be better for everyone with hair to avoid wearing ribbons until next month. Especially gray ribbons...
[An amused pause.]
Unless you want some kid trying to steal your ribbon. I don't mind. A bit of a question though. What kinds of things do people enjoy reading? There are so few overnight jobs that leave me completely bored I've considered taking up writing between commissions. I don't care what you read and won't admit to, just use a private channel.
[There's absolutely no background noise other than her boots striding along packed dirt. After a minute of that, it shifts to boots on stone. A small clue as to her current location... Not that it'll last for more than a few minutes... Bridget had places to go, people to observe.]
Oh, I suppose I should let the rest of you know... I'm going to be playing a game of hide-and-seek with a kid named Stein. He seems to be too intelligent for his age and far too interested in injuries of various kinds for normal comfort levels. So it might be better for everyone with hair to avoid wearing ribbons until next month. Especially gray ribbons...
[An amused pause.]
Unless you want some kid trying to steal your ribbon. I don't mind. A bit of a question though. What kinds of things do people enjoy reading? There are so few overnight jobs that leave me completely bored I've considered taking up writing between commissions. I don't care what you read and won't admit to, just use a private channel.

Re: [Video]
[Gonna sip the tea for a few moments. Seriously, tea is good and worth bliss-facing off camera!]
I suppose it has something to do with your world and other factors not apparent on the surface. I might consider visiting you in person since there are so many things lacking in this silly mechanical interface. I do promise to catch you without allowing interference.
[Video] Um fyi I love tagging Bridget ok? ok. Seriously!! <3
[The redhead waves a hand dismissively, sighting. It sends the strands of hair in his face up with the breath of air and he looks rather childish while doing it, crossing his arms and glancing off screen.]
I told you already, I'm a weapon. He, on the other hand, is a meister. My anatomy is human but he's always been...
[How could he possibly put this gracefully? He sounds irritated, but his expression is more suggestive of him being nervous. There's just a slight tremor in his voice, but one would have to really listen.] Curious. Okay? He's been curious. I have scars all over the damn place.
Re: [Video] Wow, that sounded creepy... sorry! <3
I'm trying to figure out if you're bragging or complaining. You have human anatomy but supposedly can completely transform into an object. You're partners with someone infinitely curious about everyone and everything and may or may not have human characteristics. My question is now... if you are so distressed over scars and getting cut up, why do you still connect yourself with him?
[Video] Nah it's cool
Finally:]
Abandoning one's meister is one of the gravest sins a weapon can commit.
Weapons are trained to die for their meister. That is our role. In the way meisters are not replaceable, we are.
I left Stein when we were students in the Academy after a few years because I just couldn't do it anymore.
It's not boasting, or complaining. It's guilt. I shouldn't have just abandoned him. He--
[The images of finding his former meister, unconscious, having burrowed a huge bolt into his own skull, blood everywhere, and he cringes.] It's bad enough I did it once. I can't do that to him again, regardless of what that means for me.