Garrus Vakarian (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
forgivetheinsubordination) wrote2037-04-27 09:49 pm
forgivetheinsubordination) wrote2037-04-27 09:49 pm
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IC Contact - Consignment
vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
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No guarantees, Aran. Too much of a believer in relieving stress before it gets to be too much.
[He contemplates the bench before giving up and instead sitting down on the bed opposite his, stretching out. There's no way he's going to be sitting up.]
But next time we'll pass on the drugs. Just stick to the booze. Not really liking how this is making me feel.
[He contemplates the bench before giving up and instead sitting down on the bed opposite his, stretching out. There's no way he's going to be sitting up.]
But next time we'll pass on the drugs. Just stick to the booze. Not really liking how this is making me feel.
[ It gets exactly the response he wants and there's a half hidden smile, kept to himself and perfectly, perfectly smug. ]
We have that. Duelling is very common for disputes of honour. Very... regimented. [ shrugs, more than a few duels himself. ] Strict rules about it too. Otherwise men would shoot each other just for looking.
[ Settles himself comfortably across from the other man, as comfortable as he ever got. ] Mostly, these are for the hopeless. Sailors make them, and they don't expect to see past twenty five most of them. I think they'll take whatever they can get. [ Normal enough to him, for his background and the way he has lived his life, Corvo knows the miracle it is that he's seen past thirty let alone almost forty.
More over, there's the one strapped to the belt on his chest, softly humming the same way his magic did, but quieter, written into skin. ]
We have that. Duelling is very common for disputes of honour. Very... regimented. [ shrugs, more than a few duels himself. ] Strict rules about it too. Otherwise men would shoot each other just for looking.
[ Settles himself comfortably across from the other man, as comfortable as he ever got. ] Mostly, these are for the hopeless. Sailors make them, and they don't expect to see past twenty five most of them. I think they'll take whatever they can get. [ Normal enough to him, for his background and the way he has lived his life, Corvo knows the miracle it is that he's seen past thirty let alone almost forty.
More over, there's the one strapped to the belt on his chest, softly humming the same way his magic did, but quieter, written into skin. ]
You're from a water world? A particularly harsh one?
[Desperate people do go for anything that will help. Even little charms that won't make a difference, carved from bones in hope of power.
...then again, this guy just did something to go from one side of the room to another. Maybe there's something he can do to the bones he carves. Gives them some sort of electrical charge. Time-release vitamins. Something.]
And desperation can turn anything into a luck charm. Rocks, bones. Socks. Hell, leaves. Thankfully we're not quite as quick to kill each other, and we live a bit longer.
[Desperate people do go for anything that will help. Even little charms that won't make a difference, carved from bones in hope of power.
...then again, this guy just did something to go from one side of the room to another. Maybe there's something he can do to the bones he carves. Gives them some sort of electrical charge. Time-release vitamins. Something.]
And desperation can turn anything into a luck charm. Rocks, bones. Socks. Hell, leaves. Thankfully we're not quite as quick to kill each other, and we live a bit longer.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'd appreciate that. Let's do that when we're re-established?
I'd appreciate that. Let's do that when we're re-established?
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I think I've got a measure of you. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm not. But it could help on the field to know, by the sound of it.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Your call, Reiner.
I think I've got a measure of you. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm not. But it could help on the field to know, by the sound of it.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Your call, Reiner.
[ Nods, yes, water world is one term for it. ] It is the only one I know, so I cannot say if it harsher or not. It seems to most it is.
[ Jasper's hushed fear as he asks questions like they are ghost stories, Terra's withdrawn sad eyes, Wade's disgust and chiding tone about it. The perspective he has that, yes, perhaps it is harsh, and he understands a little why Garrus would use the word primitive. The guns, the way they travel, the fact that so few he's met have only ever had the transport of their own feet as a way of getting about. How much they took for granted, how much choice they took for granted. The want of better things they did not even understand they had. The food even that they called it bland and sparse was more than some families ate in a week, let alone rationed. It did not even have mould in it. He's sure that it's much better, to know you could live longer, to not slaughter for no reason than petty laziness. ]
Be happy that you have never be so desperate to make Gods out of rocks. [ He says it light as he can, because the bitterness is constant thing in him, and as easily dismissed. It is after all, not Garrus's fault, and he would never be the kind to begrudge another their better lot. Only the deeds they did. ]
[ Jasper's hushed fear as he asks questions like they are ghost stories, Terra's withdrawn sad eyes, Wade's disgust and chiding tone about it. The perspective he has that, yes, perhaps it is harsh, and he understands a little why Garrus would use the word primitive. The guns, the way they travel, the fact that so few he's met have only ever had the transport of their own feet as a way of getting about. How much they took for granted, how much choice they took for granted. The want of better things they did not even understand they had. The food even that they called it bland and sparse was more than some families ate in a week, let alone rationed. It did not even have mould in it. He's sure that it's much better, to know you could live longer, to not slaughter for no reason than petty laziness. ]
Be happy that you have never be so desperate to make Gods out of rocks. [ He says it light as he can, because the bitterness is constant thing in him, and as easily dismissed. It is after all, not Garrus's fault, and he would never be the kind to begrudge another their better lot. Only the deeds they did. ]
Edited 2015-03-24 04:38 (UTC)
[He's been to one water world. It isn't anything he'd ever like to revisit, and not a type of world he'd feel comfortable with. That being said, Corvo's people had evolved to live on that world. They have to be used to it. And the comment gets a tilt of Garrus' head.]
We rely on ourselves.
[His voice is mild enough, subharmonics a faint buzz. Turians face their threats head on, by themselves. And it's not like their current threat is a small one. The reapers are everywhere, powerful, lethal, and the situation is close to desperate. But they're never going to turn to rocks.]
Should we talk about what you wanted me here for? Figuring out pictures and attachments.
We rely on ourselves.
[His voice is mild enough, subharmonics a faint buzz. Turians face their threats head on, by themselves. And it's not like their current threat is a small one. The reapers are everywhere, powerful, lethal, and the situation is close to desperate. But they're never going to turn to rocks.]
Should we talk about what you wanted me here for? Figuring out pictures and attachments.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Why?
Why?
I did. I do. Space...
[Garrus shakes his head and looks back over at her with a shrug.]
My home city, Cipritine, will always have a special place in my heart. But my true home is in space.
[Garrus shakes his head and looks back over at her with a shrug.]
My home city, Cipritine, will always have a special place in my heart. But my true home is in space.
[ Xion watches him for a moment more, then looks up at the sky again, wistful. ]
Where I'm from, every star in the sky is a world. A world burning with light. I never really thought of space as anything more than just a way to get between all those worlds... but there's a lot more to it than I ever knew.
[ More worlds than she could have ever dreamed of... ]
What was your home city like, Garrus?
Where I'm from, every star in the sky is a world. A world burning with light. I never really thought of space as anything more than just a way to get between all those worlds... but there's a lot more to it than I ever knew.
[ More worlds than she could have ever dreamed of... ]
What was your home city like, Garrus?
[There's the shortest beat before he answers, as he hesitates.]
Are you... sure that it's not that every star has a world orbiting it?
[Because that would make a lot more sense. He doesn't think Xion has some secret ability to walk on suns.]
And Cipritine was beautiful. Silver, straight lines that stretch and swoop as far as the eye can see. Clean. Organized.
[Key word - was.]
Are you... sure that it's not that every star has a world orbiting it?
[Because that would make a lot more sense. He doesn't think Xion has some secret ability to walk on suns.]
And Cipritine was beautiful. Silver, straight lines that stretch and swoop as far as the eye can see. Clean. Organized.
[Key word - was.]
Booze didn't help.
[She gets the feeling the booze probably helped create the stronger reaction, actually. No wonder he warned her against this stuff.
Oh well, it at least helped take her mind off of her other problems, even if it did so by giving her a new one.
She continues to mumble into the mattress.]
If this is unwinding I don't want to do it anymore. Find another drinking partner.
[She gets the feeling the booze probably helped create the stronger reaction, actually. No wonder he warned her against this stuff.
Oh well, it at least helped take her mind off of her other problems, even if it did so by giving her a new one.
She continues to mumble into the mattress.]
If this is unwinding I don't want to do it anymore. Find another drinking partner.
It's one way. I'll show you other ways later.
[His words are a bit mumbled as well.]
Better ways. This was just the fastest. Easiest. Not the best.
[His words are a bit mumbled as well.]
Better ways. This was just the fastest. Easiest. Not the best.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'd like the complicated bits. We could meet up in person, so you don't have to distill them down to tiny fragments.
I'd like the complicated bits. We could meet up in person, so you don't have to distill them down to tiny fragments.
Let's play cards next time...
[Why didn't she think of cards before. Ironically thinking far more clearly drugged than sober.]
[Why didn't she think of cards before. Ironically thinking far more clearly drugged than sober.]
Mm. Cards. I even have some.
[He doesn't know if cards would have been enough, with the stress she'd clearly been under, but it's a good idea for the future.]
Next time. Rest now. Cards next time.
[He doesn't know if cards would have been enough, with the stress she'd clearly been under, but it's a good idea for the future.]
Next time. Rest now. Cards next time.
[ Her face proceeds to :T even harder for just a moment before she sighs. ]
No. I didn't have the chance! Not that I would if I had! He should be able to fend for himself.
[ She pauses for a second, processing what a bald and egregious lie that is. Not the fending for himself thing. The refusal to protect him, thing. Something about it seems to genuinely annoy her. ]
It's stupid! I didn't need his help.
No. I didn't have the chance! Not that I would if I had! He should be able to fend for himself.
[ She pauses for a second, processing what a bald and egregious lie that is. Not the fending for himself thing. The refusal to protect him, thing. Something about it seems to genuinely annoy her. ]
It's stupid! I didn't need his help.
Everyone needs help sometimes, Vriska. Everyone needs some backup from time to time.
[Garrus pauses in his walk to look over at her, to study her face.]
There's nothing stupid to it. And you know full well he can fend for himself. Kyouya isn't weak. What's going on here? Why's it bad that he helped you out, or the thought of you helping him out?
[Garrus pauses in his walk to look over at her, to study her face.]
There's nothing stupid to it. And you know full well he can fend for himself. Kyouya isn't weak. What's going on here? Why's it bad that he helped you out, or the thought of you helping him out?
[ Caught. Vriska flinches in suprise when Garrus correctly hits on the fact that there's something more to her annoyance, and stops moving too, folding her arms defensively over her chest and looking away. ]
... it's not that it's bad. I guess I am still kind of pissed at him, is all. [ She pauses, looking narrowly at Garrus. ] Did I tell you about that whole moronic thing he did with Gliese?
... it's not that it's bad. I guess I am still kind of pissed at him, is all. [ She pauses, looking narrowly at Garrus. ] Did I tell you about that whole moronic thing he did with Gliese?
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