Firo Prochainezo (
immamartillo) wrote2012-07-03 01:48 pm
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6th Hat Flip [Accidental Video/Action]
[Somewhere in Luceti, Firo's draped over a tree branch, asleep and freshly returned from his mallynapping. He looks a little worse for the wear, but he's out of the woods (figuratively) now, isn't he?
Unfortunately, gravity's not going to give him a break today, and as soon as he shifts in his sleep Firo goes tumbling to the ground. How's that for a wake up call?
It's not far of a fall, but Firo's incredibly ungraceful landing doesn't do him any favors. There's a crunching sound as he hits the ground, twisted around so that he lands on his left hand.]
Ah-! Ow-! Shit!
[Firo stays lying like that for a moment: both in the process of waking up and cursing everything from the malnosso to the tree- whatever he can blame for this situation. Then, with some reluctance, he rolls onto his side and stares at his hand with a mixture of pain and consternation. Unlike what he's become used to over the past few years, it stays stubbornly broken. His eyes widen. This is not how it's supposed to work...]
What? Why isn't it-?
[He tries to flex his fingers and winces; it's then that he catches a glimpse of his journal lying open nearby. Great. Of course it had to show off one of his less dignified moments.]
Damnit... Are you kiddin' me?
[Sighing and gritting his teeth against the pain, he pulls himself into a sitting position. Arms crossed over his chest, he takes a deep breath and tries to recover some aplomb.]
So... Guess I'm back. Screw this place.
[ooc: Firo's back from being mallynapped and is now going to be without his immortality for a while. After a few weeks it'll return to its normal Luceti dampened state.]
Unfortunately, gravity's not going to give him a break today, and as soon as he shifts in his sleep Firo goes tumbling to the ground. How's that for a wake up call?
It's not far of a fall, but Firo's incredibly ungraceful landing doesn't do him any favors. There's a crunching sound as he hits the ground, twisted around so that he lands on his left hand.]
Ah-! Ow-! Shit!
[Firo stays lying like that for a moment: both in the process of waking up and cursing everything from the malnosso to the tree- whatever he can blame for this situation. Then, with some reluctance, he rolls onto his side and stares at his hand with a mixture of pain and consternation. Unlike what he's become used to over the past few years, it stays stubbornly broken. His eyes widen. This is not how it's supposed to work...]
What? Why isn't it-?
[He tries to flex his fingers and winces; it's then that he catches a glimpse of his journal lying open nearby. Great. Of course it had to show off one of his less dignified moments.]
Damnit... Are you kiddin' me?
[Sighing and gritting his teeth against the pain, he pulls himself into a sitting position. Arms crossed over his chest, he takes a deep breath and tries to recover some aplomb.]
So... Guess I'm back. Screw this place.
[ooc: Firo's back from being mallynapped and is now going to be without his immortality for a while. After a few weeks it'll return to its normal Luceti dampened state.]
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[He realizes that he sounds a bit too surprised.]
Er- sorry.
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[There aren't any monsters where he lives, but his thinking is that a large human is comparable.]
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[ Then again, most of her experience with other humans is from the Order of Lorelei... ]
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[ Damn, he feels kind of wimpy now.]
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[ The Fon Master Guardians were all about her age. Even though she was the toughest, none of them were really pushovers. ]
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[Like the "bad humans" she mentioned earlier.]
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Most of them are alright. It's just Anise and her friends who are my enemies. They've done lots of bad things, and I hate them.
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They're here, too. It's not fair.
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...Well, that sucks. What'd they do that was so bad, anyway?
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[He probably should have seen that coming, but he's shocked to hear it, all the same. His first impulse is to ask why the hell somebody would do that, but he holds his tongue, realizing that she might not want to hear something like that.
He looks away, feeling bad that there's no way he can offer comfort.]
That's a really awful thing to do...
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It is.
[ She hesitates for a moment. ]
That's why I want to make them pay for what they've done. But I can't do it here.
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'Cause they won't stay dead here?
[That must be pretty awful, to have the objects of your revenge so close and not be able to do anything.]
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[It crosses Firo's mind very briefly that maybe he should say something to discourage revenge; his Luceti friends probably would do so. But it's her mom, and he's been taught since he was a child that the way of the world is an eye for an eye.]
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We're going to have a duel back home. I got hurt before, so I was waiting until I got better. After that we were going to fight. But I came here instead. None of my friends are here, but all of them are. Even if they stayed dead I don't know if I can do it by myself.
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What would he do? March up to those people and stab them multiple times, probably. He decides to consider what Luck or Maiza would do, instead.]
Well... Yeah, it's probably impossible to take 'em out here, but you can still keep an eye on 'em, can't ya? You could find out their weaknesses and use it against 'em when you get home.
[Unless, of course, she loses her memories of Luceti.]
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[ She was never one to think strategy. Arietta considered the suggestion for a few seconds. ]
How do I find out what their weakness is?
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[And this is where Firo's brain fails him. He didn't think that far ahead.]
I guess... see what makes 'em let their guard down, or what distracts 'em?
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