[Voice / Action]

[dissonates]

I-

....

...Stupid.

Good Spirits is now open.




[Guess who's trying to get active while Guy's kidnapped? Sitting around, bitching at people, and breaking things won't solve anything, so for once Asch is being an adult about it. He has no idea what Meryl's bar schedule is, so with Guy gone he's claiming the bartender job. ...Hopefully this will not end badly. He'll be there every day from now until Guy returns, so feel free to challenge his novice mixing skills.

Come bother the awkward redhead?]

Comments

[herotypical]

[Buffy will contentedly assume the ability was lost in coming here--not as any sort of a death penalty. She actually doesn't know about those yet.]

I'd love to just get right through it, stir stuff up--get answers. Because there always are answers. Someone's gotta have them. Probably some old, bearded man with a lot of books and not enough candles.

[dissonates]

[Lucky her. Or unlucky, in the case that she'll be surprised someday.]

Either that or the scientists, and I'm not interested in their half-assed justifications.

[herotypical]

[The girl's got this nasty habit when it comes to dieing. That surprise just might come, sooner or later.

But in the here-and-now, she quietly adds:] I think even they're justifications will make more sense than those...Third Party guys with the real hate on for us being alive. And that's saying a lot because I know I won't find the Malnosso's justifications to be that...justificatey.

[dissonates]

[Asch has never been fond of "who's worse" theories; while the world all too often blurred to grey the bad versus good people, it didn't change the fact that those who hurt innocent people were enemies. He'd been raised to be a king for seven years, after all, and you don't forget that kind of regal compassion. ...Even if he is an ass.]

I never spoke with any of the Third Party- I was in the ranged defense group. What exactly were they trying to accomplish?

[herotypical]

They wanted to give us all our freedom. Y'know, the permanent, lights out kind of free. At least, that was the plan according to their not-exactly-eloquent leader.

[dissonates]

[Asch snorts in disgust, shaking his head.] It'd be nice if they gave each other their own damn freedom and left us to fend for ourselves.

[herotypical]

Seems like they'd rather kick apart the neighbourhood bully's sandcastle than actually stand up to him. And the grains of sand get all pushed about in the process. Sucks to be us.

[dissonates]

We're pretty well-adjusted considering our role in all of this.

[herotypical]

Apparently, if you give your prisoner population a bar and some shops, they'll build nests instead of go all revolutionary on your butt. Nice tidbit of info to know, except for the part where I'll never be a crazy people-stealing scientist.

[dissonates]

I think it's safe to assume that anyone who would repeat what's been done to them to someone else after all of this is a complete bastard.

[herotypical]

Safely assumed? Yeah. But we all know that there are people like that. Creeptastic people.

[dissonates]

That much is for sure, but it's not as if we can do much about it from in here.