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asgardeventide2012-08-18 08:47 am
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oo8 ♔ video / morning day 130
[ The feed comes on to show Arthur pallid and out of breath, sweat gleaming across his brow - from exertion or pain or possibly both. The beginnings of daylight are creeping across the horizon behind him, which is the only reason he's found time to broadcast this message. They're safe, for now. ]
If there are any that would stand beside me and my men -
[ He winces, pain again, but also for future pain of Buffy and her brash attitude. ]
- the term used loosely in this instance to refer to my allies - if there are any that would stand with us, the assistance would be appreciated and well honoured. Particularly those intent on remaining alive for more than a few hours' time without murdering each other or otherwise finding themselves dead.
[ All the disdain. He's looking at you, Team Free Will. There are no motivational speeches this time around. Arthur is fatigued and possibly bleeding out. He breathes deep; perhaps just something small - ]
Rest now while light is upon us. Tend to your wounds and the wounded, and call upon one of us should you find yourself incapable of either. Perhaps most importantly, do not lose sight of your friends' faces, lest you lose yourself within a darkness greater than the night.
The Sun is always laying in wait for the morn, Asgard. We will see these dark hours through.
[ He closes his eyes, exhales harshly. ]
Oh, and Merlin, if you could happen to find yourself upon me, a dear friend seems to have misplaced a knife in my stomach. I know you've never been on time once in your life, but do put in an effort this time, won't you?
[ ooc; feel free to threadjack around this post, and there is a semi-open log here if you'd like to pop around there! Alternatively, if you'd like to hop around the official event logs Alan-mun put up with us, just give us a heads up and we can try to swing all over the place like the madmen we are. :') ]
If there are any that would stand beside me and my men -
[ He winces, pain again, but also for future pain of Buffy and her brash attitude. ]
- the term used loosely in this instance to refer to my allies - if there are any that would stand with us, the assistance would be appreciated and well honoured. Particularly those intent on remaining alive for more than a few hours' time without murdering each other or otherwise finding themselves dead.
[ All the disdain. He's looking at you, Team Free Will. There are no motivational speeches this time around. Arthur is fatigued and possibly bleeding out. He breathes deep; perhaps just something small - ]
Rest now while light is upon us. Tend to your wounds and the wounded, and call upon one of us should you find yourself incapable of either. Perhaps most importantly, do not lose sight of your friends' faces, lest you lose yourself within a darkness greater than the night.
The Sun is always laying in wait for the morn, Asgard. We will see these dark hours through.
[ He closes his eyes, exhales harshly. ]
Oh, and Merlin, if you could happen to find yourself upon me, a dear friend seems to have misplaced a knife in my stomach. I know you've never been on time once in your life, but do put in an effort this time, won't you?
[ ooc; feel free to threadjack around this post, and there is a semi-open log here if you'd like to pop around there! Alternatively, if you'd like to hop around the official event logs Alan-mun put up with us, just give us a heads up and we can try to swing all over the place like the madmen we are. :') ]
[video | private | DWI.GIF]
[ Y E P teasing you for being squeamish or smth idk he has no fucks left to give. ]
How can I claim to be saving anyone when I've got to kill the half of them?
[text | private | DWI.GIF]
[Squeamish? SQUEAMISH? Please. This kid has been sewing bullet wounds for years. Don't even try her.]
And how are you going to feel when those Taken you're trying to 'save' end up killing off everyone left alive? Like that 'dear friend' who left the knife in your gut? What if that had killed you?
[video | private]
[ w/e w/e Arthur's been stitched up and sewn back together more times than you can count. Ain't not thing but a chicken wing.
But he stops again, and says very simply: ]
Then I'd've died.
[ Because he would sooner perish than bring the end of a loved one's life with his own hands. Loyalty and sentimentality will genuinely be the end of him. ]
[text | private]
[ o m g Arthur you are such a brat. Or prat, if she wanted to be all english-like.]
As well as everyone else. Your work would have been for nothing, what about that do you not get?
[video | private]
[ English-like. Ish. He takes a steadying inhale then raises a teasing brow at her. ]
I'm flattered you've so much faith in me, but I'm certain you lot can manage to save one or two people without me.
[ Yeah, he's just gonna be a prat 5ever. Sorry, Jo. He gets it. It's why he's being so difficult. ]
[video | private]
It's not faith, it's manpower. We can't lose more people. And I'm sure I can save more than just a couple. Doesn't mean I can save all of Asgard.
[ oh em gee arthur you git stoppit. ]