YAN-PARA au master post

[earthflames]

WHAT IT SAYS ON THE BOX.

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[tracings]

That would be for the best, wouldn't it?

[He sighs - so much for getting something done today]

Sure. Let's go - you can thank me later.

[beautymark]

Okay...

[he's going to hover super close. in fact, people might just actually start to think Archer is gay for real realz]

[tracings]

[Fine, go ahead. Hover and intrude on his personal space - he's not sure why he even tries to maintain it anymore, honestly.

...and anyways, keeping Diarmuid stable is a priority. His inner hero isn't fond of the idea of letting any of the crazy leak out or take control]

...she's still looking for you, you know.

[beautymark]

Of course. I could get them in a lot of trouble.

[this is just fact.]

And... Well, it takes a long time to train someone to do what I did.

[tracings]

Then she'll need to start on someone else.

[TSUNFACE TIME... Diarmuid's a pain, but he's sort of their pain at this point]

[beautymark]

[oh

that never occurred to him]

...Someone else?

[tracings]

Someone else. Unless you'd rather volunteer to go back.

[beautymark]

I don't want to go back, but...

[glancing back over his shoulder]

I can't just let them do that to someone else, can I?

[tracings]

That depends on your conscience.

[....shhh, Archer, shhh, we decided we were turning off the heroics, even though the more he thinks about it, the more unsettled he gets. If they dragged someone else in, that would just mean more killing, wouldn't it? He's not a fan of that]

[beautymark]

You know what I'm like. They'll just drive someone else out of their mind, and then all those horrible things will start again.

Maybe I should go back. Then at least there's only one...

[tracings]

And what about Cu? Or the people you'll end up killing?

[A purely logical question, of course, this is a matter of weighing costs and gains]

[beautymark]

...I could kill them.

[Except he knows he couldn't. He'd be too afraid, and they know him too well.]

[tracings]

...that's the favorable situation, isn't it. But could you really.

[He huffs]

Like you said - I know what you're like.

[beautymark]

I...

[no, no he couldn't.

but he wants to (and yet he doesn't), and it's confusing, and he's starting to become visibly freaked out]

What do I do then?

[tracings]

Find someone else to do it. All of this is messy, but that would have the lowest body count, right?

[beautymark]

Mm... I guess so.

[tracings]

You guess? Did you have something else in mind, or does the idea not sit well with you?

[beautymark]

I just worry.

[tracings]

In a legitimate way, or a crazy way?

[beautymark]

[thinks about this, edging even closer to Archer]

Both.

[tracings]

...ignore the crazy part. It's useless. What worries are left after that?

[beautymark]

[sadly this actually helps]

You're underestimating them. You've seen what I can do. Who do you think taught me that? And I was afraid to leave because--

[maybe because of things like how someone is suddenly shooting a gun at Archer.

[tracings]

[Even when he's completely, totally regretting his involvement with Diarmuid and all the crazy saddled to him, Archer can't help but shove him out of the way on first reflex. Not that it matters much - that bullet was meant for him, though the sudden movement means it catches him in his side, rather than anywhere terribly important.

Well this is terrible and obnoxious and embarrassing, being face-first on the ground, bleeding and not quite sure what to do.]

[beautymark]

[On the bright side, D is more than equipped to deal with combat situations.

It took him about 3 seconds to get into a defensive crouch between Archer and the origin of that bullet. He's visibly more frightened than he usually is looking at a fight, but he can't really let Archer get hurt further. They're friends, after all.]

...Can you move?

[tracings]

Does bleeding count?

[He can, luckily, move and is even in good spirits enough to be himself. So he gets up, very slowly and with a lot of profanity sprinkled in, and looks around for the fucking punk who did that]