YAN-PARA au master post

[earthflames]

WHAT IT SAYS ON THE BOX.

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[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]

[beautymark]

Don't joke. You're probably going to die, you know.

[tracings]

[Well. Internally that doesn't sit terribly well with Archer, but he also doesn't have an off switch]

Then you can tell my brothers I died as I lived: unable to shut up.

[beautymark]

I won't be able to, since I'm also going to die.

...But I'm sure they'll assume.

[tracings]

Then we're going out on a good note -- so where are they?

[ugh actually does not want to die 4013]

[beautymark]

In about three places. If I point them out they'll move.

[almost as if in retaliation to that comment, a bullet hits the ground about a foot away]

...I could probably get you out.

[tracings]

[Yep, going to lean against Diarmuid because he's feeling light-headed, and that's never good, is it?]

I'm not one to beg, but do that, please.

[beautymark]

...I was counting on not having to carry--

[PING against the wall next to his head

he pauses, peers in one direction, and goes white]

-- nevermind.

[tracings]

[OKAY that was incredibly concerning. Enough to snap him out of whiny aby mode for a moment]

...then I'll make it so you won't have to carry me.

[Emiya stubbornness: actually useful occasionally]

[beautymark]

[no self do not do anything really stupid and crazy

do not do not donotdonot do not do the crazy thing you want to do]

We have to run away. Right now.

[tracings]

Then stop with that expression and go!

[Totally convinced he can keep up. Totally. #EMIYAS]

[beautymark]

[has to take a deep breath, which kind of comes out a sob

but he's trying super hard not to melt down, so he just nods and grabs Archer's arm and runs. He figures he'll pick him up once they've gained a little ground.]