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- !mingle,
- !ota,
- - event: mystery mingle,
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[MINGLE] Scout's Honor
WHERE: Hot Springs
WHEN: 21 Sept, after sunset
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn in your subject line as needed
NOTES: Details found here
WHEN: 21 Sept, after sunset
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn in your subject line as needed
NOTES: Details found here
It's been a strange, rough couple of months for our intrepid villagers — Bunkers, superpowers and clones, oh my! Perhaps the Observers are sympathetic to their plight, or maybe they just have a peculiar sense of humor. At any rate, they've set up a gathering space chalk full of summer camp goodness, no strings attached. Not that anyone knows that part.
Just before sunset, a cheery message pops up on wrist devices all across the settlement and beyond. The instructions seem simple enough, although one does have to wonder at what dubious gift awaits them all after everything is said and done.
Marshmallows are on the house, so grab yourself a stick, strap on a sash and get to roasting, villagers. Skinny dipping, sing-alongs and friendship bracelets optional.
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Yeah, that's getting back to himself nudity and horns aside.
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Yeah, not scared, though he probably should be. In the end, he's still not sure what it real, and if it is real, fear is probably a very bad idea.
"Things don't normally flirt. I mean, not that I've noticed though I'm told I'm blind to that."
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"Funny. I am part of a special forces unit. Kind of like legalized mercenaries. We just call the unit the Losers," he admits with a snort. "Not exactly fear inducing. Though it should. Would if they knew how destroyed they'll end up but still."
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"Okay, I'll give you that one. I guess if we were freelancing like some of the Black Ops units do it would be different." And it is, he realizes. He's just never thought about it like that.
Laughing though at that part, a bit more comfortable with the turn of the conversation. "So is the Qunari your unit?" He won't ask breed, that seems so rude.
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He takes a moment, thinking about how much to tell this guy and then decides to say fuck it. "My mercenary band is called The Bull's Chargers. But that was a cover story for being part of the Ben-Hassrath. We're not a part of the Antaam or the army but rather a part of what humans would consider the priesthood. Their purpose is to protect the Qun and the innocents."
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"So you're a religious group, that acts on behalf then of your religion on missions?" He doesn't think about that it might be the kind of thing most think starts wars. He is thinking about how a group can come together over a lot of things, including religion. "To protect the Qun?"
It's a reason he can understand, one he can believe in, even if he isn't sure who the Qun is by definition.
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"Technically I'm not part of the military that I was but I still have my unit. Someone turned on us and got a lot of people killed. Kids. And now we're legally dead." He figures if he's going to ask, he might as well explain his own. "So not really part of it either."
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He shakes his head, still shocked how close that echoes his story. "Did you do the right thing?"
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"That depends on who you ask. I sacrificed many lives to save those of my men and cost the Inquisition an alliance with the Qunari. The Chargers are good and that alliance might have backfired when it comes to politics, but the Qunari might have been handy in a war. So it is hard to say. I am at peace with the choice I made and I think it was the best one, but an argument could be made that it wasn't."
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"That's the part that matters. If you're at peace. You can't second guess things beyond that," he says, believing in that. Not that he's found that ability within himself and is still trying. "An argument can always be made. I did the right thing and I got children killed. I will blame myself for that always. They were going to die no matter what we did. Now though maybe others won't. I don't know. You can't blame yourself."
Despite his usual goofiness, there's a seriousness there in that moment. He hasn't talked about this, hasn't had the time, and not it's coming out. He makes a sound, looking away. "Sorry. Too many thoughts and not enough alcohol around this place maybe."
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"I... things is... I think I might be, kind of, that is..." He winces, making a face as she closes his eyes for a minute. "I know they're not here, but there's this person that I kind of think I might... And one day I can say this without panicking over the face he might give me for it."
He shakes his head, looking down. "No offense. I just ramble, and trying to get my thoughts sorted on someone. That's all."
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"He knows or are you figuring out how to tell him?"
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"He... probably doesn't know. At all. I don't get words right when I'm not scared. Worrying I'll screw up our unit and all? Yeah, no, they don't know. Not here either so not sure it matters."
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"I've had... I am an issue sometimes. No chill, I've been told," he admits. "So... it's more me fucking things up. Because it's not just sex, no." Shaking his head at that. "Which is ... Not his type. We spend a lot of time together. I know his type."
This man is so open about things, and maybe it's a different world, different species as it is, and maybe it's just easier because of that. Or because human are fucking dumb about sex.
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"Easier said then done? I mean... Well, he's not here, but not sure I want to be over him." He's never thought about being over him. Just thought about not giving up on someone that he knows better than anyone else, but too blind to see the truth. "Besides, figure I've got things to do and worry about here and see what happens."
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