06-09-2014, 12:15 PM
Ian was of course welcome to try and refuse Sid's assistance. But even tired and worn out as she is, she is stubborn, she is older, she is stronger. And she has no patience for his nonsense today (honeybadger don't care, honeybadger don't give a fuck). Thankfully, he relents. She helps. Helps even though reality even in this strange place decides to give her the might backhand. Whatever. What's a little Paradox to Amelia Weston? Ian goes on to find his horse, leaving Sid and Kalen alone to...
...you might try working with them.
Sid fixes the Hermetic with a stony stare, but she lets him speak, let's him unleash the vitriol that as far as she knows he's always had for her. In the beginning they were indifferent to each other. Then Thakinyan threatened and Kalen, citing Sid's supposedly leaving him to be eaten by ghosts she had no idea were in a park, deliberately withheld information from her and she hated him. She'd thought...well, who cares what she thought. The lull between Lucia Montanari's nightmare vision and Sid curling up on a couch with Kalen and Lena was clearly a fluke. An anomaly. Because he kept on keeping things from her.
When she counters, her own voice is as quiet as it ever is, but that hint of anger sparks into a dark intensity. "I wasn't aware we had time to work out a combat strategy after your friend went tearing off on his own."
She crosses her arms beneath her breasts and lifts her chin, angry. Defiant. For the first time in months something has come along to take her attention away from her bitter self-hatred, her guilt, her shame. "What is this bullshit about if I want to work with you? I said I would join your cabal and I haven't heard a thing about it since except that I'm supposedly in it. But you never told me what was happening in Denver. Not to our prospective members. Not to my city. Not to my friends. Even when I came home, you persisted in leaving me in the dark. As far as I can tell, you're the one who's never wanted to work with me."
Her arms fall and she turns to stride away. Over her shoulder she calls,
"So find someone else to be your whipping post, Kalen, I've had enough punishments to last a lifetime without you taking your issues out on me."
Weary. Sore. Fed up. Sid leaves to find her horse.
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ZE ROLLS
niko @ 12:11PM
[HEALZ: Life 3 + Prime 2, vulgar as bananas, diff -1 (practiced) -1 (taking time), saving the WP in case the horse needs it (that's right Sid cares more about the horse than you so far Ian)]
Roll: 3 d10 TN5 (1, 5, 8) ( success x 2 )
niko @ 12:11PM
[Damn it, extending, I think she needs one more success]
Roll: 1 d10 TN6 (4) ( fail )
niko @ 12:11PM
[And the other two dice because I'm a moron]
Roll: 2 d10 TN6 (9, 10) ( success x 2 )
jamie @ 12:12PM
Hahahaha
niko @ 12:12PM
[Pair of docks]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (4, 8, 10) ( success x 2 )
niko @ 12:12PM
[God damn it soak]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 4) ( fail )
niko @ 12:12PM
GOD DAMN IT IAN
jamie @ 12:12PM
*slow clap*
niko @ 12:12PM
Aight Sid's at 1L/2B
...you might try working with them.
Sid fixes the Hermetic with a stony stare, but she lets him speak, let's him unleash the vitriol that as far as she knows he's always had for her. In the beginning they were indifferent to each other. Then Thakinyan threatened and Kalen, citing Sid's supposedly leaving him to be eaten by ghosts she had no idea were in a park, deliberately withheld information from her and she hated him. She'd thought...well, who cares what she thought. The lull between Lucia Montanari's nightmare vision and Sid curling up on a couch with Kalen and Lena was clearly a fluke. An anomaly. Because he kept on keeping things from her.
When she counters, her own voice is as quiet as it ever is, but that hint of anger sparks into a dark intensity. "I wasn't aware we had time to work out a combat strategy after your friend went tearing off on his own."
She crosses her arms beneath her breasts and lifts her chin, angry. Defiant. For the first time in months something has come along to take her attention away from her bitter self-hatred, her guilt, her shame. "What is this bullshit about if I want to work with you? I said I would join your cabal and I haven't heard a thing about it since except that I'm supposedly in it. But you never told me what was happening in Denver. Not to our prospective members. Not to my city. Not to my friends. Even when I came home, you persisted in leaving me in the dark. As far as I can tell, you're the one who's never wanted to work with me."
Her arms fall and she turns to stride away. Over her shoulder she calls,
"So find someone else to be your whipping post, Kalen, I've had enough punishments to last a lifetime without you taking your issues out on me."
Weary. Sore. Fed up. Sid leaves to find her horse.
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ZE ROLLS
niko @ 12:11PM
[HEALZ: Life 3 + Prime 2, vulgar as bananas, diff -1 (practiced) -1 (taking time), saving the WP in case the horse needs it (that's right Sid cares more about the horse than you so far Ian)]
Roll: 3 d10 TN5 (1, 5, 8) ( success x 2 )
niko @ 12:11PM
[Damn it, extending, I think she needs one more success]
Roll: 1 d10 TN6 (4) ( fail )
niko @ 12:11PM
[And the other two dice because I'm a moron]
Roll: 2 d10 TN6 (9, 10) ( success x 2 )
jamie @ 12:12PM
Hahahaha
niko @ 12:12PM
[Pair of docks]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (4, 8, 10) ( success x 2 )
niko @ 12:12PM
[God damn it soak]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 4) ( fail )
niko @ 12:12PM
GOD DAMN IT IAN
jamie @ 12:12PM
*slow clap*
niko @ 12:12PM
Aight Sid's at 1L/2B