notabluesbro | 19th Confession [Action/Voice]

[Aaaall right, so it's been pretty eventful lately. With Amelia and Milly popping up, like most people, out of nowhere, Wolfwood's busied himself with being shell-shocked at the latter and humored at the former (it really is all true, Amelia, promise). With Knives and Legato still MIA (perhaps they'd left entirely? but he's not one to hope on that), not to mention, he's found himself just a little more relaxed than usual. And hey, the injury on his arm is just about healed up, to boot. Nothing much but a few stitches that were about ready to be removed. Of course he knew it was only a matter of time before something crazy happens again buuut... he'll take it one step at a time.

Firstly, he stops by the weapons shop to see if any ammo came in for his guns, because you can never have enough lengths of bullets for your machine-gun-cross. He also goes off to the forest to practice his fire in the forest, because he honestly hadn't done so in quite a while and heard the damn fire spirit's nagging voice every time he passed by the usual spot.]

Insult me all you want, it isn't going to get this fire any taller. Hell, I'll probably just make it smaller to bug you.

[And suddenly, a coat sleeve on fire. Whoop.]

Geez, geez, it was a joke! [patting it out, and then a beat] Fiery little bastard.

[He's been focused on just this one element for a while now, and the progress is felt in the explosion of fire he's able to make. When he was a kid, it was just a little fire at the end of a stick, but now--he's at least able to create fire as tall as he is.

And after that he'll go ahead and stop by the bar for a drink--even at Sanji's bar, maybe, despite the fact that curlybrow was going to give him A Look over the recent developments. It's overcast with murky clouds, but that hardly puts a damper on anything; Wolfwood rather likes the cool, muted look, himself. He also sights a little something at the item shop while he's out.]

[Voice]

So, Luceti. I've told a ton of people about my crappy little desert planet, but I'm curious--what's the landscape of your worlds like? The weather? Anything that you miss from it, or anything that you're glad you're not dealing with? It's been biting at me lately to ask.

By the way, welcome, new people. The name's Wolfwood, and I hope you have a fairly uneventful stay here--though, 'hope' is a very key word. But if there's anything you guys need, there's plenty of help around, myself included.

[after a beat--]

[Filtered to Milly]

Heeey, I think I found something of yours at the item shop.

[a big, violent gun-related thing. :|a]

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And what kind of world does that resemble, throughout time?

A walk, huh? I don't know, I'm reaaally busy—so much to do here, and so many people to see. I think I'll be swamped with all this stuff that I'll have to postpone a walk for a good month or two.

[heheh]

... But I think I can spare a walk, if you're interested in one.

Shall I wait by the item shop, honey?

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Oh, so you've courted yourself quite a long list of ladies, then. Or is this all textbook stuff?

I can understand that, I guess—everyone wants their privacy from time to time.

Training as a summoner, you said?

True, it's probably not that safe to do, but you could always get recommendations!

Oh, that's true! I wonder, do you think others would be receptive towards working for me here too?

Mm hmm! I'll be there, you just wait a little while and make sure that the strap doesn't break off my gun and drop on your foot, it can do that sometimes. It's very temperamental.

I won't be very long.

[And a little while later, there is a very cheery looking Milly walking in the general direction of the item shop, and she waves when she sees him.]

Hello! Are you hungry? I bought sandwiches.

[This is a Milly who is positively radiating happy just at the sight of him.]

I made you feel a little cold. I didn't try to set you on fire or knock you out of a tree.

[And now this is where they get a glimpse of how Nosgoth once was and what it has become...]

It was once a land of beauty, verdant and filled with life. Then when the Guardian of the Pillar of Balance, Ariel, was slain, it fell upon Kain to be ordained from birth to become a scion of Balance and sacrifice his life to restore the Pillars to their former glory. However, he chose to move against Fate. Kain refused the sacrifice, and so the Pillars fell and crumbled away, later become the seat of power for Kain's empire. It was during this time that I served him in my second life, my soul brought out of the land of the dead and reborn as a vampire. I served loyally for Kain alongside my brethren, each of us lieutenants to the man who had become godlike in power.

Despite the fall of the Pillars, there was still life lingering in Nosgoth, humans and animals were common and knew their place beneath the vampires. It was only when I dared evolve and possess wings before Kain that the world seemed to spiral out of control...

A preacherman?

I guess that would be quite a change.

I don't remember seeing any churches here. [though she really hadn't been looking for them]

That's right. All of my people are Summoners.

[Or were, but she's not getting into that.]

But it takes a lot of time and training and even then, the only way to gain their trust enough summon them is to defeat them in combat.

[D-d'oh.]

Well, textbook shit, of course. [Because his list of successful courtings is always a work in progress. 8|;]

My world is mostly ocean, as you probably guessed from all the pirates.

We have desert islands though.

I don't know, meow.

[theories what theories she has no theories]

[S n e r k.]

Uhuh, I see.

Tch. You see what?

What's with the grumpy-looking face? I said I see you know your stuff.

Nah, there aren't any around, but I'm pretty used to it. There were few and far between in my world, too. I guess people just didn't have a thing for faith anymore, in all senses of the word.

Typical days in the desert.

Really? That big of a mystery, huh?

Ah, good to see a little bit of home in other worlds.

And what sort of island are you from, then, chief?

They might be! You'll never know until you ask, right?

[Place beneath vampires, huh? Uuuuhuh, he's not agreeing with that.

But he asks on, anyway.]

And how did it spiral out of control from there? Jealousy toward you?

[grumpy face has yet to retreat. But he's not looking ready to hiss steam.

Mutter mutter CLEANING GLASS SO MUCH IT SHINES mutter mutter]

[And he's very glad to see she's doing well. Huh, has it really almost been two weeks since she'd come here...? He grins, hefting up the gun. onto his shoulder.]

Sure am! Geez, it's like you can read my mind from the apartment. Do you have some secret ability you're not telling me about?

A city island.

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