[ too fast, too flip. his face scrunches for it. a careful step over noose, and cedric slides the mug over, doesn't sit before he starts necking his own. ]
Don't change nothing, does it? Gotta get my head on straight. 'S all the same as it was.
[ you can't unswear an oath. only sever it — selfish — and what good's that done any of them? barrow, vanya, mobius. they're all still so goddamn lonely. ]
[A wince at how quickly Cedric is tossing back his ale-- well that's certainly not ideal-- but Barrow has a light touch with the squirrelly ones, and this is no exception.]
Head can still be on straight to do a lot of things, [he muses, accepting his own mug back with a hand curling like a lion's paw,]
do you want to find out what happened? Or is it best left forgotten?
[ says a man on lyrium, who's taken more knocks to the head than any healer'd recommend. but: again. an admission. ]
Y'never see a hole in the road. Only step over, chance, 'til one day you trip. Fall. Now you're always gonna think of it after, any time y'pass that spot. Same as it was, and nothing's changed, but it still weren't – it weren't there before. Not really.
[ squirrely. yeah, that's a word for it. cedric pushes a thumb into temple. at last surfaces to add, ]
[A kindly smile, sincere: selfish, perhaps, but it's nice to be trusted occasionally.]
I wouldn't know where to begin with all this, [and he's, you know, actively avoiding the Order,] but whenever you need another pair of hands, they're yours. Not the sort of thing someone should have to be worrying about.
[ wouldn't have gone to the others with this, couldn't. but for all barrow's choices, he's had his back from the start, from that first fucking demon. cedric isn't looking at him. watches his fingers, fiddles with the mug. ]
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Date: 2024-10-19 05:19 am (UTC)[ too fast, too flip. his face scrunches for it. a careful step over noose, and cedric slides the mug over, doesn't sit before he starts necking his own. ]
Don't change nothing, does it? Gotta get my head on straight. 'S all the same as it was.
[ you can't unswear an oath. only sever it — selfish — and what good's that done any of them? barrow, vanya, mobius. they're all still so goddamn lonely. ]
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Date: 2024-10-23 06:13 pm (UTC)Head can still be on straight to do a lot of things, [he muses, accepting his own mug back with a hand curling like a lion's paw,]
do you want to find out what happened? Or is it best left forgotten?
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Date: 2024-10-25 01:08 am (UTC)[ says a man on lyrium, who's taken more knocks to the head than any healer'd recommend. but: again. an admission. ]
Y'never see a hole in the road. Only step over, chance, 'til one day you trip. Fall. Now you're always gonna think of it after, any time y'pass that spot. Same as it was, and nothing's changed, but it still weren't – it weren't there before. Not really.
[ squirrely. yeah, that's a word for it. cedric pushes a thumb into temple. at last surfaces to add, ]
Sorry. Didn't mean t'dump this on you.
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Date: 2024-10-28 06:13 pm (UTC)[A kindly smile, sincere: selfish, perhaps, but it's nice to be trusted occasionally.]
I wouldn't know where to begin with all this, [and he's, you know, actively avoiding the Order,] but whenever you need another pair of hands, they're yours. Not the sort of thing someone should have to be worrying about.
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Date: 2024-11-07 09:33 am (UTC)[ wouldn't have gone to the others with this, couldn't. but for all barrow's choices, he's had his back from the start, from that first fucking demon. cedric isn't looking at him. watches his fingers, fiddles with the mug. ]
Knowing it all now, would y'have stayed?
[ tended the farm. never joined, just to leave. ]
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Date: 2024-11-18 10:47 pm (UTC)Would've just got in worse trouble, more like. Never had much sense.