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[come sail away] ic inbox (season 1)

Skulduggery Pleasant

Cabin 117 - 6:39 PM

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wimdy: (I take the wins out with the losses)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-11 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the moon... a big rock... actually the sheer unimpressedness of skulduggery in the face of that moon spiking almost has him stunned, but maybe he's biased for being the victim of said moon spiking. ] A boulder--

Is that truly what you think of the moon, a boulder now! [ ... ] Though, I can't say whether the moon in this realm is even real, as real as those false stars might as well be, such inconsistency they hold in the sky. It felt more painful than a big rock, I've had those thrown at me a-plenty!

[ thanks no thank you zhongli. ]
wimdy: (grown live at the days inn)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-12 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ the moon in genshin is... questionable. that being said, the very sky itself and the heavens are questionable so, kind of much of this goes over a silly spoony bard's head. ] It resulted in a natural disaster for at least one person! [ he taps a hand to his chest. him! it was a disaster for him!!... kinda?! ] But if I think of it as a boulder... hm! So I should simply try to avoid or dodge next time.

[ which, funnily enough, is the captain's advice as well. so.

... ]
I don't suppose your invisible wall could block something like that, could it?
wimdy: (grown live at the days inn)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-13 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Looking back on it, it could have been a choice. I should have kept my head, I... [ but he'd seen mizuki die, his mind reeled back two thousand years to maybe the most pivotal and defining moment of his life, the silhouette of a boy falling to arrows. the pierce through. he falls quieter, a hand going up subconsciously to his chest, the memory that hit harder than bullets, fatal shots.

a blink. he drags himself from the mire of the past. the scritch of skulduggery's pencil or pen tracing the map. the present, which deserves focus. ]


We've quite a collection of magic users on this ship, and yet we can barely understand the Captain's...

Perhaps we could practice? I could throw things using wind, if you'd like to test your walls more.