Video/Action. scars and hearts (not an emo song from 2002)

[throwsdown]

Who: Takeshi and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Goldstone
When: Feb. 13th for broadcast / Valentine's Day for Goldstone option.

[Video.]

I was just thinking about scars... I mean — umm! That sounds kind of weird, doesn't it. But I got a few, and I was thinking about how people who fight got a lot of them. How do you feel about yours...? The kinds you get when you fight. I have one here — [He pulls the fleet's custom jumpsuit to show a nasty scar on his shoulder.] from when I got shot! And this one — [He holds up one of his legs, floundering a little to keep it in the screen. His head isn't even in the shot anymore as he struggles to balance; the scar, unlike the rounder one before, is thin and longer.]

I got this one when I broke my leg fighting a godman! And this one...!

[He sits up, pointing to the little scar on his arm.]

This was when I was hitting cannibals with trees!

And this one —

[He holds up the other foot, where a littler scar sits on the top of his foot.]

... I kicked a table on accident once.

How about you guys?

[Action | Goldstone]

[February 14th... Morning.

Well. The ship sudddenly looks...



... Frightening. Child-cut hearts everywhere, balloons, confetti, more hearts, more confetti, all over the tables, the hallway, the doors of everyone in the crew; it is V-Day pandemonium. And judging from Takeshi's happy little hum as he sits at the table and cuts out more hearts, the person who had caused this chaos is hardly a mystery. Even Hoi Hoi the panda is sitting nearby, gnawing on a squeaky toy and wearing pink and red and white beads like he's two pawsteps away from Mardi Gras.

... Happy Valentine's Day. (˵ ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°˵)ﾉ⌒♡  (◕▿◕✿)]

Comments

[throwsdown]

[He jumps back, looking radiant about the whole thing.]

It's a day of love! To remind people you care about that you, um, care! I used to say I'd never ever love nobody ever again after I showed up here... But you guys are really lovable, you know.

[SO SAYETH THE CAPTAIN]

[noprophecies]

So there is a holiday to . . . care about people? [modern holidays are so completely lost on her] I am not sure I understand it.

[............] You are a hard person not to care about.

[she admitted it sort of]

[throwsdown]

[oh gosh the tables have turned HE'S ABLUSHING]

I—is that what you think...? Me?

[Look, he's come a long way, but sometimes it's hard for him to remember that feelings can go both ways.]

[noprophecies]

[oh no was that the wrong thing to say? HOW DOES FEELINGS WORK]

Yes? I would not say so if it weren't true.

1/2

[throwsdown]

[Oh... Oh, that's...! That's so wonderful to hear. He's really not sure why, but his eyes are getting misty — or — or more than that, big fat tears are forming. He feels so embarrassed, gosh. He quickly scrubs his face and tries to clear them. It's hard not to think of the people he's come to love over the years... Kaze... Heather and Netherlands and the others aboard the Tranquility... and now his — family aboard the fleet. He had wanted to avoid caring when he first showed up.

And now obviously that ship has sailed; he'd kick ass for any of them, no questions asked.]

I — I care about you, too, M-Miss Tempest...

2/2

[throwsdown]

[SNIIIIIFFFFFFF.

He looks at her, a hot mess.]

I'm not crying! I just have allergies.

[Ah, taking a page out of Crowley's trick book.

Good lad.]

screams

[noprophecies]

[oh . . . oh no, she made him cry. She isn't sure if it's good crying or not (crying is never good in her book) and her first instinct is to flee immediately. But he's being genuine about feelings and she attempted it and - ugh, why does this always happen?]

—allergies can make one cry?

[...]

What are allergies?

[throwsdown]

Umm — umm, they're — they're weird things in the air that make your nose sniffly, that's all—

[He rubs at his face, looking a little distraught at how silly he must look.]

These are just...! Allergies in — the heart...! That's all...

[He's so happy you like him, Tempest. That's all, indeed.]

[noprophecies]

But . . . your heart cannot get - ah, sniffly . . .

[SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THESE VAGUE THINGS TAKESHI]

[throwsdown]

[He laughs a little, sniffing and trying to recover quickly.]

I guess not... I'm not really a very good doctor...

Sorry for being weird.

[noprophecies]

[she wrinkles her nose, but her hand does gravitate to his hair, ruffling it]

It is not weird, I just do not understand that. People do not speak like that where I'm from, that's all.

[throwsdown]

[AHEM. AHEM!!!

No it's cool, he's all good now...! Just red-faced.]

I'm just happy to have you here.

[noprophecies]

Ah - well.

[go on, Tempest, you can say it back] I am happy that you are here, too. I am glad we've become close.

[there you go you did it]

[throwsdown]

[Heheh!

He gives a thumbs up.]

A successful Valentine's Day!