Voices from Heaven (
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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:28 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mingle,
- adrian "alucard" tepes,
- ciel phantomhive,
- connor,
- james buchanan barnes (au),
- james buchanan barnes (ou),
- james tiberius kirk (au),
- kaname buccaneer,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- keith,
- loki,
- lup,
- manji,
- mikleo,
- otono-tachibana makie,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- randolph lyall,
- remy lebeau,
- sansa stark,
- steve rogers (ou),
- taako,
- the vision,
- thor odinson,
- tim drake,
- tyrion lannister,
- undertaker,
- vash the stampede,
- veronica,
- victor frankenstein,
- wanda maximoff
'cause it's better than nothing
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And what are the benefits?
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[A sense of purpose. A feeling like he's actually leaving a mark on the world beyond Glamour Springs. Someone to talk to when he isn't completely grossed out by all the weird shit they pull.
Taako shrugs.]
I'm a simple elf with simple needs. I'd rather not starve to death and except where I died a shitload in Refuge - which didn't end up really counting since we survived the last time - I don't plan on beefin' it anymore anytime soon.
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[ he's not dismissing those needs, but literally, magic can easily solve those issues. ]
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[Taako stops suddenly, frowning. He fidgets at the towel hanging at his waist and then slips a stray strand of hair behind his ear, out of his face. It almost immediately falls back into place, barely masking the darkness that flits over his expression.]
S-sure I could, but... [He laughs a little nervously.] Cha' boy had his reasons for not wanting to, uh, be running around flinging magic everywhere until recently.
[It'd been awhile, but he was still technically wanted for all those deaths. He had to avoid cooking, avoid anything having to do with the culinary world. He was known, his face known, and he had to be careful, lay low. It'd been easy to hook up with an adventuring party, but hard to find one that would take someone with so little experience.]
And uh, once I signed up with the Bureau, it was kind of a lifelong gig. Drank from the tank and all that.
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You might succeed better if you see this through. Perhaps even remove your curse.
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[And if Loki meant all the other things Taako had just been talking about? Well, he's going to ignore all that. Feelings and pouring them out like sugar on the floor is still something Taako struggles with. He'd rather ignore them and pretend nothing bothered him, then wallow in the realization that so much of his own life is unknown to him, that his future is uncertain, that he might be insignificant.]
As long as I keep collecting the Relics, I'll be fine. Dumb luck's gotten me this far, might as well see how much further it'll let me ride its coattails.
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Yes, well. Good luck with that.
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Got Istus on my side, so at least I can't just die for no reason for awhile.
[He shrugs and turns back to his pot, stirring it quietly.]
The door's probably open, if you're tired of me already. I'm sure it'll open for you.
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No on is tiring of you, Taako. But you are undecided in what you truly want and it shows.
[ and loki cannot fight for him. loki is not that kind of person and his attempts to fight for people, well, they've all ended badly. but also, loki is very well aware that help can only go so far. after all, he's been in taako's position. you can't tell someone what's best for them. ]
I lost everything, but I would make that same choice again. What choice are you willing to make? You should think about it.
[ with that, he heads for the door. ]
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Other than the fact that no one truly knew him. He would never let them. He'd remain aloof and apart so the inevitable heartbreak of them leaving him behind would be lessened. He did the same thing here on the Fleet - keep everyone close but never within arm's reach. So he can't really blame anyone if they leave or forget him or just get tired of the eternal struggle to get anything of substance out of him. It's just...how he is though. It's hard to change over a hundred years of running and hiding, stealing and scraping by just in a few years or months.
So why are you doing this, Taako? Why aren't you doing a safer career?
Loki is leaving and Taako glances at him as the door opens, revealing light rather than the outside stage. He quickly looks away and goes back to the nothingness in his pot.]
Wouldn't be the first time I lost everything. I made a choice, m'dude, the only one open to me. After that, it's just about surviving until I'm not useful anymore.
[Or he dies. Again.
He chuckles a little, shrugging his shoulders to slough off the heaviness that's settled on his back.]
But that's some petty ass concerns to bring up to a god, huh? Don't worry about. You go on and I'll see you around sometime, maybe.
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[ his did. but again, not really his place and he doesn't want to make things worse. so loki dips his head and leaves through the door. ]