Third Ritual of Detestation: The Great Ocean. Action only

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

[ Garviel walks long the docks of Prospero, as the time approaches the Dark Hour. His blade slung over one shoulder, pistol at his waist, expression cold. Dare you approach the grim warrior? ]

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[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

[Issei dares. Well, it's more that he's walking that way anyway, and Garviel is there by chance. He's... certainly intimidating, but Issei is trying to get used to that. 'Trying' being the key word.]

...Sir?

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[It's not quite that Devola dares approach Garviel. Rather, during his walk Garviel will come across the woman sitting on the edge of the docks, her legs dangling over the side and lute in her hands. She doesn't seem to be playing any song in particular, merely moving her hands mindlessly, allowing flow-of-thought to guide them. The overall effect, while not what one could classically consider "good", is far from dissonant. It's fairly melodic and somewhat melancholic, actually.

Needless to say, she doesn't notice the large man at first. Though she'll turn to look at him and offer a wave when he approaches closer.]

G'evenin'

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Yes? [ He remembers issei, looking down at him. ]

What is it?

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Nothing of importance. I was just wondering if you would like company.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Good evening, Devola. It is almost time for the storm. [ He looks out over the ocean. ]

I am curious to see if there are shadows on the docks.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

I will not turn my back on it, certainly. [ He will walk quietly with Issei for a bit, stoic. ]

The dark hour comes. Are you prepared?

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] As much as I can be.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Then I will stand with you, and together we shall endure it.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

It's best not to face the shadows alone, to say the least.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Would that your friend would realize this.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

He's an idiot. I don't know how I can possibly keep him from getting himself hurt foolishly.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Inform him how many people he's going to get killed looking after him. I won't have it...

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I don't think even that would work.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

I could knock him unconscious before any major battle if it continues. [ Yeah he's serious. ]

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I can't allow that. As foolish as he may be, I love him dearly and won't allow anyone to intentionally harm him so.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Then it is your responsibility to find some way to restrain him or teach him how to fight like a soldier and not a moron.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

...

I could get a leash...

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

You would chain him as a dog?

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....

That might just work.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

It's certainly a tempting idea. I'm not sure how long I'd be able to manage it...

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Is he stronger than you then?

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Yes, he is. More than enough to overpower me.

[Remembering the last time that was proven is... awkward.]

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Are you sure a shock-fist or something is out of the question?

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Anything that knocks him unconscious is something I won't condone. Getting him to be smarter may be the easier task, as daunting as that is.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Then you know your duty. Execute it.

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

I will. I have more wish to see him grow into a person with some kind of sense than anyone else does.