A Cruel Twist of Fate [closed]

[wickedchase]

WHO: Twisted Fate, Nerva, Korrin, Zevran, Beleth, Cyril, Ruby, Sera, Katniss, and special sending crystal guest star, Sina!
WHAT: A companion quest and elven relations all wrapped up in one.
WHEN: Post-Illness plot. The band of merry travelers will be gone from Clouch 23 to Clouchreach 28.
WHERE: Traveling to and from the Serpentine River.
NOTES: The plotting post.

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[wickedchase]

It was a joke, Sera.

[He sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose.

Running away from problems isn't a first for him, but foisting off his problems on friends is not... friendly.]

Tell you what. I get drunk as shit, and then? Then I'll try to make some mad, brilliant plan that fixes this whole thing. I'm sure that won't possibly go awry.

[arsebiscuit]

[She snots a little at that.]

It's- you can need friends, yeah? Friends are the best things that can be. But they're just that. The Friends. You're there to make it all work. That's the deal. Or you're just...some bitchy person that makes people feel like shit.

[ Being a Jenny clearly gave much wisdom. Drunk, angry wisdom. ]

[wickedchase]

Oh, don't worry. I can still be a bitchy person, just sometimes I'm a friend, too.

[He finishes his current cup. Because, yes, he needs to get drunk to deal with this shit.]

You're not wrong, though. [And he can approve of her telling to get his crap together.] Suppose after I hear what everyone's got to say, I'll figure out where it has to go after that.

[arsebiscuit]

Good 'nuff. But it's on you, yeah? Don't get to cry 'bout how the cook wasn't fast enough if it goes off wrong. Don't get that, after you dragged everyone in.

[ She is making less sense there, weaving her own work as a leader in the Red jenny's into this, but too gone to much care. ]

'Till then... tell me how that bitchy First set her underthings on fire once or something.

[wickedchase]

I don't plan on it. No matter how it turns out. Suppose it's just enough that we try. That I try, more specifically. [Which he hasn't done much of, Sera helpfully pointed out, but it was a good point.]

Oh, definitely. When we were children, I had a natural affinity to making fire spells. Janna? Janna wanted to catch up. So she did set her clothes on fire, matter of fact. Then complained to me and wanted me to share my cloak with her.

I told her good luck with that and ran off. She had to walk back to camp without a piece of clothing to her name.

[arsebiscuit]

Ha! There you go. Do anything clever with it? Like...like shove her down and say 'Tricks on you, I like boys better!' Or something.

[ She will just be giggling. About the naked fire princess sparkly-tits. ]

[wickedchase]

Bah, it'd have been a poor lie. I like both, really. But I did put slugs in her robes when I beat her home.

You can imagine the shrieking, I hope. It was good shrieking.

[arsebiscuit]

Everyone lives through this, we'll see if we can't hear 'em again, yeah? Slugs and itchy plants in her underthings.

[ Show how shocking a flat-ear can be. ]

[wickedchase]

I like the way you think, Sera.

Suppose I'll just have to work extra hard to make sure we get the opportunity.