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[myironeyes]

[Open spam in the greenhouse.]

[It's a peculiar sight, even moreso than Marsh on his own. The man with spikes for eyes is carrying a very small, ugly, excitable cockatiel chick, carefully transferring her from one flowerbed to the next, letting her waddle intrepidly through the greenery, meticulously watching over her and snatching her gently away from any drop-offs or sinister-looking creeper vines while frowning in terse disapproval.]

[Private to Zane]

I'd like to teach you the fast way to kill an Inquisitor.

[It's neither an instruction nor a question; it's a preference. He knows Zane is struggling with his own relationship with violence right now. Zane could refuse, if he wants to.]

Just in case.


[Private to Barbara]

What is your opinion on mercy killing?


[Private to Erik]

How are you getting along with Kelsier?


[Private separately to Ned and Lua]

If you had to trust someone on this ship to kill you, who would it be?


[Private to Ryan Hardy]

I am your warden. I am still not a metaphor for anything.

We should meet.

Comments

Marsh

[bodilesswarrior]

[She eyes him thoughtfully, for a moment.]

If someone asks, and you're able to do it, I don't see a problem with it. Sometimes...death is the best solution.

private

[godsays]

How to kill you, you mean.

[private]

[worksbetterinthepast]

[kinda hung over and sarcastic voice] Great, I get the pin-cushion.

[patheticvillain]

[Cassel is avoiding Zane. This means he's paying extra attention to stalking his other people, a list that's getting kind of unwieldy in length and suddenly includes Marsh. Cassel can't actually explain why. It just does.]

[Of course, it's not hard to stalk somebody who's carrying around a loud bird, so Cassel just walks up to him with his hands in his pockets and grins.]

Told you.

[Private]

[deadly_ned]

Me.

[surrenders]

[oh that's. quite a question right there. She doesn't know him quite well enough to guess why he asks, but has a guess, and will point it there.]

Never had to think about that before, never been that kind of sick or dangerous. Thought I needed killing, I... I'd do it myself, but if I didn't? You know Dean, right? Looks like that Ben kid except a few years older, lives a couple doors down from me. He's killed a lot of different kinds of things and doesn't think it's too much fun.

[Private]

[wecanavenge]

Why do you ask?