The Binding of Isaac

[gamemakers]

Who| All those who signed up for the plot!
What| Capitol rebels attempt a break in and dismantling of dangerous weaponry.
Where| In a warehouse just beyond the very end of the cityline
When| Some time following Arena 13
WARNINGS| Please specify warnings in tag headers.
NOTES | Remember that if you did not sign up, it will be assumed you are not participating in the plot. Plotting can be found here! IC plotting is here!

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[justoutrunyou]

Seems passionate speeches were all part of gearing up for war. Was that what this was? The start of a war? Sandy wasn't sure.

Either way when he asked for an Amen she pumped her fist in the air and called out "AMEN!" Regardless of if anyone else did.

Then she would find her way through the crowd of nervous or eager would-be heroes to find the Initiate and tug on his sleeve to get his attention.

In her hand she held a bottle of his Soda, complete with his face on it. The add campaign had been a big success. It would be a shame if he didn't get to enjoy it a little more before he ran off to do something stupid.

[carnagecarnival]

It just can't be helped. The moment he hears that call of amen, he's grinning wide. It spreads right across his face, a crack of lightning through dark cloud. He soaks it in, the one thing more powerful to him than fear.

He turns from his audience when tugged upon. In the back of his mind he thinks how a Grand Highblood would never so be touched as this, never a holy preacher so marked. He smiles for it and leans in for what words or show might come.

Then has to laugh and shake his head when he sees that bottle. He takes the soda from her grip, but still bends lower to wrap his arms around her.

"You be sticking safe as what I said, my best girl. YEAH?"

[justoutrunyou]

Her own small arms curl around him in a desperate squeezing embrace. Like maybe if she hugs hard enough it'll protect him from this suicidally nobel mission he's undertaking.

"I'll behave myself." She promised "I don't need you worrying about me when you're the one in real danger." She promised quiet enough so it was just between them and not the rest of the party.

"Then again, with a team like this it feels like they'll be too confused to know what hit them." She added glancing around at the collection of cross dressers and people with makeup and haircuts designed to make them impossible to ID on recording.

[carnagecarnival]

"Naw," He laughs. "ALWAYS WORRY ENOUGH AT FOR MY OWNSELF. Worrying on no other ain't gonna do wrong by me. NOT BY YOU NEITHER." It's good to hear. He already knew she would, she's been real damn good looking after herself. But hearing it helps.

"Ain't half bad battle advantage, best girl. MOTHERFUCKERS MAKE WASTE IF TIME. All too much time spent on figuring our asses out by what we is in fearfusions. ENOUGH ON FOR US BE TO MAKING A DROP, YO." It's part joking, but also part entirely serious. He imagines they'll be able to take out a few just for surprise factor alone.

He starts to loosen his grip on her. He need not hold on too long, and that soda will keep on calling him otherwise.

[justoutrunyou]

She begrudgingly allows him to pull back and she betrays herself by bringing a sleeve up to wipe her eyes from the stinging sissywater that was threatening to slip out.

"Something in my eye." She lied and then grinned at him.

"This one will go better then the jailbreak I bet." She added trying to sound encouraging. "Then again, I escaped during that mess when a bunch of others didn't so that worked out OK for me." A weak laugh. An attempt at being light hearted and brave. Cocky even.

But it was hard to be cocky knowing that a very large chunk of the important people in her life were running into danger and she had to hang back. This was an entirely new sensation for her and she didn't care for it.

[carnagecarnival]

He smiles softer on seeing it. There's no judgement from him, not for this, but he allows her to keep what all ever pride she's got the mind of needing at. Something up in eye inmotherfuckingdeed.

He snorts. "Did you now?" He says. "GOOD UP ON YOU, SISTER." Pride is a good look on her, he won't deny. Even if it's not all of realness whole.

"Was thinking all the same myself," He admits. "AIN'T NONE OF US GOT WORKING TOGETHERLIKE SO MUCH BEFOREWAYS. Not even up in arenas." Really, it was an excellent strategy to keep them from organizing, always throwing them in strife up against each other. "THINK WE MIGHT GOT AT TO HAVING FOR SOMETHING RIGHT NOW ABOUT US."

[justoutrunyou]

"Or a couple somethings at least." She agreed nodding and relaxing as best she could.

"I checked all the drop points this morning during my jog. The supplies are still in place if anyone needs patching up. So if they can make it home we can keep them wheezing." Though she'd never handled anything more elaborate then basic first aid. Talking shop made her feel like she had a better grip on things.

"I hope they don't throw us into another arena too soon. Getting sent into an arena with an injury sucks." She spoke from experience.

[carnagecarnival]

"Ha, ain't I motherfucking know it," He says. He remembers the burns all up his arms. He remembers how they went immediate to sending him into an arena of heat and humidity. The unfunny fuckers.

Of course, that had been when he'd first met her. There'd been a lot of bad up in that arena, but he supposes that one thing to have been good.

Nameless should've been here with him. She should've been by their side, ready for strife. She'd have been brilliant. But she was gone now, and he supposes he ought just be grateful for the gift she left of them; each other.

"THANK YOU, LITTLE SISTER. Oh sister of sand and stone."

Seems like a great line to fade out on. At least till she unhappily runs into him later. ;_;

[justoutrunyou]

awesome! And yes ; ;

[carnagecarnival]