twentieth pact ❖ {so married}

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[Emil appears on the Plane in a huff, body language screaming frustration. His ever faithful companion, Wolf, whines petulantly and is ignored.]

She can't just ignore ME. I even said I was sorry! What's her problem!?

[Wolf whines again. This time, Emil snaps back.]

Tch-- like that would do anything. If you're not gonna say anything helpful, then get out of my way!

[STOMP STOMP STOMP. He heads toward the Coliseum, intending to beat something up.]

[ooc: /spams community forever. This is a canon update we meant to do about six months ago. Marta slapped Emil and told him he was a meanie in the Temple of Lightning, and the nice one is hiding right now. ):]

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[lamb_of_gold]

[Lalala, In the colluseium, looks at Emil's approach, and notes the eye colour]

Hello, grumpy one.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

What's so damn special about—

[It's not like his eyes actually change, but Mu can tell because he's a shiny sparkly psychic and has been inside his head before.

Damn those psychics. Also, Emil wants to punch you for existing.]

What do you want?

[Logic? What's that?]

[lamb_of_gold]

I was beginning a set of Tai Chi. You barged in angrily. I think I should be asking what you would like.

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I'm thinking I'd like to wipe that smirk off your face.

[... at least he's to the point.]

[lamb_of_gold]

You're welcome to try,

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That's pretty tempting. You think you can handle it?

[lamb_of_gold]

I'm somewhat more worried for your safety than for mine.

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[BURRRRNN.]

Yeah, right.

Get ready.

[He draws his sword and assumes a defensive position.]

[formervanguard.livejournal.com]

[Marta appears on the plane just in time to hear that exchange. Now you're being mean to Wolf? What a jerk!

No lecture, though, she's still not speaking to him. She does however, stomp off in the other direction, still angry.]

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[OH HELL NO GIRL, YOU ARE NOT GETTING AWAY THAT EASILY.]

HEY! MARTA! Why are you still mad?! You can't just walk away from me! Marta! Marta!

—MARTA!

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[She must be used to his constant YELLING at this point because she's not. Paying. Attention. At all. Destination: kitchen! Probably for some chocolate to make herself feel better. Or at least something sweet. And premade, eheh...]

Hmph!

[Oh, and yeah, she's still mad. ♥]

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[HAHAHAHA. And that just pisses him off more.]

Stop ignoring me! MARTA!

[Nope, she's definitely going the opposite way. He scowls at her back.]

... FINE! You'd better be ready to go when I'm done here!

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[She stops walking. Slooowly, she turns to face him.]

... When you're done here? I'm not here because of you! I'm here for myself! I'll go whenever I feel like it!!

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[Actually, that's a good point. He deflates a little bit then resists!]

Oh yeah?! We're not putting off the Cores just because you're a little mad!

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Oh yeah?! Well maybe you should have thought of that before you decided to go and be a big JERK!!

[And she turns to storm off again, a metaphorical storm cloud over her head.]

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I said I was-- Marta! Are you listening to me? MARTA!

[He lets her go this time, and only when she's gone does he begin to rein in his anger. Wolf pushes at his hand with its big wet nose.]

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Marta...

[clinical]

[And look who is in the Coliseum.] Ah, Emil. I see you brought me a present. [It isn't like he hasn't seen Emil in ANGRYPANTS!EMIL mode before.

Of course last time, it ended in Jade dying. But that doesn't deter him!]

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[Very little deters Jade Curtiss.]

Oh, it's you.

[clinical]

[That's a heartwarming way of greeting your very best bro, right? Right!] Can we be sure of that? Am I really the person who has been brought back to life in my shape and form? Or is that change in blood the physical manifestation of the truth: that I am not who I was?

[Hell no, it's still him.]

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Get over it. You're not the only one who's died here and you sure as hell aren't gonna be the last.

[Wolf decides that Jade smells like ham and moves to sniff him, but Emil stops the beast with a glare.]

[clinical]

[Oh, don't! Jade likes animals. Sort of.] Now, now, it isn't nice to limit the social circle of your friends. [Or pets. Whatever, they're the same thing.]

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[In this case, they really are.]

I don't trust you.

[But Wolf does. It sits on his haunches and stares lopsidedly at Jade, big pink tongue lolling out the side. Emil glares at it again, and the fluffy ears go back.]

... Will you stop contradicting me?

[clinical]

[Aww, wolfy. Jade holds his hand out to the not at all dangerous monster.] It's all right. Trouble in paradise makes all pet owners angry.

[Does he know what has happened? No. This isn't even a shot in the dark; it's complete and total bullshit.]

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[Wolf nuzzles Jade's outstretched hand, much to Emil's frustration.]

Wolf isn't-- [sigh] Whatever. I came here to train, not argue with crackpots. Letting you live is only slightly less annoying than killing you.

[Ah, idle threats. He walks past Jade (not right past him, though, he doesn't want to get stopped) so that he can find a good space to stand.]