[you know what, Vi isn't even going to dignify that last comment with a response. she was already on her way to the bar, anyway.
she ends up at there not too long later, wrapping and unwrapping the hand wrapping on the hand that had the mark on it. she was torn between wanting to slap herself and see if she was dreaming, and wishful thinking that she might just be hallucinating the thing.
but... it's still there. she'd scrubbed it, to see if it'd come off. the skin is still red and a little raw around it, but no matter what she'd tried, that stupid faint outline was still there.]
[ There are a lot of reasons for Blackbeard to hang around the tavern beneath the inn. Free drinks, free board, keeping an eye on Stede... maybe mostly that last one. Either way, he feels more at home in the likes of a tavern than anywhere else, still being without his ship. And even if the Girl With the Monkey Tattoo doesn't show, at least he gets all the rest out of it.
He's alone at a table with his feet up on the opposite chair's seat, smoking tobacco from a carved ivory pipe. There's a mostly-full glass of ale to his right with a flintlock pistol and a knife set just beside it, and to his left, a red scrap of old silk rolled up around something. ]
for dazai
[you know what, Vi isn't even going to dignify that last comment with a response. she was already on her way to the bar, anyway.
she ends up at there not too long later, wrapping and unwrapping the hand wrapping on the hand that had the mark on it. she was torn between wanting to slap herself and see if she was dreaming, and wishful thinking that she might just be hallucinating the thing.
but... it's still there. she'd scrubbed it, to see if it'd come off. the skin is still red and a little raw around it, but no matter what she'd tried, that stupid faint outline was still there.]
Hey, Dazai! Where are you at?
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early may-ish, pre event
He's alone at a table with his feet up on the opposite chair's seat, smoking tobacco from a carved ivory pipe. There's a mostly-full glass of ale to his right with a flintlock pistol and a knife set just beside it, and to his left, a red scrap of old silk rolled up around something. ]
crawls out of con coma.....mom said it's my turn to disappear
ahh i'm familiar with post-con drop. hope you had a great time!
i did i did! it just took a lot more out of me than i expected hahaha
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cw: needles/tattooing