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[whereabout]

CHARACTERS: Joshua and anyone
WHERE: The Red Coast, barracks.
WHEN: Anytime in days 28-34.
SUMMARY: Sick jams.
WARNINGS: None yet, but I have great faith in y'all's ability to make anything horrible. Will update if needed.



[ The really awful thing about their disguises is the sheer number of things you can't do in public.

Usually, Joshua would take off and find a convenient spot outside for this kind of thing. Fresh air. Nice views. It's not exactly the way to perfect zen (mostly because there is absolutely no such thing for a mind like his), but it's something. Not happening, while they're on Hyrypia. So he does the best he can. He waits for a time when the barracks are pretty empty.

But if you're still around, or you just happened to pick now to come back, you're greeted by the sound of a harmonica.

He might take requests, if you're not a total douchebag. ]

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[whereabout]

[ He doesn't particularly believe in luck; as far as he's concerned, what most people call "luck" he'd call good reactions and the ability to make good use (or failure to do so) of your circumstances.

He's not that kind of pedantic dick about these things, though, so it goes unsaid. ]

There doesn't seem to be much...coordination in this group.

[ A polite understatement, really; he's kind of amazed that some of these people manage to coexist within ten selges of each other. ]

[detestable]

That's generous.

[ Which might be rude, but Seth's patience has waned. ]

I'm surprised they haven't blown this entire operation yet.

[ All Lexa's accusations that Seth's attitude would turn out to be part of the problem, he can't see how his unwillingness to merge minds makes anything about this group worse. ]

You worried about it yet?

[whereabout]

I am.

[ But worrying is unproductive, so he tries not to focus on it. If only he could apply that logic to self-hatred. ]

But I'm not sure how to deal with it.

[ Don't worry about things, do something about them. That's what he'd always lived by. But getting a few dozen people from wildly different backgrounds, moral codes, and motivations on the same page? He's an assassin, not a magician. ]

[detestable]

As far as I can figure out? Work your own angle while the rest of them chase their tails.

[ #teamwork ]

If we're lucky, we'll get somewhere before they blow it all up.

[ Since from what Seth hears, that's how every mission ends with this crew. They make noisy exits. And so far, they've been lucky enough to get shit done before having to run for the hills. Seth doesn't expect that to hold up. ]

[whereabout]

[ Blow it...up...

Oy. ]

I'd really like to think that's just a metaphor.

[ It sounds very much like they're not going to be that lucky. ]