he's in the kitchen in the tiki hell house at the moment, setting out stuff to make some kind of a meal or probably just to stress cook, so when ace pops over, he glances back, and huffs. ]
'm fine, now. [ now that hulkenberg and vi are both fine. they're probably both within a 50 foot vicinity ] ...Just hard to be away from someone when you've been with them practically every day for the past six months. Especially knowing what was coming. And Vi...
[ a beat - he shakes his head. doesn't matter, now. ] Thanks. For asking. What about you?
[ wow it's sunday. i don't believe in locations anymore bc we live together but he's here polishing his greatsword somewhere in tiki hell. ace gets a sup nod. ]
...What a bloody mess.
[ a chill response from a man who lacked very much chill during execution ]
[ for once i care about locations again. anyway you already know his tits are sadly covered by a hoodie but find him at the beach of middle summer island in scawwy, his boots abandoned in the middle of it as he stands with his feet firmly in the ocean
You Cannot Swim, Ace.
despite the kind of homesick expression he has on before he spots strohl he grins pretty brightly upon seeing him ]
Hey, Strohl. Nice weather, right?
[ OUTSIDE is the mood here he's so happy. there's air. ]
[ i remember reading this and being like this is such a cute starter and it was like four seconds before i completely lost track of everything in my inbox ever again
anyway!!! strohl's in the midst of shedding his jacket because he is a white man from the mountains, but... admittedly, it is nice, and it's good to see ace look that happy too, so: ]
Hot as the Virga Isles out here. You're right, though. Nice to get some fresh air.
[ strohl jr is here too, frolicking happily through the sand! he runs a circle around ace's legs in the water, making excited squeaky noises. ]
Can't imagine anyone much happier than a sailor on the sea.
[ the urge to just rattle you by your cat ears you no longer have is so real
anyway strohl's here! sticking around close frankly, keeping an eye on ace and the other injured, but once he's settled somewhere and his well wishers are thinning, he nudges the door closed and looks at him, worried but also just. frowning so intensely. ]
okay. executions are not strange. between a murdergame and a half and his own life, he's seen plenty of these - even in some of this context, it's not all that odd. but that doesn't make it any better.
by the time this is over, he's fuming mad. ]
Gates of justice - don't be ridiculous. [ snarly, furious. ] So, what, they've assigned you the crimes of your - a man you've never even associated with?! They'll exterminate you for being born?! Bastards.
okay the good news is he's in posession of all of his limbs and his eyeballs. the bad news is he has three new holes. it's fine. no he's bandaged to fuck and has an icepack held against his nose at the moment. he also has a little gal on his chest, and he's just kind of messing with it when ace comes in.
this comment makes him laugh, though, soft, then wince. ]
Didn't mean to one up you. [ with a little laugh. ] Could've lived without it myself, but it's an improvement over the last. How're the others...?
[ UGHGHGHGH!!! FUCKING SAME MY GUY HE STARED AT TEETH MARKS ON AN ARM PART!! TERRIBLE ]
Nanase was dead on. You say someone's name that late, it's over. [ he's like not close to siffrin or anything but the injustice of it all just makes him seethe. ]
[ here we are in this tropical theme wing of the airport... strohl looks like he's getting a bit of a sunburn on his nose. suffer, white boy.
anyway besides that. i'm putting us at the pool because what should we do but run around with no shirt on. sitting on a lounge chair, strohl somehow manages to look not relaxed despite being in swim trunks and sans shirt - he's got a book with this on the cover in his hand that he's reading with a growing scowl on his face.
also relevant, you can see his normal tattoo on his left arm... and very fresh ink on his right! still covered in second skin/the plasticky wrap stuff and all, still red and everything.
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anyway we're in the healing place. strohl's pacing around like a normal person does for the most part because he is simply 90% anxiety 10% person most days, especially on thursdays; however, when ace shows signs of consciousness, he stops doing whatever he's doing and makes his way over to the side of one of the first aid centre beds, a deep frown on his face. ]
... You've had one hell of a week, my friend. [ quietly. ] Do you need anything?
the bad news is maybe he should but it's fine he's lying down in first aid (which is how you can tell he feels like shit he is not sitting up). but he's got a bandage around his torso and his head now and despite his eyes looking a little unfocused he can track strohl so it's fine. the hole is probably fine ]
A break. [ wryly. but jokes aside; ] M'all right. Vi okay?
[ in theory they are all in the same room in practice i do what i want ]
[ the way i was like i am so ready to go tag zia and then got fuckin powerwashed with murder confessions
anyway. strohl's here taking a short break from guard dog duty and switching off with someone else so he is so glad to be outside. no scolding even he gets it. everything is terrible. ]
[ idk. it's week seven. i dont know anything anymore.
anyway there's so many places to be! look at all of these places he could be! he's not in any of them. he's in the meadow. much like horses he is only happy in open spaces and he is just lying down on grass. ]
Hey, Strohl.
[ he is not getting up. he is becoming one with nature. ]
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[ peering into the kitchen ]
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anyway, peering at strohl a bit because he was Upset last night ]
How're you holding up?
[ the kill was on vi's team so that's a little close to home, he figures, ]
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he's in the kitchen in the tiki hell house at the moment, setting out stuff to make some kind of a meal or probably just to stress cook, so when ace pops over, he glances back, and huffs. ]
'm fine, now. [ now that hulkenberg and vi are both fine. they're probably both within a 50 foot vicinity ] ...Just hard to be away from someone when you've been with them practically every day for the past six months. Especially knowing what was coming. And Vi...
[ a beat - he shakes his head. doesn't matter, now. ] Thanks. For asking. What about you?
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...What a bloody mess.
[ a chill response from a man who lacked very much chill during execution ]
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Yeah. First of many. [ seven more weeks! wow! ] At least Anders survived.
[ IT LOOKED BAD. FOR A BIT. ]
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week 1, monday
You Cannot Swim, Ace.
despite the kind of homesick expression he has on before he spots strohl he grins pretty brightly upon seeing him ]
Hey, Strohl. Nice weather, right?
[ OUTSIDE is the mood here he's so happy. there's air. ]
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anyway!!! strohl's in the midst of shedding his jacket because he is a white man from the mountains, but... admittedly, it is nice, and it's good to see ace look that happy too, so: ]
Hot as the Virga Isles out here. You're right, though. Nice to get some fresh air.
[ strohl jr is here too, frolicking happily through the sand! he runs a circle around ace's legs in the water, making excited squeaky noises. ]
Can't imagine anyone much happier than a sailor on the sea.
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let me know if you want to talk
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we'll get them back
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but i want an ace thread so whenever he looks up from his phone he might hear the sound of shattering glass in the terminal. ]
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So. How're you doing now?
[ after friday's breakdown and saturday's everything. ]
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cooking. meal prepping! he's probably making ace help honestly. feeds him scraps
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I'm alright. [ yeah? baby had to have a crashout? ] Glad the week's over, and... glad for the confirmation, I suppose.
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anyway strohl's here! sticking around close frankly, keeping an eye on ace and the other injured, but once he's settled somewhere and his well wishers are thinning, he nudges the door closed and looks at him, worried but also just. frowning so intensely. ]
...What'd you see?
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he's sitting up, all bandaged up (like. more bandages than man left honestly) and seems mostly awake/aware so at the question he just hums ]
Evil giant baby.
[ there were OTHER THINGS ]
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and strohl will find himself at the sight of a very public execution
Normal Moment ]
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okay. executions are not strange. between a murdergame and a half and his own life, he's seen plenty of these - even in some of this context, it's not all that odd. but that doesn't make it any better.
by the time this is over, he's fuming mad. ]
Gates of justice - don't be ridiculous. [ snarly, furious. ] So, what, they've assigned you the crimes of your - a man you've never even associated with?! They'll exterminate you for being born?! Bastards.
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You know, I was actually okay without you guys getting your own trip.
[ how is he looking >:T ]
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okay the good news is he's in posession of all of his limbs and his eyeballs. the bad news is he has three new holes. it's fine. no he's bandaged to fuck and has an icepack held against his nose at the moment. he also has a little gal on his chest, and he's just kind of messing with it when ace comes in.
this comment makes him laugh, though, soft, then wince. ]
Didn't mean to one up you. [ with a little laugh. ] Could've lived without it myself, but it's an improvement over the last. How're the others...?
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What a fucking mess.
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[ UGHGHGHGH!!! FUCKING SAME MY GUY HE STARED AT TEETH MARKS ON AN ARM PART!! TERRIBLE ]
Nanase was dead on. You say someone's name that late, it's over. [ he's like not close to siffrin or anything but the injustice of it all just makes him seethe. ]
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anyway besides that. i'm putting us at the pool because what should we do but run around with no shirt on. sitting on a lounge chair, strohl somehow manages to look not relaxed despite being in swim trunks and sans shirt - he's got a book with this on the cover in his hand that he's reading with a growing scowl on his face.
also relevant, you can see his normal tattoo on his left arm... and very fresh ink on his right! still covered in second skin/the plasticky wrap stuff and all, still red and everything.
changes my tl as you tag me nad feels the fear of god ]
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Is that the griffon tattoo?
[ :o ]
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anyway we're in the healing place. strohl's pacing around like a normal person does for the most part because he is simply 90% anxiety 10% person most days, especially on thursdays; however, when ace shows signs of consciousness, he stops doing whatever he's doing and makes his way over to the side of one of the first aid centre beds, a deep frown on his face. ]
... You've had one hell of a week, my friend. [ quietly. ] Do you need anything?
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the bad news is maybe he should but it's fine he's lying down in first aid (which is how you can tell he feels like shit he is not sitting up). but he's got a bandage around his torso and his head now and despite his eyes looking a little unfocused he can track strohl so it's fine. the hole is probably fine ]
A break. [ wryly. but jokes aside; ] M'all right. Vi okay?
[ in theory they are all in the same room in practice i do what i want ]
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What an ending.
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anyway. strohl's here taking a short break from guard dog duty and switching off with someone else so he is so glad to be outside. no scolding even he gets it. everything is terrible. ]
No kidding.
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anyway there's so many places to be! look at all of these places he could be! he's not in any of them. he's in the meadow. much like horses he is only happy in open spaces and he is just lying down on grass. ]
Hey, Strohl.
[ he is not getting up. he is becoming one with nature. ]
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You never realise how much you miss the damn grass until it's gone for three months, do you...
[ two metaphor man calm down ]
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