A RECKONING LONG DUE...[break]

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where she's bold, and curious, he matches if but to a smaller degree.
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as she approaches, king's gaze shifts to her, expression conflicted in an a mixture of anger, confusion, and deep sadness.
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"delta."
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he echoes her name, voice barely above a whisper, and drops to one knee. his hands reach out, shaking, barely even extending a foot from himself. a deep, buried fear takes over, and he lets gravity win, dropping them.
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finally, he turns to the near-fleeing ghost again, expression hardening despite how molten his heart felt.
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"what's goin' on?"
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beneath the cerulean pools, a challenge lies in wait.

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where she walks - albeit, quickly) - he runs. it doesn't take long for him to come up on the mossy hair colored woman, out of breath and holding back a slight tremble.
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king keeps his space, no more than ten or so feet from her and the small girl.
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here, he becomes all too aware of the fact this could be a league ambush, set-up by his former best friend.
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but he doesn't care.
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"who-"
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king swallows, shoulders stiffening.
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"who are you?"

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the blues of his meets sagira, unable to break. they widen in shock, pupils narrowing as adrenaline courses through his body, forcing his heart to beat at the same speed as a hummingbird. she recognizes him, he can tell immediately, and her arm shoots out to embrace the shoulder of a small thing beside her.
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a little girl. a little girl was beside her. a little girl with hair as strange as his own, and eyes that could only belong to a wayland.
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could she...?
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sage is moving before the thoughts finish their score, and his knees quake slightly. a weakness he hadn't felt since he was a child floods in. before he knows it, he's moving after her, words barely above a whisper.
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"gira."
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he finds his voice after a step, unable to help himself from calling after her.
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"GIRA!"
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the oceanic museum.
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he came here often and basked in the solace of the cerulean hued tanks, his mind flitting through memories of the moments of peace he and his mother shared in the museums of kanto.
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it was shattered at a sound that stilled his body, and froze his blood. a laugh so familiar that he could never forget it. turning, he found himself looking for its source, never more afraid in his life than he was now.

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"if you're playin' with me, yer head is gonna fuse with the bulkhead behind ye."
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king moves to follow, a vein revealing itself on his forehead in irritation, and frustration.
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"tho i may just kill ye yet."
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he thinks for a moment, still a good distance away, and not set on walking at the pace this 'hope' fellow was, and blinks confusedly.
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"and who the fuck is phantasma?"




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hope einar

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king takes the hit.
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the taste of iron overwhelms his taste buds, and he spits a small trickle of blood. it was more the lax jaw, and the contact his canines made with his tongue, than the hit itself.
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"not bad. 3/10."
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whatever metric king used to judge danny's strike, is lost in his own. a left jab, in a near-perfect copy of his own, splits the distance between the two.

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king stands beneath an old, fly corpse invested light, staring at the wall with little interest. he'd be asked to take up the training of a fresh recruit, and, he didn't have the energy to protest.
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king remembers his own time in one of these rooms, listening to a cold voice berate him for his mistakes.
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his nose, and cheeks, twitch in a flicker of rage, before dying down. his head turns, noting the arrival of a younger, fresher faced man than himself.
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"ye the one i'm suppost ta train?"
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dull, lifeless and bored. they played a tune that worked well together, despite the drone of his tone.
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"ready when ye 'r."
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he shows no signs of preparing for a fight.

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lips separate into a grin, as he thinks he has her. his teeth part, ready to spill out a smug comment about how she was wrong - then she changes her answer, and it collapses into a sour defeat.

"ye got me."
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his mood isn't soured, and he's again smirking above a shrug.
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"never seen the movies in my life. i'm a star trek guy."
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he takes a sip of the liquor, raising a single eyebrow behind the lip.
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"yer turn."

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his breath evened as he fully turned the corner, head tilted, mouth slightly agape, eyes a picture of bewilderment.
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was this fucker mocking him?
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slowly, he approaches, the thumb of his right hand cracking the knuckles near it.
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"somethin' tells me ye want ta find out the hard way."





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hope einar

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"what the fuck?"
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king's eyebrow raises in question, as he stares at the man. why the hell was he laughing?
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"the fuck is yer problem?"
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was this dude crazy? he learned what submariners called 'subfoo' early on - the art of using the surroundings to your advantage. handy, when you needed to toss someone's head into a very painful valve.
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"the name's king - who the fuck 'r ye?"





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hope einar

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that's all it takes.
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arceus, this shit was a drag. why the fuck was he voluntold for this?
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king leaned back on one of the cheap, purple stuffed chairs of the bridge. it was relatively empty; skeleton crew were manning the important bits. that left him here to do jack and shit.
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until he heard a noise.
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with an exaggerated sigh of profound irritation, he ducks beneath the doorway, and continues down the passage way. the bulkhead around him groaned beneath the pressure of the ocean outside, and subconsciously he moves elbows, arms, head and ankles away from protruding valves and label indicators until he finally rounds a corner.
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and catches the dumbass grin of... whoever the fuck that was.
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"oi. shut the fuck up with all that noise, ye? it's ta fuckin' loud fer all that."
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in other words - the rocket 'hello'.



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her compliment came more as a thinly veiled jab, than anything else; as if the idea of king doing anything correctly was more out of a blunder, than purposed.
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his lips thin, pushing the likely over thinking thought from his mind.
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"two truths 'n a lie, huh? i take it yer suppost to guess which one is the lie, eh?"
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he grins.
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"alrigh', uh, let's see. im, uh, 'n only child. i got a tattoo on my left cheek of yogi the ursaring. and... star wars is my favorite movie series."
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let's see how well she could guess.

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she steeled herself against his coyote like charm and predatorial gaze. like senses like, and she doesn't appreciate it.
as she nears, drawn closer like a stantler in headlights, he reaches out with one (exhausted) arm. it quick, but didn't hold any of the strength he'd exhibited moments ago; flirting was fine, clinginess wasn't.
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"not goin' join me for a drink?"
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what was a little sake after a delicious meal?

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