theresalwayshope | 008} i'm gonna hide my wings tonight

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[When the feed clicks on, Allison is in her bedroom in her cabin. She's sitting cross-legged, hair mussed and still in her pajamas, having clearly just woken up. She's also wearing a cardigan that some parties may recognize as being pilfered from a certain new werewolf arrival's room, but she's not talking about that right now. She's smiling, and she looks pretty sleepy...but she also looks pretty darn happy.]

Morning, Bargees. [She grins, wrinkling her nose cutely.] I haven't really checked in with peeps since port, so I just wanted to see how everyone was doing.

[She pauses, her expression still soft, but...a little more sober.]

I guess...I don't know, I've just been kind of thinking. A warden arrived recently that...made me stop to appreciate how lucky I am to have my pack here. See, werewolves in my world? They're stronger in packs, literally. And wolves without a pack? They're called Omegas. It's...the worst thing in the world a wolf can be. Alone, friendless...clawing, fighting to survive every day. And I hate to think that anyone on this ship...could be an Omega.

So...if this ship is a pack? Then no matter how alone you are, I'm your packmate. Warden, inmate, my door's always open. And it's not, like, pity or anything, or even sympathy, it's...I care. I really do.

[The sudden earnestness in her face is real, because she's having another of those moments she tries to hide from the pack: where she feels the weight of her own mortality. Her friends are going to save her, but...she's still sort of scheduled to die.

So are they all...and the sudden revelation makes her chest tight as she realizes that nobody, not anyone, deserves to be alone should the end ever come. Even on the Barge, where it can come a hundred times.

Allison will do anything to make sure that doesn't happen.]

[Private - Vergil]

Hey, Vergil! No biggie, I just wanted to see how you were doing. We didn't really get to talk much after port, did you have fun?

[Pack Filter]

Haven't talked to any of you much since Isaac got here, but...you all know Isaac got here, right? And yes, Isaac, I know you can see this. I just...want everyone to be on the same page.

[She pauses, taking a deep breath as she carefully keeps her face schooled into happy, fond lines. She has to hide the weight of the emotion she's feeling. She has to make sure that none of them see that maybe a rough day is coming for her, one where she might need to be alone to either cry or scream or just stare at the passing stars on deck and let silent tears of pure gratitude slide down her cheeks.

The worst, the most visceral, the most intense parts of dealing with her impending demise, she will do alone.]

And I wanted to tell you guys that I love you.

[That's it. That's the message...because they need to hear it. Every day, every second, until they're sick of it...so just in case, just in case, they will be drenched in it for the rest of their lives.

Every day, she's going to tell her pack she loves them...so it will be impossible for them to ever feel her love is missing from their lives if she somehow doesn't come back to life when their deals are fulfilled.]

((pre-dated fourth wall day transmission, because tomorrow morning may be too hectic for me to get this up. :P))

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I did in fact, I do enjoy nature at times. And as things stand I am well.

Yourself?

I'm good! I had a lot of fun...even ran into some of the natives. They sent me home with presents, it was the weirdest and most awesome vacation I ever had.

What kind of stuff did you do? Did you get to meet the natives?

I explored a bit, I did not choose to interact with the natives. Maybe a mistake but, I was more enchanted by the landscape and choose to explore.

Which is most of what I did. But instead of asking about me I am curious of what they gifted you with.

[Allison brightens...then instead of answering, climbs out of bed. The feed shifts as she points her comm to the wall over her bed, where there is now a small collection of weapons hanging on display: a spear about three feet long, a bow, and a quiver full of handmade arrows hanging beside it. Allison's voice narrates over the visual.]

Check it out! Wasn't that sweet of them! I also have a few beads and stuff, some of the women put them in my hair, but those are in my jewelry box.

[After a moment, her face fills the feed again, full of smiles.]

But I also went hunting and swam in the waterfalls and stuff, so I totally get it. The whole place was just gorgeous.

And are you skilled with these weapons?

I thought that was a style that died out... granted they are primitive so It does make a bit of sense now that I have said it.

[ His eyes were more focused on the weapons.]

Yes, it was. A bit of a way to reconnect to things long since lost by the tussle of the modern world.

The spear? Not so much, relatively speaking. I'm a marksman--markswoman. Archery's my stock in trade. I've been shooting since I was a kid...I actually did it competitively for a lot of years. Sport, not hunting, just accuracy.

Man does not have to be gender driven. And before or if you find that comment insulting I merely mean it has always been called man kind, even the word woman has man in it. Us males may be a touch egotistical, but women are the ones who give life, and so much more. And it is all you will ever hear me say on the subject.

[ Because Vergil may like debates but this was not one he wanted to get into.]

It is quite the thing to be proud of, maybe one day soon I can see this skill of yours. It has been many moons since I laid hands on a bow, my skills lie with blades of course.

[Allison blinks a little at the observation, tilting her head with a curious little smile at Vergil as he explains his stance.

It occurs to her that he'd make a good hunter, at least in the Argent family. Up to a point...she's met men before that have a wonderful respect for women without sharing the same belief as hunters do that they alone have the capacity to lead.]

So noted. [She pauses, tilting her head the other way as her gaze grows still more curious.]

Would you like a bow of your own, Vergil? I could totally ask the Admiral...I doubt he'd let you keep arrows on hand, but if you ever want to shoot a few, I can totally hook you up on the archery range, even after this temporary arrangement is up.

I can't promise he'd say yes, but I'd be more than happy to try if you'd enjoy that.

[ Sadly, Vergil doesn't always play well with others but he would indeed make a fantastic hunter. Mostly because that is more or less what he does in his world, just viciously.]

It has been a long time, but I would not protest. Sharpening old skills lost to time is always a bit of fun.

And worry not, I do not mind if he says no. There is only one thing he can give me that I desire, and I have been told I must wait until I have a permanent warden until I can even try to get my birthright returned to me.

I'll send him a message straight away, then.

[She pauses, tilting her head curiously.]

Your birthright...is that the power you were trying to get when you opened up the gates of Hell? Or tried, I mean.

Thank you.

No, well, yes. But not what I want here. My father's blade Yamato, was left to me when he sealed off the demon world. Before coming here I have not been without it since I left my childhood behind.

[ Vergil for; since my mama was killed.]

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