pc: marcoh

[sacredpath]

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[sacredpath]

[he can punch the mirror if he wants. if that's what he would do, i would allow it.

shadowheart is frozen a bit. not just the little girl, but the adult. she is completely terrified of wolves, and she needs to make a wisdom saving throw.]

[boxcar]

[ IF IT DOESN'T SCREW OVER YOUR MEMS FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK, YEAH HE'LL PUNCH A WOLF REFLECTION...

How was your roll girl here's an assist. ]

[sacredpath]

[this is just the last wolf memory chronologically now.

and anyway, i'm going to say he punches this memory right in a mirror with the wolf. the wolf is gone - more of a nightmare creature than a real animal, too large and snarling and terrifying. she's fought monsters, demons, terrible enemies, ones far bigger than this thing, but even now there's nothing that frightens her more than this particular memory, is still frozen in place when she sees one.

but he shatters that mirror, and the wolf is gone from the memory. instead, there's just a girl in a forest, and a woman in a hood and mask. and while the woman appears to be calming her, the story is a little different without the wolf in it. now it's the story of a lost child who was taken by these people.

on a mirror on the other side there's an older elven man, instead. he has long dark hair and a lined face and worried eyes. there's a human woman by her side, a little younger in appearance though likely not in years, with bright green eyes. it's just a glimpse of them, telling the girl to be safe, to remember her lessons, to return home soon.

and then it's all gone.

shadowheart comes out of her fear response, unsure what she was even frightened of, the wisps of the nightmare she was focused on fading away.]

Marcoh? What happened?

[boxcar]

[ He glances at this briefly, but turns attention back to Shadowheart first. ]

There was a wolf in the mirror, chasing a little you. You were not responding.

[sacredpath]

...Ah. A wolf? Really?

[doesn't sound that scary?]

[boxcar]

Yes. Are you alright now?

[sacredpath]

I'm fine, I think.

[she seems a little confused?]

[boxcar]

[ Glances back at the broken mirror and the lack of wolf. ]

Maybe it would be best we get out of here?

[ Well they can walk and talk too. Who Was She? ]

[sacredpath]

Let's go.

[please. except i want a marcoh memory too.]

[boxcar]

[ Me super debating which mem because I did commit to something for my first-choice mem but actually I think I can still wing it so

As they walk they can get hit with this one, and now it's Marcoh's turn to freeze up. ]

[sacredpath]

[oh. well, she already knows this story. but it's different to watch it, to see the circumstances. to know that his sister wasn't only threatened, but threatened by a man she believes loves her.

she will take his arm, place her hand gently on it.]

Marcoh?

[how is he reacting? frozen?]

[boxcar]

[ He definitely looks a way, a little pale and at a loss for words, stuck staring at the beaten down corpse in the middle of the ring. He seems too in shock to be seeing this again to pay attention to the rest of it, to the victory announcement, the scattered whoops, Riccardo's smile. That is, somehow, probably for the better. ]

I -- didn't want to -- ...

[sacredpath]

I know you didn't.

[holding his arm, trying to lead him away from it a little, but not pulling him too hard if he isn't ready.]

Disgusting man.

[boxcar]

[ He follows but he does seem a little bit apprehensive, looking at Shadowheart like he's trying to scry anything about what she thinks behind what he says. ]

I don't know if I made the right decision.

[sacredpath]

I don't know, either.

[she definitely does not judge him, though.]

If you'd stuck to your morals, and your sister had paid a price for it, I can't imagine you'd have fewer regrets than you do now. Sometimes there's only making the best out of a series of bad options.

[boxcar]

[ He was absently commenting on something else, which is my fault because I got my streams crossed a little bit, but it's fine it works. ]

I should've intervened sooner. I knew nothing good would come out of dating a mobster. But she... she seemed happy. When he was nice. That's all I ever wanted for her.

[sacredpath]

Do you think she would have listened, if you'd told her not to?

[boxcar]

...If I really insisted? Then probably.

But I would have been stopping her from going after someone she thought was nice, someone she really liked.

...I wouldn't want to do that.

[sacredpath]

I do think a firm brotherly hand about dating violent men is not an unkindness.

[but a small smile.]

Though that's why I wonder, if she would have listened - I don't know many women who do run their romantic choices by their protective brothers. [it's sort of the cliche.]

Can you get her away from him now?

[boxcar]

He didn't seem that way at first...

[ Though granted. Marcoh just inherently disagreed because it was mobster/gang territory and he'd already had enough of those fools.

He hesitates kind of long here when she asks, and -- ]

I killed him too. It is why I had to escape Vatican City.

[sacredpath]

Well. Maybe this isn't very heaven and redemption of me, but good, Marcoh.

[she's relieved, actually. it's not nice that he had to, but this man is not a problem for him anymore, and that's good.]

Someone like that... he'd only keep trying to control you.

[boxcar]

I know.

...I don't feel bad about killing Riccardo. I don't think I could.

[ No, one reminder of his fakely bright smile as he brought up his sister's name is enough for him to throw out any willingness for regret. Perhaps not very redemption-minded of him either, but that's what bothers him more than the killing of this man in particular itself. ]

But that is also problems. He was the heir to the Accardo branch. If I was the only one in danger, I would not mind, but they are not above using family -- blood family. [ Awfully ironic to be called the Family, and a tad annoying to talk about. ] I have to make sure Venere will be safe. Then... anything else, doesn't really matter.

[sacredpath]

Could you just take her and get out of there? Travel to some out of the way place where they can't find you?

[he said he left the city, so maybe that's possible.]

[boxcar]

... She was in Valland. She asked to meet in the Kingdom of Rondon. Uh, that's in Western Europa, Vatican City is more, central but south. The Church has less hold there, so she thought it was a good place to lay low, for both of us for a bit.

I had to take the first train out, and I was on my way to meeting her there. Then...

[ Well. He's here. ]

[sacredpath]

I see.

[well, that's good, though.]

If you get out of here, you can go to her. You can find her.