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asgardgenesis2020-04-24 04:16 pm
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video; did you miss her?
[ They say with age, comes wisdom.
This is like that - but with age, came a solid addiction to Margaritas. Wisdom, it can be agreed, is second to this.
But does that give any kind of chill? Wrong. But she is definitely older, even if the details are still the same: flaming red hair, big green eyes, a robotic arm, and a voice horrendously loud as she booms down the connection. Eighteen has become twenty-five has become a bitter, lonely, running hard and fast and mean.
That jittery exuberance is the same though. For anyone who might have noticed her going missing for a couple of weeks (read: anyone who had to listen to her talk all the time at the top of her lungs), she's back.
And she appears to be, solidly, happily, drunk, waving an arm around, that is holding a champagne glass and a gun in the other. ]
'Sup, Asgard! You know how you all said I should get a hobby?
[ That shit-eating grin just gets bigger. ]
Well, guess what, I did -
[ wait for it. She sculls the champagne and throws the glass on the ground. ]
Now I'm a wedding planner! [ She bursts out laughing so hard she snorts before she clears her throat. There is a heavy swing of what appears to be a truly ridiculously sized gun in her teeny-tiny hands that she wields comfortably. ] Well this thing is freaking useless again, I can't believe I leave for like a decade and you guys can't invent guns yet.
Someone get me a margarita, stat. Mama's got a thirst that needs quenching after those freaking weird tentacle... cult.... guys... the creepy beating heart of a vault monster, whatever! I am wasted and I want to stay that way, so point me in the direction of the booze!
This is like that - but with age, came a solid addiction to Margaritas. Wisdom, it can be agreed, is second to this.
But does that give any kind of chill? Wrong. But she is definitely older, even if the details are still the same: flaming red hair, big green eyes, a robotic arm, and a voice horrendously loud as she booms down the connection. Eighteen has become twenty-five has become a bitter, lonely, running hard and fast and mean.
That jittery exuberance is the same though. For anyone who might have noticed her going missing for a couple of weeks (read: anyone who had to listen to her talk all the time at the top of her lungs), she's back.
And she appears to be, solidly, happily, drunk, waving an arm around, that is holding a champagne glass and a gun in the other. ]
'Sup, Asgard! You know how you all said I should get a hobby?
[ That shit-eating grin just gets bigger. ]
Well, guess what, I did -
[ wait for it. She sculls the champagne and throws the glass on the ground. ]
Now I'm a wedding planner! [ She bursts out laughing so hard she snorts before she clears her throat. There is a heavy swing of what appears to be a truly ridiculously sized gun in her teeny-tiny hands that she wields comfortably. ] Well this thing is freaking useless again, I can't believe I leave for like a decade and you guys can't invent guns yet.
Someone get me a margarita, stat. Mama's got a thirst that needs quenching after those freaking weird tentacle... cult.... guys... the creepy beating heart of a vault monster, whatever! I am wasted and I want to stay that way, so point me in the direction of the booze!
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I don't have margaritas but I still make rice wine - if you want some, that is.
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Was it really that long? [she does look quite a bit older, which is both great and unfortunate. the latter because now klaus'll feel less weird making comments like,] Either way, looking good there, girl. [coupled with a tongue click and a fingergun; he's shameless as per usual. did she miss him, however? because he's definitely glad to see her still around.]
I could find a way to whip you up a margarita lickety-split. Hope you like 'em strong, though. [a beat then,] I beg your goddamn pardon, did you say “tentacle cult guys” and “heart of a vault monster?”
Jesus, no wonder you're looking to stay drunk! What the hell have you been doing?
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He's also oddly happy to have her back. Did he even care for her that much? Apparently. ]
A decade?
[ Holy shit. ]
It's not been that long here, Gaige.
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And even when she still looks kind of baffled as she speaks. ]
This might sound like a silly question, but was the wedding planner part a joke or not? [ She genuinely can't tell when it was followed up by that laugh! ]
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[ Oh, how he has missed this firecracker of a girl. Though she isn't much a kid anymore, is she? No, not anymore. She's definitely older, and not just because she mentioned having been gone for a decade, she looks it. It takes Dante a moment to wrestle with the previous image he had of Gaige ─ young, angry, a kid bearing way to many wounds for her age ─ with this new one...
Damn, she looks good. ]
Sounds like you've got a few stories to tell, huh? You should tell me all about it over some booze.
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And vegetation? Jeez, I leave and you all forget how to make Molotovs?
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I don't know, a long fucking time.
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It's been a few years of learning the most important lesson: don't travel around the borderlands.
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[ At least she instantly believes it when Gaige confirms it. Gaige wouldn't lie to her! ]
What was the wedding like? I'm so curious now!
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long time to be gone.
no guns yet.
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Someone fast-forwarded didn't they? Promise not to do that again, would ya? I'm not sure we could take grandma exploding things all over the place blitzed drunk.
[Pause. Wait.]
Whattaya mean wedding planner?
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I saw no reason to start a fire in my living room.
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[ Man. Six years, though. Does make him wonder. ]
So ... What's happened over there then in the past almost decade?
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Then one of the grooms got possessed by a ring containing the heart of a intergalactic monster than was still beating and could extend the life of people who like, grafted it to them, that this suuuuper intense undead husband and wife had found, and the husbands original host died so he took over my buddy Wainwright before the big day!
Weddings, amirite?
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Ohhhhh, no no no, I was not getting married.
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And I meannnn, I plan weddings. Got the license of the echonet and everything.
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Oh you know, on the run non-stop with no one left I know on my side of the galaxy and a crazy cult tried to kill everyone by unleashing a vault monster, two people I care about were horribly murdered by them and I didn't know about it until way too late because I've been too busy hiding and running from my teenage mistakes. But the day got saved by some new vault hunters.
I also took up interpretive dance! Just to round out that whole, disappointment to my parents shtick.
But, hey, here's looking at you, big new CEO of Atlas. Heard you survived your first real corporate war.
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sure.
where are you.
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Is that normal for weddings where you're from? [ Or is this just A Gaige Thing. She really can't tell. ]
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Oh, was a friend of yours getting married?
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Yeah but where is the fun in that? Can't have crazy adventures without a little danger.
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At least the final bit is ... slightly more cheerful? He's happy to hear that he can be described as a 'big new CEO', anyway. Excuse him while he preens a little. Smoothing out his hair with a hand and everything. ]
Well, that's to be expected.
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Does that take lots of planning or something?
[...she hasn't actually matured thaaaat much Gaige, fair warning.]
Who's this Grandma Torque? Properly destructive I hope?
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Not this one. The tentacles were more like... An uninvited guest that totally ruined the whole vibe I had been trying to set up! They did NOT match the floral arrangements!
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Yeah! My buddy Hammerlock and his man, Wainwright. Those cute love birds.
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Undead eternal couple ruining the venue was new. Usually I just have to kill half the wedding guests when they go the full Bandit and try to eat each other.
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But a girl gets sick of having to pick spinal goo out of her hair, ya know? Like I was trying out a new style and now there's vertebrae stuck in it. Gross. And so inconsiderate.
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You have to brutally kill the owners of the venue because they were in a super creepy undead cult first!
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in heimdall's currently.
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[ That's the most polite way she can put it. And she's really trying. ]
I've actually dreamed of having a nice wedding for a long time now, but it involved a lot less.. um, well, death..
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[ Interpretive Dance, of all things? Did that just kind of happen? ]
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And beating up an undead cult sounds right up my alley at least.