idk my bff minor vandalism

[aenseidhe]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Iorveth
RECIPIENT: All erry1
WHAT: Reacting to this, specifically the part about Rifter phylactaries.
WHEN: Right meow.
WHERE: Kirkwall, the Gallows announcement board
NOTES: Rudeness and vandalism. Open to crystal chatting and action!! Though he'll be storming off pretty fast after this.

[ For a long several moments, silence broadcasts over the crystal, Iorveth having just activated it after reading the announcement on negotiations results posted, lost for words. When they do come, it's like they're being spoken through a snarl. ]

You left to end the blood leashing.

Not push it off on the next lesser group.

[ there is a deafening thud that sounds before Iorveth's voice goes out, and anyone physically standing by the Gallows announcement board will have just witnessed Iorveth pull a dagger (with at least a foot worth of blade on it) free, and slam it through the notice and into the board, metal and splinters jutting out the opposite side, before walking away.

He mad. (And he'll come fix the board later, leave him alone) ]

Comments

[foxsays]

Thranduil is one I'd give the benefit of the doubt to; he's a calming voice, he's been here a long time. There are things you have to deal with. Things you have to just swallow. Maybe my own life taught me those lessons anyway but they're making rods for their own backs right now and if you want to help them? Point it out. Get them to listen. I don't know what good I'll do when I don't call myself the same thing.

I'm in the Gallows, trying to get some work done before this.

[gatheringstorm]

[Her tone softens.] Your perspective is still an important one, kadan. You might reach more than you think, but I'll...try to remind them -and myself- that nothing is set in stone yet. But if it does come to pass, I won't be shy about my opinion on that, either. ['Over my rotting corpse' is how she feels about her own blood being drawn, and her friends -and love- deserve no less.]

I won't get in the way of that, but just say the word and I'll have the good wine ready for afterward.

[foxsays]

Whatever choice I make, it's going to be my choice for me. For what I can live with. I can't promise I'll explain it.

[If push comes to shove she would rather still make that choice herself, try to have some semblance of control over it. Both are a message, one is just a slightly better message and one where people can see she's not being forced.]

I might be home late? [Apologetic and soft as if that'll change that she's going to bury herself in work.]. Maybe leave it out on the table.

[gatheringstorm]

You do what's best for you, kadan, and you'll always have my support. [She sighs, wishing she could do more but not truly resenting Araceli's coping method.]

Consider it done. If I'm up, you're welcome to a backrub as well.