( semi-open) catch-all for event happenings;

[fakers]

Who: archer (fakers) & various others
What: fall-out from being falsely accused of terrorism
When: october 1 and shortly thereafter
Where: all around olympia
Warning(s): violence, most likely

( catch-all post for event threads. feel free to hit me up here if you'd like to plot anything! )

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[offtune]

[ she's standing close, so his protest is met with a hard jab of her elbow against his rib, certain to hurt him. ]

Being a fugitive wasn't a part of the plan either, [ whatever plan that is... maybe survive. ] Do you hear me complaining?

[ okay, so maybe she did when she first heard of this, but they're beyond that point now, aren't they? she tries not to roll her eyes when the warmth of his hand finds hers. zero intertwines their fingers, noticing how tight his grip is. and of course, he doesn't appear natural at all. cursing under her breath, she places her free hand against his chest. ]

Are you okay, darling? [ she fucking hates this fake shit, but it worked on four, so — ] You look pale...

[fakers]

[ he winces at the blow, but does his best to hide it. there are still eyes on them, even if they're a bit too far for anyone to really tell what's happening. ]

...fair enough.

[ he does still feel rather bad about that, so for once it's enough to get him to stop protesting. part of him feels she's probably overselling this a bit, but the guards at the gate are starting to get closer, curious about what this pair of weirdos is even doing out here. ]

Yes, I've simply been overworking myself a bit lately. Providing for you isn't easy. [ actually, this isn't even a lie?? which is perhaps why he doesn't sound at all fake as he says it. ] This... vacation will do us both some good.

[offtune]

[ it's fair that the guards would find them strange. zero admits that there is nothing natural about the way they're acting; even holding hands feel like some bizarre kink she's not yet used to, and this coming from someone who's done all sorts of freaky.

it doesn't help that there's no natural chemistry between the two of them; every word he utters just makes her curse under her breath, forced to hide the scowl in her features as she suppresses the instinct to quip right back. ]

We can talk about who provides for who more when we get to our vacation home, [ pause. just let her die. ] ...honey. [ supplying you mana isn't all fun and games either, you ungrateful piece of shit?! zero shifts her attention to the guardkeep then. ] What do you need from us, sir?

[ will she have to kill this guy just to get through the gate... only time will tell. ]

[fakers]

[ the hand holding his feels like a death grip, though that might not be too far from the truth. they aren't holding hands out of affection or anything like that... this truly is a matter of life or death. if the pretense falls apart, there's no telling what might happen here.

though even without that added layer of intensity, he'd likely find the gesture disquieting. ]

You're the one who insisted we purchase this vacation home from that suspicious merchant. [ timeshare scams are everywhere, even in olympia. ] And yet this is the first time we're even using it. [ he pauses, glancing at zero, then at the guards. for whatever reason, everyone seems to be expecting something more. ]

...dear.

[ whether the guards by that or not is questionable, though they at least relax a little bit. if only because they were pretty sure they felt killing intent in the air until just moments ago. ]

As you can see, we're rather anxious to get on the road. Mind letting us go already?

[offtune]

[ there are many reasons why the guard would let them go without so much of a passport; they may have been slacking for the sheer about of nobles who decided to leave the city. with simwe gone, it's only a matter of them before the rest of the civilians will have to leave too. zero is certain that they'd still insist on having either of them provide documentation, and while that would mean the unfortunate end to the guardkeep, it doesn't mean that zero wouldn'td do whatever is possible to spend as a little energy as possible.

she's still not in the best of shape, after all. it would have to be archer who handles the men, and zero isn't entirely sure if he's willing stain his hands with even more blood. he's a difficult man to read, with all his goddamn contradictions. ]

Don't rush him. I'm sure he's seen many others like us. [ zero can't even bring herself to call archer her husband at this point. doesn't suppose the man would care as much. ]

But our daughter did leave before us. She wanted to see her grandmother before she passes away... and it's only a matter of time before she leaves us.

[ zero slips away from archer. this time, there's a flirt in her tone if the guardkeep is looking for one. she instead takes the guard's hand, displaying a sort of feigned concern for the child she'll never see. ]

We would like to be there for her as soon as possible. Please let us through.

[fakers]

[ for at least a moment, archer's mask slips as he simply stares at zero incredulously. daughter? dying grandmother? surely, there were limits to how ridiculous this could get. no guard could possibly buy such a farfetched story... but more importantly, it's alarming just how seamlessly zero was able to slip into this deception.

thankfully, no one notices archer's slip, as the guards remain mostly focused on zero. and if anything they seem... sympathetic? ]

You have to be kidding...

[ he can't help but mutter under his breath, though from this distance it's not entirely impossible that a guard could overhear him. at this point, he really doesn't even care. if they got caught, at least they wouldn't need to keep up this charade any longer.

but... then he'd probably have to deal with zero's temper, if all her efforts were undone because of him. ]

I apologize. It's been... a very trying time for our family. [ that last word is a little too strained to seem entirely natural. ] But the longer we dally here, the higher the chance that...

[ he just lets his words trail off, unable to finish the sentence.

mostly because it's too dumb to say aloud, but at least from the guards' perspective he probably just seems overcome with emotion. they're just not right about which emotion that is. ]