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[fionnuisce]

[After his response to Ruana, the almost disturbingly composed Waver with his mercury maid behind him decided to address the network himself.]

I'll make this clear: I don't give a flying multiverse-traveling fuck how real or fake it is, I will give damn near anything for a cigarette right now.

[Either he'd gone completely insane or just snapped into harsh sarcasm and irritation as a defense mechanism.]

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[oathshackledbird]

I was good friends with a bard. I know just how sharp and deadly words can be. You did not want to make Oisin angry. Honestly, I think he was the most deadly of us all because he could not just kill you physically, but he could destroy you mentally and see that your reputation died just as horribly as you did.

He tried to teach me a few tricks, but...

[Diarmuid laughs.]

Even he said I was too honest. Some things are just not to be.

[fionnuisce]

I've read about him--seems like my kind of person, really.

[A shrug.]

I'll admit dishonesty leaves a terrible taste in my mouth. I do what I can not to lie outright, but not telling the entire truth is another matter entirely.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid tilts his head for a moment, obviously thinking about something and then shivers slightly.]

I don't know if I should be excited or terrified at the thought of you two meeting. I think you would get along frighteningly well...

That is part of my problem. While I am trying to see things less in black and white, I still do see them that way. You are either lying or you are not. That makes things much harder to deal with.

[Especially when Diarmuid ends up feeling so terrible each time he lies no matter now small the lie is.]

[fionnuisce]

[Waver laughed, playfully tugging on those few wayward strands of Diarmuid's hair.]

You're too nice for this sort of thing. It requires practically living in a gray area of morality. I'm hardly a backstabbing tyrant or anything of the sort, but I'm certainly not a saint when it comes to things like this.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid can't help but laugh when Waver tugs on his hair.]

Hey, stop that! You never know. In this place, I might become evil of something if you pull too much of that out.

[He laughs again before falling more serious.]

You are right. I don't know how you manage to do it, but I don't really need to. I trust you to handle things.

[fionnuisce]

I hope you're not too upset with me. I mean, associating with someone with such a morally questionable perspective? I'd be surprised if you could deal with it easily.

[oathshackledbird]

Back when I first lived, you would have been right, but now that I have seen so much and had to deal with Kayn-- with him, it's different.

[Diarmuid refuses to refer to Kayneth as his master anymore, even in the past tense, but it can still be hard to say the man's name at times.]

I may not choose such a path for myself, but I can see why others chose to walk it and that they walk it for different reasons. A great many do it to be malicious, but not all do. Some do it so that they can help those who would be hurt by the others who walk the same path.

[fionnuisce]

...I'm not like him. Sure, I'm kind of a jerk when it comes to things like this, but I'll never be that bad. I don't have much of a choice in the matter--it's either play by their rules and do it well or never get anywhere at all.

[oathshackledbird]

Of course, you aren't like him! What are you thinking?

[Diarmuid reaches out and gently tugs on a strand of Waver's hair.]

I know full well how much you have had to change because of what you are doing. Thankfully, unlike the rest of them, you have refused to give up that part of you that is you deep down. That is why you will never be as bad as most of them are.

[fionnuisce]

Ow--! What do you think you're doing?! [He lightly swatted Diarmuid's hand away from his hair, mockingly annoyed.]

I still don't think you're right, but there's really just no winning an argument with you.

[oathshackledbird]

Returning the favor?

[Diarmuid teasingly reaches toward Waver's hair again, but doesn't actually pull on it.]

Am I really such a terrifyingly able arguer? Or are you just being lazy?

[fionnuisce]

You're just incredibly stubborn--and leave my hair alone, will you?!

[oathshackledbird]

And you are terribly sensitive about your hair.

[Diarmuid grins widely.]

Why is that?

[fionnuisce]

Wh-what're you up to now?!

[oathshackledbird]

What makes you think I am up to anything?

[Diarmuid crosses his arms over his chest and gives Waver an amused look.]

I just asked a simple question.

[fionnuisce]

Why shouldn't I be?

[oathshackledbird]

[He can't help but laugh at that reaction.]

Ah...with as much as I tease you I can't I can't argue that. You win. But for once I'm not planning anything. Does that make you feel better?

[fionnuisce]

No, because I'm sure you will be up to something eventually.

[oathshackledbird]

Mmmm...is it a good or bad thing that you think that?

[He winks at Waver.]

I'm not entirely sure...

[fionnuisce]

[Waver turned a slight shade of red, but seemed determined to keep a somewhat disapproving frown on his face.]

I guess I'd rather have a troublemaker than someone who could bore me to death.

[oathshackledbird]

I would tell you to blame my brother for turning me into a troublemaker, but I think Oscar probably was well on his way to doing it long before I met Cu Chulainn. It was a dreadfully slow process, but he was determined to see me learn to 'have fun.'

[fionnuisce]

How difficult it must be, for you to constantly have one terrible influence or another.

[oathshackledbird]

Yes, it's just terrible.

[Diarmuid flashes him a grin.]

And I wouldn't give any of them up for the world.

[fionnuisce]

I can't say I would dare give up my ridiculous troublemaker either.

[oathshackledbird]

Thank you.

[There is a truly grateful look on his face.]

I am sorry for this. It... I guess it was all too much on top of everything else. No matter how hard I try, I just can't go back to how I was before the war, and I don't know if that is good or bad.