o1 ✍ sharpe's introduction ✍ voice + video

[sharpe]

voice;

Money in cards and saying me rifle’s been changed.

[ Except that’s not actually how he says it, it’s more like: munneh in cards and sayin’ me rifle’s been changed. Sheffield, Yorkshire haunts the streets of Exsilium now, thanks to one Richard Sharpe. ]

The only cards I know of are those given by weasely merchants looking ta fleece more money out of you. But you ain’t asking for money, are you? Yer asking me to fight with me blood and sweat, and you ain’t even decent enough to give me a half-ration of rum, or even a proper King’s shilling.

[ Thud. The sound of rifle on stone ground. There’s a soft shuffling sound and tapping of fingers on the screen of the tablet. The video switches on. ]

video;

Me name’s Richard Sharpe. [ Blond hair, green eyes, a scar on his upper left cheek. His lips are twisted into a scowl, and at the edge of the screen, you can see the edge of his Rifleman’s jacket. Have a picture.

If you met him during the masquerade, he's a lot cleaner now. Face-wise anyway. You can actually see what he looks like underneath the layers of dirt, and his hair isn't just a layer of dust anymore. ]

If yer name's Patrick Harper, I suggest you get yer arse over here before I shoot it off you.

Comments

[sharpe]

So you see e'erything? Like when a man's pissin'?

[bearswitness]

What no I never wrote I see everything or anything like that at all why do you insist on being disgusting.

[sharpe]

'Cause yer being a helluva confusing. [ Growls. ] What do you see?

[bearswitness]

Crimes usually but it's all sorts of heinous things.

[sharpe]

[ He snorts quietly. ]

Can you close yer eyes ta it?

[bearswitness]

What do you care.

[sharpe]

Bit of curiosity. [ Shrugs. ] Bit o' making conversation.

[bearswitness]

That's some morbid conversation you're making isn't it. No I can't close my eyes that violates the command to witness.

[sharpe]

You have ta do that? Even here?

[ He can't imagine having to witness all the shite that goes on in the world. But at the same time, thinking that there's someone who watches all the crimes... It's disturbing. ]

[bearswitness]

No. [ and holy shit does this answer ever give him SO MUCH PLEASURE. ] I don't have a master here.

[sharpe]

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<small[ A pause, and then he smiles. Really smiles. ]</small>

That a good thing, aye.

[bearswitness]

Well that's just terribly nice of you to say so but I can't imagine you actually care much so don't bother.

[ which is his NATURAL DEFENSE against real smiles, don't mind him ]

[sharpe]

[ Eyebrow. ]

You can't imagine, or you don't want ta?

[bearswitness]

Can't because you don't.

[sharpe]

And how are you so sure 'bout that?

[bearswitness]

Because you're human obviously.

[sharpe]

First the Devil and now you. What keeps me from understanding just 'cause I'm human?

[bearswitness]

That's a stupid question just think about it a little won't you.

[sharpe]

If I can just think 'bout it I won't have ta ask, would I?

[bearswitness]

Lazy.
I've seen enough humans to know you don't care about much beyond yourself.

[sharpe]

Hard ta care 'bout people we don't know the existence of, eh?

[bearswitness]

Oh don't give me that you don't even care about each other.

[sharpe]

That just proves me point.

[bearswitness]

What point that you're all assholes that was MY point.

[sharpe]

[ Chuckles. ]

Aye, and me point is that we're not specific arseholes ta you.