031 - Northwest Berry Trio

[deadly_ned]

[Icy blue eyes - not the Piemaker's eyes - focus intently back at the rest of the Barge. When he speaks, he doesn't mention who he's speaking to: it's clear it's to one specific person he has in mind. Digby hides under the bed, as the Piemaker grasps meat cleaver and tenderizer in both hands]

Ready to serve, Master.

Comments

[neverfeltbetter]

Ned, I think maybe this flood has got you a little out of wack. So why don't you put the knife down and just take it easy for a bit, huh?

[deadly_ned]

No.

I'm on the deck level. Come up, if you wish to join sooner rather than later.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

[Arthas turns in to the first floor to begin with - it's the closest.]

Why would he be in your room, anyway?

[logistical]

Has he harmed you?

[deadly_ned]

He saved me.

[He sliced my throat and gave me my only death toll]

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

He likes me. When he's upset he comes to visit.

[neverfeltbetter]

[This is probably a bad idea, but he can't just let Ned be like this.]

Okay fine, I'll come up. But no promises.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

Adorable. Show me which door us yours.

[bothfoulandfair]

Stay away from me. [At least until the flood's over, anyway.

She does kind of wonder if she should go try to rescue Digby, in any case. u__u]

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

Yes, my king.

[And he goes immediately to his own bedroom door, opening it and walking in first, so as to protect Arthas from any trap or attack.

But none come. The room is empty]

[deadly_ned]

Okay. That would be best.

[deadly_ned]

[Fortunately, Digby is safe and sound with the Piemaker's (now graduated) inmate. But the Piemaker himself only gives a slight nod]

For now. Yes.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

[Arthas steps around Ned and starts checking obvious hiding places.]

He could have known we were coming.

[SPAM] This can only end well.

[neverfeltbetter]

[A short while later, he shows up, deck-side. He's approaching, cautiously.]

Okay Ned. I'm here. Now, can we talk about this?

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

[The Piemaker begins checking too, looking in his bathroom and behind the furniture and in closets]

If he knew, he would have stayed.

[SPAM] For srs

[deadly_ned]

[The Piemaker looks up, all cold and undead. There's the mark of Arthas' blade in the form of dried, crusted blood snaked in a line across his throat. His eyes are blue and unfeeling]

Talk about what?

[logistical]

How.

[SPAM]

[neverfeltbetter]

How about what the hell happened to you, for starters.

[He gestures back and forth between his own neck and Ned's.]

[deadly_ned]

He rescued me from all the worry and aggravation of life.

[logistical]

In other words, he killed you.

[SPAM]

[deadly_ned]

[He reaches up to feel his own throat, at the very clear cut to his jugular that still bleeds occasionally, despite efforts to keep it shut tight]

I was set free.

[deadly_ned]

Yes.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

[Arthas sighs. He has a suspicion he knows the sort of man they're dealing with, but:]

Why?

Spam~

[deadly_ned]

He thinks I need protecting. He feels responsible.

Spam~

[darknessb4me]

Your post should have brought him out of the woodwork, then.