Seth Gecko (
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[ The video shook a little before finally landing on his face. Well, the profile of his face. Seth had turned it on without realizing then stepped away. He glanced back, catching something moving in his peripheral.
Shit.
[ A look of illumination graced his features and he stopped his approach to turn off the feed. Seth cleared his throat, his expression more accepting of their surrounding circumstance than his frustrated focus of seconds ago. What could he say? He was glad to have a speaking voice again. Might as well put it to use. ]
If there's somethin' that getting sucked from one mess to another's taught me, it's that nothin' lasts forever. All this shit's temporary... I couldn't talk soon after ending up here. My better half couldn't hear. And some of you got acquainted with the pain in the ass who lives with us, Leo. --Who by the way, can't exactly help what he is and didn't fuckin' ask to be made but still lives buy a code. But I digress...
[ Seth sat back after the brief introduction of sorts. ]
I'm Seth. Seth Gecko. You've already met Leo on here. As my Bonnie once called him, 'a walkin'-talkin' after shave commercial' who sang for you. Margo hasn't graced you all with an appearance yet but that's probably thanks to the roller coaster we've been through since arriving. She'll no doubt talk about magic when she does. Me? Well, I'm just a run of the mill guy from Kansas City. No powers, though not too bad with a piece.
[ He leaned forward and pulled out a gun tucked at the small of his back, brought it to view then returned it. ]
So if I haven't bored you all to hell yet, maybe some of who's left can enlighten me on what life's been like here? It seems the breaking up into islands is something new. Before ending up here, the three of us were at a place in France--or at least, it seemed French--that nobody could make a sound or chance gettin' torn apart by monsters.
Anybody sharin' insight about life here, you've earned yourself some manual labor. Or anythin' else I can come up with.
[ He offered an expectant look at the end. Not quite a smile, but a signature move when trying to get something without the means to obtain it otherwise. ]
Shit.
[ A look of illumination graced his features and he stopped his approach to turn off the feed. Seth cleared his throat, his expression more accepting of their surrounding circumstance than his frustrated focus of seconds ago. What could he say? He was glad to have a speaking voice again. Might as well put it to use. ]
If there's somethin' that getting sucked from one mess to another's taught me, it's that nothin' lasts forever. All this shit's temporary... I couldn't talk soon after ending up here. My better half couldn't hear. And some of you got acquainted with the pain in the ass who lives with us, Leo. --Who by the way, can't exactly help what he is and didn't fuckin' ask to be made but still lives buy a code. But I digress...
[ Seth sat back after the brief introduction of sorts. ]
I'm Seth. Seth Gecko. You've already met Leo on here. As my Bonnie once called him, 'a walkin'-talkin' after shave commercial' who sang for you. Margo hasn't graced you all with an appearance yet but that's probably thanks to the roller coaster we've been through since arriving. She'll no doubt talk about magic when she does. Me? Well, I'm just a run of the mill guy from Kansas City. No powers, though not too bad with a piece.
[ He leaned forward and pulled out a gun tucked at the small of his back, brought it to view then returned it. ]
So if I haven't bored you all to hell yet, maybe some of who's left can enlighten me on what life's been like here? It seems the breaking up into islands is something new. Before ending up here, the three of us were at a place in France--or at least, it seemed French--that nobody could make a sound or chance gettin' torn apart by monsters.
Anybody sharin' insight about life here, you've earned yourself some manual labor. Or anythin' else I can come up with.
[ He offered an expectant look at the end. Not quite a smile, but a signature move when trying to get something without the means to obtain it otherwise. ]
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He used to be here. We were friends. Kind of. There was some mutual disdain. [ she offers a half shrug. ] You know how he is.
He went home or wherever a while ago.
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Also blonde like the Marshal's daughter but definitely not her. ]
Richard used to be here?
[ Seth swallowed, wishing maybe she had known him from back home. It was a stupid thought given he could count all the women who knew Richie well enough to describe him on one hand. Missing a couple of fingers at that.
Maybe that was a little harsh.
Rigidness transitioned into Seth's shoulders falling at being told Richie was no longer around. ]
He's... Richard. [ A sigh left him. His eyes had fallen but picked up. ]
How long ago?
[ Maybe while Seth and Margo got sucked into Reims, Richard had somehow come here. It was a stupid thought considering Seth had arrived right out of Reims and the blonde just said 'a while ago'. Seth was kind of stupid hopeful when it came to family. ]
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He's been gone nearly a year. Sorry I don't have better news. [ she does look sorry about it. she has a brother. she can imagine his disappointment to know that he's managed to miss his. ] That's how it works here. People come and go.
Except for me. I've been here going on three years.
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[ He couldn't help but immediately repeat. No. That wasn't right. Richie was with him a year ago. Yet... there weren't any signs of this dame lying. In fact, she even seemed... sorry?
Seth unconsciously raised a hand and scratched at the back of his head then dropped it, fighting off the urge to feel defeated. ]
Who knows how this shit works. I was just somewhere before here and found a Kate who didn't know anythin' about the time I saw her last.
[ His demeanor tried to shake off the emotions rising from missing his brother. Richie was back home with Kate, taking care of each other. Seth had to believe that.
He looked into the video feed. ]
So you two were friends, huh?
[ A hint of mischief was in his eyes at the question, corner of his mouth curling the slightest bit upward. ]
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He knew all my secrets. [ Cashmere's expression softens. she'd been mad at the time. how could she have been anything but mad? he'd found her Capitol commemorative book, read it cover to cover, and put it up for sale in his pawn shop. ] And he kept them. [ he'd given over the book pretty easily, after making a show of having it in the first place. ]
He's an ass. [ one that she's more fond of than she would ever have let on with Richie, but she thinks that's mutual. ] And he talked about you a lot.
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Listening to the blonde mystery woman made him less somber over his brother. ]
Bein' an ass is somethin' of a family trait.
[ Seth chuckled bitterly. His eyes fell away momentarily. If Richie knew all her secrets then she knew some of his. Theirs. Between the brothers, the younger wasn't the emotional type. Everything had some kind of logic to it. But even Richie knew the importance of human relationships. Proof of that was being told that he had talked about him.
With a shake of his head, amused, Seth glanced back up. ]
Oh, I can't wait to hear this.
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He cares about you a lot. You must have been though some real shit together, because he seems to feel about you the way I feel about my brother. I know he wanted to find you. Together's always better, right? Even in a place like this.
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I'd give my right arm for him. That's why I've got the ink on it, for him and the shit we've been through.
[ Seth left out how the tattoo once stopped at his upper arm until Richie became a vampire and bit him, then the flames traveled up his neck to cover the scars of the puncture wounds left.
If it'd been just a year that this woman saw Richie, he would've been a culebra then. ]
Guessin' your brother ain't around here either?
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Cash shakes her head at his question. ] No, I haven't seen Gloss in a very long time. Not the real him, anyway. Sometimes we see people from home here, but it's not always real. It's just the gods trying to get what they want. I'm sure you'll see what I mean before too long.
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His head picked up when he spoke again. ]
Not lookin' forward to that. Appreciate the head's up though.
[ He decided to go back to what she shared about her brother. ]
Gloss, huh? Tell me your name ain't Lip.
[ It was a terrible joke but Seth wanted to break from the depressing shit they were sharing. He held an impish smirk, waiting her response. ]
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It's Cashmere. I'm named after my grandfather. Not a sweater, as Richard liked to say.
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[ There was a full impish smirk at the reply. ]
But I'd be surprised if he didn't call you Cash. It's one of his favorite things.
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C'mon, you're tellin' me he didn't mention Tango and Cash? I mean, it's not an all time favorite but I can't believe Richie woulda passed up the chance to talk movies.
Or are you not a fan of the flick?
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she shakes her head at his questions. ]
There aren't many movies where I'm from. [ that's half true, but no need to get into the full story. ]
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[ It wasn't unusual to run into someone who wasn't into movies the way the Gecko brothers were. Margo and Leo had to suffer through a number of references. So he shifted to small talk, wanting to learn about the woman who befriended Richie. ]
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That somewhere overseas? [ A beat passed when he realized another important question to ask. ] What year was it before you got pulled here?
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she laughs at his question. overseas. sure. close enough. ] Yeah, something like that. The year is harder to explain. We don't have the same time system as you do. Seventy-five years after the Dark Days is the best I can tell you.
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Right.
[ Confusion left his features at starting another subject. ]
Soooo, Cash Money... [ He held a smirk. ] What kinda trouble can I get into here?