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NAME

Vergilius

CIVILIAN_NAME

Red Gaze

TEAM

Brimstone

HOUSING_NUMBER

11

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[immortalpoet]

[....]


[....................]


[You can practically see the shadow of his eyes start to grow with every single sentence before he croaks out:]

You don't. Need to keep going.

[bowtography]

Oh? Okay.

[ And she closes the notebook, smiling peacefully. ]

[immortalpoet]

[if you thought he was going to say anything else after that]




[he is not and he's just back to sipping his coffee because he is pretending is he nonplussed about this]

[bowtography]

[ sir, you ain't slick. ]

Anyway, I'd like to believe you like her a lot. And so I don't have to threaten you.

[immortalpoet]

Hrm. Why would you have to threaten me....?

[please he's just a regular old guy leave him and his weird het feelings alone]

[bowtography]

[ No. :) ]

Because she's my friend and I don't know anyone else who would do it. [ Wow. ]

Malkuth is really bright and sunny and strong, but there's a lot of stuff she needs support on still and if someone she cares about finds a way to hurt her, that'd hurt even more than someone she didn't care about at all.

So I want to make sure you see her for who she is. Not just what she's done. Not just a really energetic and stubborn person.

So even if you give me a whole load of [ she pauses to imitate his very sexy but very dry voice ] "you must be imagining things, didn't your mother ever tell you not to assume" stuff, just promise me that if you feel any kind of way about her, you'll look at her properly.

[immortalpoet]

[Ah, the camaraderie of friendship, nothing like it.]

[He doesn't interrupt her as she speaks, just listens with not even a budge in his stony expression (not even with the impression, what a hard audience). Another minute goes by, before he closes his eyes, almost a little more exhausted than usual.]

...Did she tell you I called her a duck?

[bowtography]

A duck? No.

[ She blinks at him, pausing to sip on her whipped cream Monstrosity. ]

Did she call you a goose back?

[immortalpoet]

....Yes. But that's besides the point. The point is...we've talked. I know what you're talking about.

[A beat.]

She looks nice on the surface But she paddles hard under the water to seem that way.

[bowtography]

[ So you think she looks nice, eh-- ]

... So you do get it. [ She sounds relieved, on her exhale. ]

Ducks are actually pretty amazing, aren't they?

[immortalpoet]

[stop,]

....They work hard. So does she. She's been through many lives. I would expect it of her.

[bowtography]

Not everyone who's been through many lives can still smile like she can.

[ ... Well, she has no idea how many people have lived through many lives, herself included, but her point still stands. ]

[immortalpoet]

No, not everyone would.

[look at him, he's lived one life and he's Done]

But she has to keep herself above water, lest she sinks.

[bowtography]

Well, I wouldn't let that happen. And you wouldn't either, right?

[immortalpoet]

I guess I wouldn't.......

[bowtography]

Right! You definitely wouldn't!!

[ SHE IS RADIATING CONFIDENCE. ]

[immortalpoet]

[He knows from experience that it's better NOT to mess with a young lady in such things.]

How...long have you two been friends.

[bowtography]

Ever since we showed up here! So a couple of months.

[immortalpoet]

That's a short time. But I guess you two are cut from the same cloth....

[bowtography]

We sure are! It's kind of nice to have people who are willing to be your friend right off the bat, though I do get where the more reluctant ones are coming from.

[ Unfortunately. ]

[immortalpoet]

I think its just because....what's the word. You're...extroverts.

[bowtography]

We sure are! And I think every introvert needs at least one extrovert in their life!

[ Maybe several. If they can survive it. ]

[immortalpoet]

I don't.

[AND YET....]

[bowtography]

That's also what they all say.

[ Knowingly. ]

So what if Malkuth never talked to you again?

[immortalpoet]

...

[Closing his eyes.]

That would be her choice.