Then we’ll have to find other ways to entertain ourselves.
Thanks I guess? I didn’t know the guy, but he was a friend’s boyfriend and he’s either handling it really well or going to break, but probably not with me.
A sub breaking into a dom's place through the window? Just what I need to be accused of, I'll use the door.
[It's not like it's far to go, he arrives quickly enough and doesn't bother knocking, just tries the door with full expectation Scott either didn't keep it locked or had unlocked it for him.]
Alright, where's the patient and what'd you do to them?
I'd hope so given that you're also nearly a decade older.
[ That's an admission, and comes with a little dry humor.
In truth damn near all the material with the visor should be there. It just looks.. strange. It's also bronze instead of silver toned and just shaped differently, distorting the broken quartz aspects and ultimate look even more.
Then he snorts and moves toward the kitchen. ]
The Apocalypse thing we talked about. The City's got its elbow on that button and is leaning in. It's more traumatic for her to see that thing than me. By far.
You’re trying to dad a teenager in this city? Avandra bless you. That’s a luck god.
[As he holds the visor in his palm and looks it over, his fingers trace over the edges with that purple glow.
Slowly, the visor’s metal smoothes and straightens into its original shape and the quartz rearranges and resettles properly.]
City does like a good button press, particularly the things you’d rather given space. She doing alright? Having to spill a story against choice isn’t fun and some have needed to do so more’n once.
I'm not doing a lot of parenting. I'm pretty sure any attempt at more than availability to help would result in the opposite of what I want to happen, happening.
[ He leans on the counter, head cocked to watch as the visor straightens itself out and gets 'fixed' back to something functional. ]
She broke my door, we both bled all over the place, but it was a conversation that was a good decade overdue on my end. With surprisingly little direct trauma for me. I've still got my thing following me around, but it can keep doing that. I'm not interested in playing that game, especially now that she's gotten rid of that thing.
[That made sense and, honestly, was smart. He simply nods and finishes the visor as Scott talks.]
It might quit eventually, but you probably ought if you don't want the annoyance or funny looks of whatever it is tracing your steps.
[He holds out the visor for Scott to take back.]
I...it could have been worse. I talked to a few people. Still can't decide if it's a big deal or not, but they assured me it was so long as it mattered, all that sound advice you have a hard time listening to anyway.
It's not following me, but I haven't gotten rid of it yet either, it's just in my closet right now.
[ He snorts and turns around, picks up what amounts to a maybe 3" square metal 'a' and holds it up between his index and middle fingers, fingers sort of crossed around it. ]
I don't know what conversation it wants me to have about it, either. I've already talked to you about this.
[He glances at Scott, but then moves to pick up the A himself and turn it over in his hands.]
Not really...I mean, I do, but that's not why. I'm just hoping to- [He pauses a moment, thumb running over one of the long edges of the letter.]
Guess I'm hoping to do better with it this time around than the first. Something that might make her happier if she were able to see it. It's a silly thought.
[He halfheartedly tries to bend the thing in his hands, but it's a little more resilient than that.]
This just meant to be a reminder of him or is the buckle itself important?
[ Scott sits down at the table and leans back, one leg tucked up so that his heel is on the chair seat and his shin is pressed into the table edge.
He'd like to ignore the question but he knows Chris well enough to expect that Chris will talk exactly as long as Scott will. Scott shuts it down, so will Chris. ]
Just a reminder. Maybe about the fact that he was a physical entity at one point that wasn't just a voice in my head. What did you do with what you were given the first time?
[Chris takes a cue from his friend and moves to settle into his own chair, legs sprawled out ahead of him under the table. The table that once more unceremoniously receives the A dumped onto it.]
Well, then you ought tell someone who's not heard it -if that even matters, I guess- and get rid of the thing. Or turn it into a light catcher, that could be interesting. [Ever since he'd told Hythlodaeus to turn his reminder into a garden feature, Chris couldn't deny he was charmed with the idea of recycling these things.
That might be the other reason he was holding onto the dress.]
I sold it. Not behind her back or anything but I- [He pauses and thinks out the line of his explanation. Could he get away with this without explaining fully? Probably. Scott wouldn't press if Chris made the line clear.
Did the line matter? Cinder said yes, if he wanted it to. If only he knew if he wanted it to.]
It was a piece of clothing, which I know doesn't sound like much, but it represented everything she expected and hoped I'd be. I didn't live up to it quite right, so it needed to go and I slipped the coin back to her for her trouble.
[He's quiet a moment, but then cuts eyes back over to Scott.]
They're trying to use this to force emotional intimacy. I think the event itself happening is probably not what they're looking for. I might turn it into a key chain, though. [ A really big one, but whatever.
He says that much as a means of bridging some of the gap - processing time - between Chris finishing talking and Scott responding to it. He needs a bit to put things together, there, based not just on this revelation but what he already knows about Chris, interactions they have had, and the world he came from.
It doesn't take him very long, but it definitely comes with a look that Kurt described as 'almost being able to see numbers running across the quartz'. ]
Okay.
[ Underwhelming probably, but he's pretty sure he's got most of this now and that's just recognition of it. But.]
What do you regret about doing it that way and what is the plan for it now? Is there a plan?
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Date: 2022-06-11 05:45 am (UTC)It’s already black, so we’ll just be doing touch ups and details.
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Date: 2022-06-12 11:57 am (UTC)Oh and apologies about the friend. I think.
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Date: 2022-06-12 02:12 pm (UTC)Thanks I guess? I didn’t know the guy, but he was a friend’s boyfriend and he’s either handling it really well or going to break, but probably not with me.
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Date: 2022-06-12 04:38 pm (UTC)Good. I can stop worrying about sentimental attachment to the bike.
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Date: 2022-06-12 10:07 pm (UTC)Gods bless
Do people get weird about their cars the way captains and bosuns do about their ships?
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Date: 2022-06-12 10:08 pm (UTC)Yes we do.
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Date: 2022-06-15 06:56 am (UTC)I’m headed over
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Date: 2022-06-15 01:06 pm (UTC)So is the window if you want to climb in.
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Date: 2022-06-19 04:53 pm (UTC)[It's not like it's far to go, he arrives quickly enough and doesn't bother knocking, just tries the door with full expectation Scott either didn't keep it locked or had unlocked it for him.]
Alright, where's the patient and what'd you do to them?
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Date: 2022-06-20 02:18 pm (UTC)It showed up this way. A 'gift' for Jean, that isn't much of one.
And my son climbs in the window or knocks the door in all the time. I doubt the city cares that much.
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Date: 2022-06-21 03:59 am (UTC)[He strides over and holds a hand out to take the visor so he can inspect it.]
If it came that way, I'm guessing it didn't have the pieces.
[That'd make things a little harder, but not impossible.]
One of the recent gifts? Not a good memory for her, I'm guessing...and I'm also guessing it's to do with you getting hurt.
[Since it was clearly one of Scott's visors.]
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Date: 2022-06-21 09:13 pm (UTC)[ That's an admission, and comes with a little dry humor.
In truth damn near all the material with the visor should be there. It just looks.. strange. It's also bronze instead of silver toned and just shaped differently, distorting the broken quartz aspects and ultimate look even more.
Then he snorts and moves toward the kitchen. ]
The Apocalypse thing we talked about. The City's got its elbow on that button and is leaning in. It's more traumatic for her to see that thing than me. By far.
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Date: 2022-06-22 06:30 pm (UTC)You’re trying to dad a teenager in this city? Avandra bless you. That’s a luck god.
[As he holds the visor in his palm and looks it over, his fingers trace over the edges with that purple glow.
Slowly, the visor’s metal smoothes and straightens into its original shape and the quartz rearranges and resettles properly.]
City does like a good button press, particularly the things you’d rather given space. She doing alright? Having to spill a story against choice isn’t fun and some have needed to do so more’n once.
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Date: 2022-06-22 06:41 pm (UTC)[ He leans on the counter, head cocked to watch as the visor straightens itself out and gets 'fixed' back to something functional. ]
She broke my door, we both bled all over the place, but it was a conversation that was a good decade overdue on my end. With surprisingly little direct trauma for me. I've still got my thing following me around, but it can keep doing that. I'm not interested in playing that game, especially now that she's gotten rid of that thing.
How did you do with it?
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Date: 2022-06-25 09:11 pm (UTC)It might quit eventually, but you probably ought if you don't want the annoyance or funny looks of whatever it is tracing your steps.
[He holds out the visor for Scott to take back.]
I...it could have been worse. I talked to a few people. Still can't decide if it's a big deal or not, but they assured me it was so long as it mattered, all that sound advice you have a hard time listening to anyway.
It's not following me, but I haven't gotten rid of it yet either, it's just in my closet right now.
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Date: 2022-06-25 09:22 pm (UTC)I don't know what conversation it wants me to have about it, either. I've already talked to you about this.
Why are you hanging on to what you got?
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Date: 2022-06-25 09:30 pm (UTC)Cause the person who gave it to me is the closest thing to a mother I ever had and she meant it with best intentions at heart.
Did he wear that thing or leave it like a calling card or something?
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Date: 2022-06-25 09:34 pm (UTC)It's effectively a belt buckle. So. You're keeping it because you miss her?
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Date: 2022-06-28 01:57 am (UTC)Not really...I mean, I do, but that's not why. I'm just hoping to- [He pauses a moment, thumb running over one of the long edges of the letter.]
Guess I'm hoping to do better with it this time around than the first. Something that might make her happier if she were able to see it. It's a silly thought.
[He halfheartedly tries to bend the thing in his hands, but it's a little more resilient than that.]
This just meant to be a reminder of him or is the buckle itself important?
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Date: 2022-06-29 12:42 am (UTC)He'd like to ignore the question but he knows Chris well enough to expect that Chris will talk exactly as long as Scott will. Scott shuts it down, so will Chris. ]
Just a reminder. Maybe about the fact that he was a physical entity at one point that wasn't just a voice in my head. What did you do with what you were given the first time?
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Date: 2022-07-01 06:20 am (UTC)Well, then you ought tell someone who's not heard it -if that even matters, I guess- and get rid of the thing. Or turn it into a light catcher, that could be interesting. [Ever since he'd told Hythlodaeus to turn his reminder into a garden feature, Chris couldn't deny he was charmed with the idea of recycling these things.
That might be the other reason he was holding onto the dress.]
I sold it. Not behind her back or anything but I- [He pauses and thinks out the line of his explanation. Could he get away with this without explaining fully? Probably. Scott wouldn't press if Chris made the line clear.
Did the line matter? Cinder said yes, if he wanted it to. If only he knew if he wanted it to.]
It was a piece of clothing, which I know doesn't sound like much, but it represented everything she expected and hoped I'd be. I didn't live up to it quite right, so it needed to go and I slipped the coin back to her for her trouble.
[He's quiet a moment, but then cuts eyes back over to Scott.]
It was a dress befitting a nobility.
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Date: 2022-07-01 11:50 am (UTC)He says that much as a means of bridging some of the gap - processing time - between Chris finishing talking and Scott responding to it. He needs a bit to put things together, there, based not just on this revelation but what he already knows about Chris, interactions they have had, and the world he came from.
It doesn't take him very long, but it definitely comes with a look that Kurt described as 'almost being able to see numbers running across the quartz'. ]
Okay.
[ Underwhelming probably, but he's pretty sure he's got most of this now and that's just recognition of it. But.]
What do you regret about doing it that way and what is the plan for it now? Is there a plan?
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