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firstworldproblem) wrote2024-05-05 07:01 pm
firstworldproblem) wrote2024-05-05 07:01 pm
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IC Inbox - Snakes on Serpentine Horizon
[It just goes to a beep.]
[ he’s skilled at hiding his emotions, but the question surprises him, and Emet looking directly into his eyes like that immediately makes him feel exposed. So he averts his gaze and tries his best to hide without his hat ]
He’s useful.
He’s useful.
A partial answer to the question. Let me be more direct. Does he make you uncomfortable?
[ it doesn’t matter!! And he will try to avoid being seen just by walking past emet like he decided they’re taking a stroll now ]
I can handle Dottore, he’s nothing new. As far as I’m concerned everyone else in this hellhole is more of a problem.
I can handle Dottore, he’s nothing new. As far as I’m concerned everyone else in this hellhole is more of a problem.
Ignored and insulted all in one go!
Though not incorrect. You at least seem to care some manner for your soul. Keep that ribbon safe.
[He follow a few paces beside him to the side.]
But do you disagree this quiet yet eerie forest is better than the bustle of civilization. Or what passes as one. 'Tis why I don't frequent it often.
Though not incorrect. You at least seem to care some manner for your soul. Keep that ribbon safe.
[He follow a few paces beside him to the side.]
But do you disagree this quiet yet eerie forest is better than the bustle of civilization. Or what passes as one. 'Tis why I don't frequent it often.
They don't come here because they just might disappear. A caution I would take as well. Hence it is better with company.
You seemed unsurprised by my teleportation of us here. Would I be correct in assuming magic stems from your star? And perhaps yourself as well.
You seemed unsurprised by my teleportation of us here. Would I be correct in assuming magic stems from your star? And perhaps yourself as well.
I really need to be careful about what I say and do with you, don’t I? You actually pay attention.
But thanks for your advice. I’ve seen people disappear before my eyes with similar magic before and yes, I am capable of wielding it myself.
But thanks for your advice. I’ve seen people disappear before my eyes with similar magic before and yes, I am capable of wielding it myself.
Edited 2022-10-15 22:50 (UTC)
Do others not? I suppose all they see is a younger man. An oversight I have no doubts you use to your advantage. Though truthfully it is your connection to the other that tells the story more. Most people don't have working relationships with those who enjoy their saws and tools as that one does.
[He does perk up at that.]
Oh, can you? Show me.
[He does perk up at that.]
Oh, can you? Show me.
[Teleporting him out into the secluded woods. They are kind of creepy and eerie and he suspects the good doctor will enjoy them.]
I imagine you aren't too torn up if we skip the kissing all together.
I imagine you aren't too torn up if we skip the kissing all together.
And what does it tell you about my story? I’m curious about what conclusion you’ve come to.
all I know of you so far is that you’re a sensitive soul. I should prod you more.
[ but he does as requested, and summons a ball of pure electro energy right above his hand, holding it out for him ]
all I know of you so far is that you’re a sensitive soul. I should prod you more.
[ but he does as requested, and summons a ball of pure electro energy right above his hand, holding it out for him ]
[ doesn't seem fazed by the teleportation and immediately takes a step away from emet like all they did was walk exactly two paces. he does seem to look intrigued by the woods, so don't mind him just taking a little look around. ]
I'm incredibly torn up. [ he doesn't really sound too torn up. ]
I'm incredibly torn up. [ he doesn't really sound too torn up. ]
It is very little to go on. But upon a first blush I'd say you are either enjoy bloodletting as much as he or simply ran out of other options.
[He takes it in his hand. The protective shield over his form is very apparent. Ever cautious. He studies it for a while.]
A pure element. Not rare, but not common either.
[He takes it in his hand. The protective shield over his form is very apparent. Ever cautious. He studies it for a while.]
A pure element. Not rare, but not common either.
I'm sure you'll find a way to get over it.
What do you think of the man who came with you?
What do you think of the man who came with you?
Dottore isn’t as interested in bloodshed for the sake of bloodshed as you think he is. You underestimate him. Consider this my piece of advice - he’s far more dangerous than his attitude suggests.
As for myself … I’ll let you figure it out. But I thought we’d established I have no reason to harm you.
[ he will let his ball’s power grow in intensity, though the size is the same, it shines brighter and emet will be able to feel its growing power ]
In my world, those who have magic abilities can usually manipulate one element among six. This is electro.
As for myself … I’ll let you figure it out. But I thought we’d established I have no reason to harm you.
[ he will let his ball’s power grow in intensity, though the size is the same, it shines brighter and emet will be able to feel its growing power ]
In my world, those who have magic abilities can usually manipulate one element among six. This is electro.
First you tell me I'm not getting a kiss.
And then you ask me about another man.
What makes you think I want to tell you anything now? If I had feelings they'd be hurt.
And then you ask me about another man.
What makes you think I want to tell you anything now? If I had feelings they'd be hurt.
I underestimate no one. The will of man is ever a fickle and precarious force.
[He gives him a sidelong look for a moment. A challenge that he couldn't harm him if he tried. But after the brief glance he looks back up at the magic before him.]
Not so dissimilar then. The number of elements, that is. Would you consider yourself a mage of considerable talent?
[He offers it back to him.]
[He gives him a sidelong look for a moment. A challenge that he couldn't harm him if he tried. But after the brief glance he looks back up at the magic before him.]
Not so dissimilar then. The number of elements, that is. Would you consider yourself a mage of considerable talent?
[He offers it back to him.]
Because you would be bored otherwise would I simply leave.
Or am I incorrect in my assessment?
Or am I incorrect in my assessment?
[ he takes it and with a quick hand gesture lets it dissipate ]
You held it in your hand. What do you think?
I’ve given you so much information with so little in return, I fon’t feel like giving a straight answer.
Why not provide me with a demonstration of your own?
You held it in your hand. What do you think?
I’ve given you so much information with so little in return, I fon’t feel like giving a straight answer.
Why not provide me with a demonstration of your own?
I would not be bored. I'm new, so as a result all of this is new to me. I have plenty to do. [ he gives a laugh. ] I won't be bored for some time. I would simply not have you by my side, asking me questions about my darling colleague. If you're so curious about him, then you can go and find him. He could use a friend.
What do I think...? What was it. 'He’s far more dangerous than his attitude suggests.'
Ah. Do you truly care about my opinion? I will admit it is rather novel. Like you, I am not used to people listening. Not really anyway. Not unless they want something.
And you and I listen because we want the same thing. One might think it power or information or advantage over the other, but it is really more simple than that. We desire stability. And understanding of where we stand. And so we listen to puzzle out what is meant between lines. Words unsaid.
As for a demonstration... well, I've only done this once. My power is not what it was. Not here. But I will need some help.
What place do you desire to be in this very moment? Think of it. Hold onto it in your mind's eye.
Ah. Do you truly care about my opinion? I will admit it is rather novel. Like you, I am not used to people listening. Not really anyway. Not unless they want something.
And you and I listen because we want the same thing. One might think it power or information or advantage over the other, but it is really more simple than that. We desire stability. And understanding of where we stand. And so we listen to puzzle out what is meant between lines. Words unsaid.
As for a demonstration... well, I've only done this once. My power is not what it was. Not here. But I will need some help.
What place do you desire to be in this very moment? Think of it. Hold onto it in your mind's eye.
So he is yours in the end.
I am curious about him. I'm curious about you. I'm curious about all those on this team whom I'm forced to spend time with. How else am I to scheme and plot if I don't listen, observe, and ask questions.
Though I am impressed. Most people can talk about themselves for quite a lot longer. You did button up quite quickly.
I am curious about him. I'm curious about you. I'm curious about all those on this team whom I'm forced to spend time with. How else am I to scheme and plot if I don't listen, observe, and ask questions.
Though I am impressed. Most people can talk about themselves for quite a lot longer. You did button up quite quickly.
I am sure he'll run his mouth about me. [ and he'll find out one way or another... so scaramouche better be careful, because dottore has no problem stitching those lips of his closed. permanently. ] If you'd like to know about me, then tell me a little about you. I'm sure I've heard something about sharing somewhere. [ but emet's follow up comment does get a genuine laugh out of dottore. ]
I'm not surprised. A lot of people do seem to half self-inflated egos. I'm sure with the right push of buttons you could get people to spill more than their guts. [ an even more boisterous laugh. ]
[ he stoops down to pick a weird looking flower. ]
I'm not surprised. A lot of people do seem to half self-inflated egos. I'm sure with the right push of buttons you could get people to spill more than their guts. [ an even more boisterous laugh. ]
[ he stoops down to pick a weird looking flower. ]
[He laughs.]
Goodness. Are you also going to tell me nostalgia is a waste of time and effort?
Goodness. Are you also going to tell me nostalgia is a waste of time and effort?
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