daggering: do not. undermestimate. bird intelligents. we have found. your c h i p s (103)
vax'ildan, trash rat with wings ([personal profile] daggering) wrote2022-02-12 02:09 pm
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[personal profile] ktiseos 2022-02-22 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[-ah. his brow furrows further, there.]

You did not intend to? Some form of compulsion, mayhap?

[a brief pause, there.]

If you would prefer I leave, then I will do so before you say aught else.

[he says it brusquely, businesslike, but. the intent is there.]
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[personal profile] ktiseos 2022-02-23 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
I could have made a guess or two, yes, but I would not necessarily have assumed. I am alive and well despite my own duty, after all.

[vax could easily have just been a living person working with death... it's fine.]

Either way, I do not believe you need be concerned with having shared. I expect I would feel the same, having said--

[--ugh. he visibly seems to choke something back before he says it, making a face.]

--is it contagious?
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[personal profile] ktiseos 2022-02-25 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
No-- no, I have no intention of letting this place get to me so easily.

[one hand is clenched, there.]

I could not simply--

[a long, slow inhale, trying to steady himself. fuck. it's right on the tip of his tongue.]
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[personal profile] ktiseos 2022-02-27 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[stop being so touchy-- he tenses further beneath it, pulling his arm back reflexively.

he's quiet for several moments, before he speaks.]


Not long before coming here, I- there was a strange visitor to our home. One that seemed to be naught but a familiar, albeit with the same color to their soul as a... colleague of mine. Strange, for a familiar to have a soul at all, but we brought it with us nevertheless.

[a slow exhale, though he is no less on edge.]

They claim to be-- they say they are a version of that person. From the future. A piece of their soul after our very world was... broken. A thoroughly ridiculous claim to make, and yet that color-

[...ugh. he scowls further, there. he meant to keep that last bit to himself.]

...worse, the others I currently work with believe them.