@fuckthis (text)

[evocation]

hey
so me and wash and gene were gonna go on an adventure in the woods
see what we can find, you know?
but we're looking for a couple of people to bring with us
maybe two or three
gene's a medic, wash is a marine, and i'm a wizard with experience dealing with monsters and nasty magic
anyone that thinks they could round that out would be great
but no serial killers or anyone that would like
murder us in our sleep
and sorry, but no kids yet
i know some of you are gonna argue that, but we have no idea what we're dealing with and we don't want that on our consciences
anyway, let us know
thanks

Comments

[chardismastic]

me? feather ruffling? never

[ultimatums]

You gonna tell me you wouldn't even know how to ruffle a feather?

[chardismastic]

total novice

[ultimatums]

Never even seen a feather before, have you?

[chardismastic]

i know i know

i'm just naive lamb lost in this world don't ever know how i'll manage

[ultimatums]

Better take yourself off Kyna's exploration team then
No naive lambs allowed

[chardismastic]

but then how am i ever going to learn? i have to get out there, stretch my wings, all that shit

[ultimatums]

Wings, you say?
Think I found a hole in your argument
You're not naive at all, are you?

[chardismastic]

bold of you to assume all wings are feathered

[ultimatums]

So what are you, a little bug or something?

[chardismastic]

was leaning more towards a bat but hey your imagination can go where it likes

[ultimatums]

Of course you'd lean more towards a bat
Color me unsurprised

[chardismastic]

and what's that supposed to mean

[ultimatums]

Your predilection towards maintaining a certain aesthetic speaks for itself

[nonscriptum]

since WHEN

[chardismastic]

fancy seeing you here

private;

[nonscriptum]

i live with kyna and she's fielding 400 texts from teenagers

why would i not be here

private;

[chardismastic]

didn't know the particulars of your dorm assignment

but as i'm not one of the asshole teenagers out there i think i'm still entitled to a bit of surprise to have you show up in my conversation

private;

[nonscriptum]

yeah, i knew her in hadriel before this. i care about her.

[ For all that Nate has accepted his death, he's still angry about the way in which he died. The way Rafe basked in his revelation like he'd enjoyed a five-star meal.

More than anything Nate is frustrated that Rafe is on such friendly and conversational terms with his roommate, with others, and maybe it's petty, but since he's never gotten to utilize pettiness in his entire goddamn life he feels a little entitled to the notion. ]

you got me killed, i don't think it's unreasonable to want to keep an eye on you.

private;

[chardismastic]

that a warning, nate?

[ It's hard to say which was the greater drive behind it — the realization that for once, just once he had the drop on Nate or the opportunity to make Sam squirm for all the shit he'd pulled. Overly theatrical? Maybe. But you take what you can get when you get it and Rafe had been conned out of enough to grab with both hands.

Not that it amounted to anything. They're both of them stuck here now with shit to show for it but what happens when you trust Sam Drake. ]

the guy that got both of us killed isn't here but you want to keep tabs on me then go ahead

private; 1/2

[nonscriptum]

i don't know what it is, rafe

[ It isn't a threat, or an ultimatum. He's simply exhausted, and Rafe's presence and the Wall Street charisma he oozes only serve to remind Nate of what he isn't by comparison, not that he ever bothered to compare their apples and oranges in the first place. Pity he's got all the time in the world to do so now, with no respite for his troubles. ]

and i'm not keeping tabs on you, it's just

private;

[nonscriptum]

you know what?

forget it

private;

[chardismastic]

then that makes two of us cause hell if i know either

[ The dismissal rankles, even if Rafe doesn't have the first clue as to why Nate tries to brush it all off. Wouldn't be able to guess in a million years. All he sees is something starting and being judged not worth the effort to finish whatever that something is. Clenching his teeth on the other end of the line, he forces himself to a calmer tone than he's used elsewhere tonight. ]

just say whatever you've got to say and get it over with

private;

[nonscriptum]

[ The forget it was a cue for both parties to bow out, but as he should have remembered, Rafe is a dog with a bone. ]

it's fine, i'd hate to distract you from the game you're slinging

i'm sure i'll see you around anyway

private;

[chardismastic]

[ Rafe Adler never had so much as a passing acquaintance in shame but something still tweaks at that. Weird. Indigestion? He'll deal with it after getting an answer out of Nate. ]

nathan.