Seel har Parasiel (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dreamsallotted) wrote2017-07-12 07:38 pm
dreamsallotted) wrote2017-07-12 07:38 pm
Hadriel IC Inbox
[voice, text, video, action]
Alright. Where do you want to meet?
[Seel doesn't know Delmar well, but he knows him well enough that when his tone changes like that, Seel's on his feet, moving.]
[Seel doesn't know Delmar well, but he knows him well enough that when his tone changes like that, Seel's on his feet, moving.]
I'll be right there.
[Seel ran out of there, wishing he had a horse for better time.He supposed he could use one of the mopeds but really, he preferred the horse. He made it to the library and waited, doing his best to look at the pathetic supply of books and make it seem like he was actually interested.]
[Seel ran out of there, wishing he had a horse for better time.He supposed he could use one of the mopeds but really, he preferred the horse. He made it to the library and waited, doing his best to look at the pathetic supply of books and make it seem like he was actually interested.]
[Delmar manages to remember to say 'thank you' before hanging up, but just barely. His pulse is racing and his heart is trying to bang its way free out of his chest. He's actually a little relieved when Seel shows up.
How unexpected, given their first interactions with one another]
Thank you for coming.
[A pause]
I saw that your name is on that horrible list too...
How unexpected, given their first interactions with one another]
Thank you for coming.
[A pause]
I saw that your name is on that horrible list too...
[Adversity an hardship had a way of bringing people together unexpectedly, being forced to rely on people you would not otherwise think necessary.]
Your welcome. I appreciate you reaching out to me.
[It's unexpected, but, adversity. But just in case Delmar has an unexpectedly violent side, well, Seel has a gun.]
I probably should have been more diplomatic to the Null, but I wasn't getting anywhere with them being polite and they weren't interested in a compromise.
Your welcome. I appreciate you reaching out to me.
[It's unexpected, but, adversity. But just in case Delmar has an unexpectedly violent side, well, Seel has a gun.]
I probably should have been more diplomatic to the Null, but I wasn't getting anywhere with them being polite and they weren't interested in a compromise.
Edited 2017-10-29 14:28 (UTC)
That is why I need to talk to you.
[His hands are clasped together tightly, knuckles white with his anxiousness]
They want to hurt a lot of people. Like you, like Atem, Miss Kyna.... But maybe we could do something.
[Delmar looks at him intently]
The bakery. Its not finished yet so maybe..so...what if we built something under it. A safe place.
[His hands are clasped together tightly, knuckles white with his anxiousness]
They want to hurt a lot of people. Like you, like Atem, Miss Kyna.... But maybe we could do something.
[Delmar looks at him intently]
The bakery. Its not finished yet so maybe..so...what if we built something under it. A safe place.
They do, and they seem to be adding to that list. Anyone who outright wont play their game. If I were you--you're not on their list yet right? Keep out of it. Play neutral.
[Seel had originally written Delmar off as not exactly the brightest bulb on the planet, but his deviousness was inspiring and it brought a smile to his face. He grabbed a few books off the shelves before he found a blank one and a pencil and began to sketch something. He'd need larger paper in order to plan better, but at the moment, it would have to do.]
Someplace that can resist weaponry. Hidden. I built something similar before, but I used a sulfur lake instead of a bakery. No one wants to go near the town that smells like ass. You're thinking something like a shelter, some kind of fortification under the bakery?
You're more devious than I thought.
[Seel had originally written Delmar off as not exactly the brightest bulb on the planet, but his deviousness was inspiring and it brought a smile to his face. He grabbed a few books off the shelves before he found a blank one and a pencil and began to sketch something. He'd need larger paper in order to plan better, but at the moment, it would have to do.]
Someplace that can resist weaponry. Hidden. I built something similar before, but I used a sulfur lake instead of a bakery. No one wants to go near the town that smells like ass. You're thinking something like a shelter, some kind of fortification under the bakery?
You're more devious than I thought.
[Ha ha it's his favorite person in the world!]
I'll assume you aren't dead yet, but I was rather hoping for more of an update. Or at least an update more often.
I'll assume you aren't dead yet, but I was rather hoping for more of an update. Or at least an update more often.
[Seel was ever so grateful it was an audio conversation. That way he could keep working. Video and text both meant hands couldn't be free. As such, Cal might hear Seel walking, maybe even some hammering or other construction sounds.]
I'm not dead. You told me to be nice to Delmar.
I'm being nice.
Are daily updates an order now? Or are you concerned?
[Sorry Cal, he was holding a grudge.]
I'm not dead. You told me to be nice to Delmar.
I'm being nice.
Are daily updates an order now? Or are you concerned?
[Sorry Cal, he was holding a grudge.]
You haven't been around the house. Am I not allowed to be worried? [Really, yelling at Cal for avoiding it and now doing that himself?]
[What could he say, he was a giant hypocrite.]
I wasn't sure if you would be.
I wasn't sure if you would be.
I don't know.
I don't know what we are anymore, Cal.
I don't know what we are anymore, Cal.
That sounds more like something you'll need to find an answer for yourself.
[Seel started hammering. That was not what he wanted to hear. He wanted a nice, simple answer. The kind that Swift gave him. The 'yes, of course I still love you but I'm pissed off as hell and you need to be a nicer har. What is wrong with you?' He liked those. This involved more self reflection than he wanted to do. Seel was self aware enough to know that he didn't like what lay beneath the surface. It was easier to just fool yourself into thinking you were wise and self aware.]
Figures, you'd say something like that.
Figures, you'd say something like that.
Figures you'd say that.
What happened to you anyway? You changed.
[He paused hammering, and stopped talking more a minute..]
I'm thinking of talking to someone. That human doctor on the network.
What happened to you anyway? You changed.
[He paused hammering, and stopped talking more a minute..]
I'm thinking of talking to someone. That human doctor on the network.
"What happened" to me? You know exactly what that was. [Or part of it anyway.]
Why?
Why?
I don't know everything. It's not like I was there.
Because I miss Swift and I was murdered, Cal. What other reasons do I need? They're mine.
[touchy touchy]
Because I miss Swift and I was murdered, Cal. What other reasons do I need? They're mine.
[touchy touchy]
You can take an educated guess, I'm certain.
Fine. Sorry I asked.
Fine. Sorry I asked.
[Seel threw down the hammer, easily frustrated.]
Is it always going to be this way?
Is it always going to be this way?
Like I'm not sure how to talk to you anymore.
You'll have to figure that out yourself. I'm not the one having a problem.
Page 1 of 9