[ LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN. specifically with an attached picture of what's obviously the coolest tattoo in the world ]
what do you think? don't hold back
what do you think? don't hold back
[He hesitates to contact Kyna, not because he doesn't want to talk to her, but because... Complicated is a much too simple a word for their situation, with everything that happened in the alternate world on top of everything that happened just before it. She may not want to hear from him, and he isn't sure he wants to get a response, because what would that mean for her in the Aerie?
But he does eventually gather his courage, sending her a simple message.]
Are you awake?
But he does eventually gather his courage, sending her a simple message.]
Are you awake?
[Complicated is a word for it, and to tell the truth, at first Kyna is too shellshocked to respond. His is the first message she sees, but she's still reeling from her own death, and reeling at the sudden reappearance at the safehouse, like nothing happened. She simultaneously wants to hide under her cot for a few weeks just to cry, and desperately doesn't want to be alone.
The argument they had seems so distant now. It seems like such a small thing, compared to the reality of watching him die. Was that even reality? She's still struggling to sift through what was real and what wasn't. Thank God for text.]
i'm awake now
The argument they had seems so distant now. It seems like such a small thing, compared to the reality of watching him die. Was that even reality? She's still struggling to sift through what was real and what wasn't. Thank God for text.]
i'm awake now
@samuel.drake at some point after he's had some time to explore and die what is time
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withmeinparadise
2020-12-16 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
kyna are you there did you make it out of that thing tell me if you did
[So they've been back a few days, and things have gotten busy with all the relief efforts, and then there was also that... Discussion... On the network, and so Lance has been devoting pretty much all his attention on helping out in the city so as to keep busy and not have to think about anything. But since he's only returning for short periods to the apartment, he realizes he hasn't really talked to Kyna in awhile, and wants to check in.]
Hey. How are you doing?
Hey. How are you doing?
During World War II, four paratroopers each from England, Scotland, France and the US, were on a plane about to jump when they realized there was only one serviceable parachute.
The French paratrooper downed a glass of cognac, said "Pour la France!" and jumped without the parachute.
The American downed a glass of bourbon, said "For freedom!" and jumped without the parachute.
The Scotsman downed a glass of whiskey, said "For Scotland!" and threw the Englishman.
[ thor has no idea what time it is in new amsterdam, so probably this message is being left at two or so in the morning
but it's party time in new tokyo, or at least it sounds it by the loud jpop playing in the background. Thor himself sounds absolutely trashed ]
Lady Kyna, whom I have wronged. I must leave a message of apology for you. I must apologise. I must--
[ a pause to drink ]
I was not myself, but that doesn't absolve me. I was a boor. I was entitled, and thoughtless, and... I acted with the intent to harm you and make you feel unsafe.
[ he pauses again to drink but there's no sound of him drinking. he just lifts his glass and holds it, feeling broken. ]
I acted unworthily of your friendship. I was unworthy of it. I was unworthy of all I have received here. And for it... I admit my fault. If there is aught I can do to make amends, you've only to let me know. But I will understand if there is nothing to be done.
[ he finally drinks, and then hangs up
a few minutes later a text follows ]
and ifff youwish never to heaar frROM me again, simpl y say noth i ng and i will kno w
but it's party time in new tokyo, or at least it sounds it by the loud jpop playing in the background. Thor himself sounds absolutely trashed ]
Lady Kyna, whom I have wronged. I must leave a message of apology for you. I must apologise. I must--
[ a pause to drink ]
I was not myself, but that doesn't absolve me. I was a boor. I was entitled, and thoughtless, and... I acted with the intent to harm you and make you feel unsafe.
[ he pauses again to drink but there's no sound of him drinking. he just lifts his glass and holds it, feeling broken. ]
I acted unworthily of your friendship. I was unworthy of it. I was unworthy of all I have received here. And for it... I admit my fault. If there is aught I can do to make amends, you've only to let me know. But I will understand if there is nothing to be done.
[ he finally drinks, and then hangs up
a few minutes later a text follows ]
and ifff youwish never to heaar frROM me again, simpl y say noth i ng and i will kno w
[She's gotten a couple of apologies so far, but none quite like this. It's sweet, in a way, but it also breaks her heart. Text seems like a... rough way to go, so she picks audio, instead.]
Hey, it's okay. It wasn't your fault. I'm not upset with you.
Hey, it's okay. It wasn't your fault. I'm not upset with you.
Not to belabor a point that could have been forgotten, but I'm reminding your friends not to be oversensitive assholes during a time of crisis. I'm not writing you to chastise them gleefully. I simply thought it would behoove you to know lest it somehow fly back into your face.
[Hello it's your elusive, phantom roommate who's never around because he hates sitting still at the moment and there's fortunately plenty to do. But he's also exhausted, and ever since he literally passed out on Drake he's been coming back home enough to try to at least get enough rest to avoid a repeat of that incident.
Because anything resembling a normal schedule is out the window at this point, he's showing up around four pm, which also gives the bonus of avoiding some of the sun. Why is it so hot. This sucks.
So he looks a bit like a sad wilted flower when he steps into the house, shutting the door behind him, and looking around to see if Kyna or Amos happen to be around.]
Because anything resembling a normal schedule is out the window at this point, he's showing up around four pm, which also gives the bonus of avoiding some of the sun. Why is it so hot. This sucks.
So he looks a bit like a sad wilted flower when he steps into the house, shutting the door behind him, and looking around to see if Kyna or Amos happen to be around.]
[ At some point, a package shows up at Kyna's doorstep with her name clearly on it. Definitely not professionally delivered, but no one knocked, so the origin is obviously a mystery.
Inside, there's extremely futuristic lingerieby the standards of someone born in 1971 and a sprig of wildflowers lying atop it, something cut by hand from an overgrown rooftop garden.
Completely normal, could be anyone. ]
Inside, there's extremely futuristic lingerie
Completely normal, could be anyone. ]
[Totally secretive. She has absolutely no idea where the gift could have possibly come from, but honestly, the flowers give her more pause than the lingerie. They're cute.
She could just shoot him a text, say she likes it, but that's not as fun. So, instead, Kyna puts on the lingerie, tucks a flower in her hair, and takes a few pictures in the mirror before shooting them off to Sam. They're straight up pin up fare, her poses carefully showing off the lingerie's... perks.]
i got a mysterious gift today
you think i have a secret admirer?
She could just shoot him a text, say she likes it, but that's not as fun. So, instead, Kyna puts on the lingerie, tucks a flower in her hair, and takes a few pictures in the mirror before shooting them off to Sam. They're straight up pin up fare, her poses carefully showing off the lingerie's... perks.]
i got a mysterious gift today
you think i have a secret admirer?
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