weekend mingle featuring 5 pm brunch because time is meaningless now

[pr159]

[ There probably isn't a single person among them who isn't exhausted after that trial, so it's no surprise that, like last week, there's no party when it's over. Maybe some stay out and mill about the city, while others finally take the chance to get some well-deserved sleep.

Personally, Rideaux is absolutely going to bed now, because it's fucking 10 am or something, and that was a lot.

But when he wakes up again in what is nominally the afternoon, once he's taken a shower and no longer looks like a haggard mess, he's actually going to hole up in the kitchen at the clergy housing and make some pancakes. Just pancakes and nothing else, because this mix is "just add water!" and that's the extent of his cooking skills the most effort he's going to put into anything. Some of them may be slightly burned and oddly shaped, but they're free, so shut it.

There's also some coffee and some (cheap, not his good stuff) whiskey, so if you want to make a half-assed Irish coffee, he's not stopping you.

Is this supposed to be a distraction? Is this actually all just to celebrate the fact that Cumore briefly thought he was going to die and that was delicious to watch? Maybe, but no one has to know that. ]

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[psychophant]

Oh good, you'll have to argue harder if you want him to come with you, though.

[yep. this is what we're doing tonight. buckle the fuck up, cumore.]

[drydrown]

[...if he weren't currently still keeping an eye on you at night he would literally just go find somewhere else to sleep tonight

dist owes him majorly for tonight.]

What are you talking about...? I never said I-

[...it takes him a moment.]

What did Teru Mikami say to you.

[psychophant]

[dist would totally understand!!!!! sometimes you just gotta be like this, it's fine!!!!!!]

I told him that I have confirmation that it's possible to travel to other worlds and asked if he wanted to go to yours.

He barely missed a beat before saying he'd be out of a job there.

[ c: ]

[drydrown]

[...just. going to bury his face in one of his hands for a moment

the noise he is making is weird and rapidly approaching a pitch only audible to small dogs

and then he'll stop rather suddenly but he's still not. moving. just.]

I wouldn't believe you, but the fact is that I don't think you have it in you to come up with a lie that bland.

[psychophant]

I'd just tell you he declared his love for you solely to see the look on your face.

[u get him]

[drydrown]

[This entire conversation is literally just varying shades of What The Fuck, Iago, He Thought We Were Cool.]

He didn't ask me, either way. At least, I don't believe he did.

[psychophant]

[he did nothing but mercilessly tease dist for weeks. what makes you think he will not do Exactly This.]

What did he say? Now I'm curious.

[drydrown]

I'm trying to sort out where he would have gotten that impression to begin with. We discuss the Empire sometimes, and how I dislike the Council, but that doesn't have anything to do with it.

[...]

He told you he would be out of a job, of all things.

[psychophant]

Yes. Honestly, I have no idea why that was what he said in response, but apparently that was his biggest concern about returning to your world.

[Not that you'd be there. That he'd be out of a job.]

[drydrown]

[Of all concerns to have... It's not the Empire itself or the monsters or-

...Oh, god damn it.]

...He asked me what criminal trials are like.

[psychophant]

Oh, that's more or less what his job back in his world was, correct? So the way your world handles it isn't similar to his own?

[drydrown]

No, it isn't, and he got rather quiet when I told him that.

[He hates his life.]

I'll talk to him.

[Eventually.]

[psychophant]

Are you going to invite him to come back with you anyway?

[.......how is he supposed to resist???]

Together you can dismantle the way things are done in the Empire and Teru Mikami can get criminals killed to his heart's content.

[what a romantic date idea!!! he and dist talked about conquering a country together, but dismantling the justice system and building a new one is cute too.]

[drydrown]

I don't recall saying I was inviting Teru Mikami anywhere. Either way, there are things we have to do before any of that could even be considered

[psychophant]

Of course. I'm only teasing.

[Here, you can have the brush now, and he'll even turn around so you can work on his hair in peace.]

He is very fond of you, though. I wonder how he'll do without you around.

[drydrown]

[good man. god, you've gone from rooming with one teen girl to rooming with another.]

He isn't that fond of me.

[psychophant]

[teen girl squad gotta stick together...........]

He spoke very highly of you when we talked. He called you an ally.

[You. An ally of Teru Mikami. He is living rn.]

[drydrown]

"An ally." High praise indeed. Clearly it's love.

[He's so done.]

[psychophant]

You said it, not me.

[iago was tolerable for exactly one night, time to be Like This forever now.]

Though really, he has such a low opinion of almost everyone else here, you should be honored.

[drydrown]

[...There is actually no way to answer that and come out looking good, is there.

So much irritated silence, Iago.]

[psychophant]

[You're so welcome. He's not even going to break the silence; you don't need to see it to know exactly what his face is doing.]