[IC] Misc. Open Post

[curriculum_fictae]

For various overflow, misc. threads that don't fit on the comms they're for, etc.

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[curriculum_fictae]

And. It just does it? There’s no catch?

[hijoperdido]

Right, now you're getting it.

[curriculum_fictae]

Okay. Sure. Magic without drawbacks. That’s fine.

… Why are you living in the walls?

[hijoperdido]

[Bruno hesitates for just a second, before flopping down into that arm chair.]

Ah, you know? Just- My room has all these stairs and it, it wasn't worth the effort going up and down and up and down every single day, just. Easier living back here.

[curriculum_fictae]

…

You lie almost as badly as someone else I know.

[hijoperdido]

It's- It's not a complete lie...

[curriculum_fictae]

No, but it’s a lie in all the ways that count. Isn’t it.

[hijoperdido]

[Bruno looks at him, then looks at a rat perched on the arm chair and shrugs.]</small He's got good eyes.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin sighs a bit. ]

I am still right here, you know.

[hijoperdido]

No, yep, you- You totally are. So where, exactly do you come from?

[curriculum_fictae]

Um. Well. Originally? Manchester.

[hijoperdido]

Uuuhhhhhhh....

[Yeah he's got nothing.]

[curriculum_fictae]

… The UK? Earth?

[hijoperdido]

[He shrugs.]

I've never met anyone from outside the encanto, so....

[curriculum_fictae]

… How old are you?

[hijoperdido]

Eeehhhhh... Was in my thirties when I moved back here. After that, it's - It kinda gets fuzzy? Lose track of the days and all.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Huh. Same age even. ]

That’s. Quite a sheltered life then. It didn’t seem like a very large valley?

[hijoperdido]

[Look he doesn't know he's nearing fifty.]

No, definitely not very big. But you know, we, we get by. It's all okay.

[curriculum_fictae]

No, no, it seems - very nice from what little I saw?

Though admittedly this room leaves a bit to be desired.

[hijoperdido]

Ah well. It's. I mean, it's better than it was when I first moved back here? It's- It's got everything I need.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin just. Looks around pointedly again. ]

It’s just - there was a place like this back where I worked? And I lived there for a few months. I can’t imagine being there for YEARS.

[hijoperdido]

Eh, you get used to it. Good company, good music when the family gets going out there, good food being right next to the kitchen.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh. Martin winces rather sharply. Looks about for any hint of fog in here too. ]

When the family gets going out there without you?

[hijoperdido]

[While Bruno doesn't notice or acknowledge it, there is a sharp tinge of cold at his feet when Bruno look up at him for that. Then down again, petting one of the rats that hopped onto his arm.]

...Yeah. Y-yeah, without me.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Yeah. Yeah Martin knows that cold too well. He shivers a bit. God, this poor sad alternate Jon … ]

I - I know we’ve only just met, but can I hug you?