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text; un: crimson

[toplieutenant]

Busy, Mr Damisch?

[scythe_lucifer]

I guess it depends.

How are you, Ms. Qi'ra?

( action ➤ the vein )

[blamedestiny]

( it doesn't take geralt that long to find the vein. after his initial exploration after he'd gotten here, he'd taken a few trips to the down to familiarize himself with everything so finding his way to the vein now wasn't difficult.

it actually reminds him of the bars and taverns he typically preferred back home. they're darker, louder, and full of unsavory types. he fits right in.

when he steps in, his eyes scan the area for rowan and he makes his way to the bar, taking a seat and tapping his fingers against the bar. luckily for rowan (and everyone), he's showered and clean, dressed in clothes that feel strange but fit him well enough. )

[scythe_lucifer]

[ Rowan's been making himself comfortable at his new job by being there as much as he can stand. He's careful not to overwhelm himself or the other employees with his presence, but he wants to get to know the patrons, the rhythm, the goings-on. It only seems right and reasonable as manager.

So he's helping to carry some stock out from the back room when Geralt arrives. Rowan throws him a chin jerk of a nod before setting down a reused box carrying full bottles of alcohol. ]

Hey, man.

[ He comes over to lean against the counter. ]

Ready to get wasted?

text; un: tribrid

[cosmicmistake]

Hey. Getting used to the city?

[scythe_lucifer]

you know

as best I can I guess.

What's up?

text; un: Persephone

[ragingnature]

[ She's not sure if she should even bring up the video on the network, but she does see him as a friend and is a little worried. ]

I saw the video.
I turned it off really fast but...
Are you okay?
The city didn't force you into it did they?

[scythe_lucifer]

Thanks. For turning it off.

I'm okay. Really. The city punished her and she asked for a favor and I said yes. So I... chose it, but that doesn't make it any better.

un: video; preserves

[aprettysight]

[Constance has managed to get her hands on proper work-out clothing, although it seems awfully high in the legline and low in the neckline. but. she must put away her old ideas and prejudices at some point, shouldn't she?]

Hello?...I'm ready now. Whenever you are.

[scythe_lucifer]

Hey. [ Rowan grins at the sight of her. For the record, of course he sees nothing wrong or scandalous with her workout clothes. He's seen people wear less or tighter. She just looks ready to try a few things out, to put some effort into this, which Rowan is grateful for.

Even if it does make him a little nervous. He's never taught anyone before, only learned and watched. ]

I'll be right over. Don't forget to grab a bottle of water or something.

text; un: rogue

[gloves]

Hey are you up?

[ A moot point if she’s already woken him up with this text.

But, ok, she’s shaken up and she doesn’t really want to talk with anyone who knows Logan — any version of Logan — and maybe she shouldn’t be so weirded out since this isn’t “her” Logan. But she can’t help but be wary of anyone who saw that video and isn’t shaken up. ]

If you’re sleeping don’t worry about it.

[scythe_lucifer]

I'm up.

[ He's been on edge since he saw the video, hasn't wanted to do anything but pace and fight. There's been no sleep for him and probably won't be for a while. ]

Are you okay? What's up?

un: octavia

[alreadystrong]

[the attached photo is definitely a misfire. but as far as scandalous photos of Octavia go, hey - it could always be worse.]

Re: un: octavia

[scythe_lucifer]

[ Maybe it could be worse but it still short circuits Rowan's brain for a solid two minutes. ]

I think
I don't think
This wasn't meant for me.
I'll delete.

text; un:zag

[aspectsofblood]

[Out of seemingly nowhere, Rowan will be treated to a number of pictures being sent to his phone of one (1) very good boy. Persephone's dog Cerberus can be seen curled up on the sofa, being fed some bacon under the table (where he might have more heads than Rowan is used to seeing), and looking very hopefully up at the camera in hopes that someone might give him more bacon. The final picture is essentially a poorly taken selfie of Cerberus in What is probably Zagreus's lap- though whether the poor quality is the fact that Zagreus barely knows how to handle a camera or the fact that there is a giant dog sprawled over him, who can say.]

[scythe_lucifer]

shit man, this is the most wholesome accidental text I've gotten yet. thank you?

Is that cerberus?

text: un: amidala

[democratically]

Why General.
I have a mission for you.

[scythe_lucifer]

uh
gotta say we don't have armies anymore in my world

so this is definitely not for me.

misfire text | un: sarcasmandcoffee

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Which of the two of you wrapped the flamingos up in christmas lights?

[scythe_lucifer]

cass. all the way.

text; un: crimson

[toplieutenant]

I need you for something in particular and, if you're interested, be at [this address] at 9pm tonight.

[scythe_lucifer]

Will be there

[ It hurts, this chasm that's torn itself between himself and Cass. So much so that he's more than willing and eager to do something for someone who probably won't hate him for doing what he did. Or at the very least doesn't know. He gets the feeling that Qi'ra wouldn't care for moral reasons whether or not he killed a Ruby who was attacking him and someone else.

It also hurts just walking to the address she's given him. There are SIN guards here and there and of course they all seem to know what the monitor around his ankle means. They change course to walk too close to him and set off the electric shock punishment.

He's used to it by now and once again grateful that his pain nanites are turned off. It hurts, but he can grit his teeth through it and deal; were his nanites attuned to the pain, his system would be flooded by morphine by now and that would be no good.

He arrives at the address, checks his phone to confirm that this is it, and heads to the door.

Is this her house? Is this even business?

He knocks on the door. ]

text; un: dog.rescue

[feelslikeimspilling]

[ It's much easier to send a random, unsolicited message via text than any other format and that's exactly Will's reasoning for this. Forget the fact he's sending a random unsolicited text in the first place okay. ]

Rowan, hey.
It's Will
You drink right?
Of course, you drink.
Ignore that.

[ A few moments pass before a second text comes in. ]

Drink with me?
I don't want to ask you for a drink because it might seem like I'm 'asking you for a drink' so just come and be around me with drinks present?

[scythe_lucifer]

I think everybody here drinks. It's now an acceptable coping mechanism.

and where would these drinks be present at?

truth meme | continued

[scythe_lucifer]

1. I don't actually believe my world is perfect.
2. I think my family's better off without me.
3. I've been killed more times than I can count.
4. Many, many people want me dead back home.
5. Text with a truth of your own.

» for geralt of rivia (blamedestiny) | #3;

[scythe_lucifer]

[ continued from here ]

they would have to be turned off by other machines. Or one machine to be precise.

and probably whatever or whoever really controls Duplicity could do it too.

but not on their own. they don't break down.

text; un: anastasia

[gleanings]

the city is flooding

[scythe_lucifer]

it'll be okay.

where are you? are you safe?

text; un: rogue

[gloves]

You busy?

[scythe_lucifer]

not right now. what's up?

text, un: cass

[corpuslingua]

Are you working today?