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Raina is gone. [A blurted, broken three words -- shards in his mouth.] She's gone and I don't know if she's coming back and I can't sleep in our bed any longer.
So what do you know? C'mon. Spill. This is a house war.
Oh it's nothing as serious as that. [reluctantly admitted.]
He's only a bastard Lord who thinks it fine to insult and poke at me because he thinks I'll put up with it. [and with anyone Rincewind saw as a threat - which is generally most everyone - he would. But Petyr has well and truly gotten under the wizard's skin, and he has no terrifying muscles or powers to cow him into non-action.
Not to mention that after this whole business with Lucifer, Rincewind is a little desperate for some sense of control - any control. Controlling how annoyed Petyr is seems a fine place to start. Downright therapeutic.]
He's also absolutely trying to flatter Chilton into - into something but I can't figure out what. Just rather slimy and unpleasant all around. Grand vizier sort, you know. Even if he isn't actually.
He's only a bastard Lord who thinks it fine to insult and poke at me because he thinks I'll put up with it. [and with anyone Rincewind saw as a threat - which is generally most everyone - he would. But Petyr has well and truly gotten under the wizard's skin, and he has no terrifying muscles or powers to cow him into non-action.
Not to mention that after this whole business with Lucifer, Rincewind is a little desperate for some sense of control - any control. Controlling how annoyed Petyr is seems a fine place to start. Downright therapeutic.]
He's also absolutely trying to flatter Chilton into - into something but I can't figure out what. Just rather slimy and unpleasant all around. Grand vizier sort, you know. Even if he isn't actually.
Oh.
[Oh. There's a long, uncomfortable silence. Rincewind silently panics. Gods, Raina is practically the man's wife, she can't be gone, not for good.]
Right. Okay. Okay. Um. You will absolutely need more wine then. Shall I - are you at home? I could bring you something. Have you eaten?
[he has next to know idea how to comfort someone on the loss of a loved one, but filling them with comforting food and drink seems a good place to start.]
[Oh. There's a long, uncomfortable silence. Rincewind silently panics. Gods, Raina is practically the man's wife, she can't be gone, not for good.]
Right. Okay. Okay. Um. You will absolutely need more wine then. Shall I - are you at home? I could bring you something. Have you eaten?
[he has next to know idea how to comfort someone on the loss of a loved one, but filling them with comforting food and drink seems a good place to start.]
God, he's only a slutty shrink. Why do people even-
[But it's a Baltimore thing, she guessed. Like Will attracting serial killers, Fred got egomaniacs. Maybe he'd had a threesome with this Lord and Raina already.]
So how bad do you want him to...rue. Things.
[But it's a Baltimore thing, she guessed. Like Will attracting serial killers, Fred got egomaniacs. Maybe he'd had a threesome with this Lord and Raina already.]
So how bad do you want him to...rue. Things.
['Enough to make me feel better' isn't exactly quantifiable, so give him a minute here.]
On a scale of one to ten... let's say a four.
[it's probably best he be careful, considering he doesn't yet know how far April's scale goes; witches and vengeance sometimes pair a little too well.]
On a scale of one to ten... let's say a four.
[it's probably best he be careful, considering he doesn't yet know how far April's scale goes; witches and vengeance sometimes pair a little too well.]
Edited 2016-05-25 03:57 (UTC)
Okay. So. Invite him over. We'll make something happen.
[ A something left very intentionally, clearly vague. ]
[ A something left very intentionally, clearly vague. ]
...I don't get it.
[ Seriously. She is just leaning back on the bed, looking at him in confusion. ]
How is it fun to mess with someone if they don't know it's you?
[ Seriously. She is just leaning back on the bed, looking at him in confusion. ]
How is it fun to mess with someone if they don't know it's you?
But then you can't, like, rub it in their face.
[ And don't get the fun of trying to stop them from getting revenge. Or getting re-revenge- wait. ]
That doesn't sound fun.
[ And don't get the fun of trying to stop them from getting revenge. Or getting re-revenge- wait. ]
That doesn't sound fun.
We can do...stuff. I guess.
[ It will just take a little extra thinking. ]
Everyone lets secrets out on the network. Eventually.
[ It will just take a little extra thinking. ]
Everyone lets secrets out on the network. Eventually.
I haven't really, no. Eaten -- I mean. [A beat.] Have you eaten?
[He has been drinking, quite obviously.]
You know where I reside, right?
[He has been drinking, quite obviously.]
You know where I reside, right?
Not yet. I could bring over some food if you like, pick something up? I rather like pizza, if that appeals. Or - or just a salad, if you're worried about those "carb" things Jeff's always going on about. I could also make you baked potatoes, I've gotten good at those.
You'll need to send me the address, but I do know you live here in the city. Rather convenient, that.
You'll need to send me the address, but I do know you live here in the city. Rather convenient, that.
Or her sister. I stopped keeping track. Just. Offer sacrifice and hope for the best.
[ She leans back against his pillows. Even April doesn't know if she's joking at this point. It's been too long in this place. ]
[ She leans back against his pillows. Even April doesn't know if she's joking at this point. It's been too long in this place. ]
Gods are bastards on the whole.
[which feels good to say in a world where he's reasonably sure they can't hear him. He sits again, then slowly lays back as well, legs dangling off the edge.]
...I don't know that I ever thanked you for not minding my living here. But thank you.
[which feels good to say in a world where he's reasonably sure they can't hear him. He sits again, then slowly lays back as well, legs dangling off the edge.]
...I don't know that I ever thanked you for not minding my living here. But thank you.
That is the saddest thing you ever said. Don't let Luggage hear that. It's a bad example.
[ April almost forced her way into her first living situation in this world. There was none of this touchy feely stuff. Just fierce house-protection. ]
[ April almost forced her way into her first living situation in this world. There was none of this touchy feely stuff. Just fierce house-protection. ]
Mm. Well.
[ She bites her lip for a moment, then...stays where she's laying. The dramatics were for fake promises. ]
Than I need another favor.
[ She bites her lip for a moment, then...stays where she's laying. The dramatics were for fake promises. ]
Than I need another favor.
God, don't be a baby. We'll be even, okay? I can never kick you out of the house because you don't owe anything.
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