[log] it's in the air and it's all around [closed]

[devoutish]

Characters: Alfie Solomons, Emily Kaldwin, Royce Melborn, Tifa Lockhart
Location building 241 and building 242, then ???
Date: morning of 162 through ???
Summary: rescue, hallucinations, eventual mourning of dead people; it's gonna be a party for sure
Warnings: n/a; will edit if anything comes up

Catch-all for EVERYTHING - rescuing the blind gangster asshole, dealing with the event-induced static, etc. Top-level and tag as you see fit.

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[bywolves]

Mm. It's glitched, but everything on the tablets is at the moment.

[devoutish]

Mm.

[He's sure it's incredibly creepy. What a thing to look forward to seeing.]

Right. Back to this, then - you're trying to send Watson and Fiona off away from me?

[bywolves]

Maribor above. [ He sounds exasperated as hell. ] I'm not talking about this.

[devoutish]

You've been hinting at it. Dancing around the topic.

[bywolves]

I haven't been hinting at anything.

[devoutish]

[Can a blind guy really give somebody else a look? Alfie is at least trying.]

[bywolves]

Stop. [ It's apparently good enough!! ] I haven't hinted at anything. I said outright that the two of them can stay together. I did not say you couldn't go with them.

You are blind. Might not be your best idea to go wandering off after them.

[devoutish]

I'm not leaving your side until my eyesight is back.

[bywolves]

[ God, Royce never thought there'd be a day where he'd say he actually missed being surprised by the little things Alfie says. Royce wrinkles his nose. ]

That would be the right decision to make, yes. [ He doesn't say it in a mean way. Kind of just a butthead sort of way. ]

[devoutish]

That's why I'm doing it, yeah.

[bywolves]

[ Dryly: ] And once your vision comes back?

[devoutish]

What of it?

[bywolves]

[ Pause, and then he shifts, pulling his hood up and letting his broomstick clatter noisily against the wall as he settles. ] I was just asking. Try not to be too defensive, Solomons.

[devoutish]

I'm just a bit confused, mate; that's all. I thought you weren't talking about it.

[bywolves]

[ Royce wishes Alfie could see the flat look he's giving him. Maybe it comes out in his tone. ]

What are you fishing for? [ Yeah, it definitely does come out in his tone. ]

[devoutish]

I've been trying to get you to answer that very question.

[bywolves]

That doesn't answer my question.

[devoutish]

I asked you first.

[They are children.]

[bywolves]

[ ... Royce isn't even sure what they're fighting about. So yes. Children. ]

... What are you even asking me?

[devoutish]

Fiona, Watson. You want them away from me, and me away from them. Yeah?

[bywolves]

No. [ Kind of. ] I don't. Even so, my opinion doesn't matter here.

[devoutish]

You keep bringing them up in a very affronted sort of way.

[bywolves]

You know that I dislike both of them. I'm not sure what you expect.

[devoutish]

I'd prefer you move past it, when it comes to me.

[bywolves]

I will not pretend to like them for your sake.