Vatheon Voicemail.

[rebull]

"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."

For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.

-Beep.-

Comments

[aim_exorable]

I suppose we'll just have to wait. [Sigh.] I've mostly kept my distance away from the game the children talk about, but I suppose we're more connected than we thought.

[rebull]

Nah, we're not. I'm not. I have a life and it doesn't involve games, no matter how- dangerous that game of there's is. [Shakes his head.] What I'm doing is all I need to focus on. [A laugh.] Well, uh, here, er, Alternia, and here in Vatheon being a separate set of what I need to focus ons, I mean...

[aim_exorable]

[Just... gonna put a finger to his lips...]

[rebull]

As a contrast to- uh- mm...

[ :U ]

[ :| ]

[aim_exorable]

[A kiss to right above his eyebrow.]

Let's save the theorizing for later. They're us but not us. Just other children we need to watch out for.

Simple as that, at least for now.

[rebull]

Ah- yeah. Right. [A nod, tightening his arms around Darkleer's neck again.]

[aim_exorable]

Just promise me that if a younger more pitiful version of me is brought into the bubble one day, you won't abandon me for him.

[Not... mentioning that he still might ditch him... for Mindfang...]

[rebull]

[A laugh, furrowing his brows, pulling himself up, more flush against him, head hiding near his neck.]

Well- I can't make promises. [Though his tone is obviously exaggerated, snicker and kissing once at Darkleer's neck.]

Maybe you'll just have ta work extra hard then, eh?

[aim_exorable]

Mmm.

[Just for that, his fingers begin to toy with the base of his wings.]

I'm getting old, now, you know, I'm not sure if I can beat a young troll who has all my good looks and is ten times more pitiable from lack of experience. What do you want me to do, put on a school uniform?

[rebull]

School uniform?

[aim_exorable]

...Well. It is apparently a human thing. That I may have read up on.

[rebull]

What's it for? Uh- Well I mean you pull off any uniform great, but uh, is a school some kind of human military establishment?

[aim_exorable]

Well, there are apparently military schools, but from what I understand, those are more for young individuals who cause problems for their family.

Schools are places where the young of a family are sent to so that they may be educated, with a focus on mathematics and reading and writing. Some of them make uniforms mandatory so that there is less chance for a... dress code to be broken. I have read some literature that says it is to squash individuality however.

[rebull]

...Ah huh. You uh, already happen to get one of those uniforms then?

[aim_exorable]

This is... a distinct possibility.

[rebull]

Heh, thought you might.

[aim_exorable]

Well, to be honest... I did not learn about schools on a book whose sole purpose was to educate about human culture.

It... may have been slightly erotic. And dealt with roleplaying. And things.

[Listen, he gets bored working in that bookshop sometimes, okay, and the engineering books are all really simple!]

[rebull]

You-? Interested in things erotically? I am honestly surprised.

[aim_exorable]

[Huffglare]

It wasn't even that good a book to be honest.

[rebull]

Good enough to get you looking for an outfit.

[aim_exorable]

That's because I like the idea more than I liked the execution, thank you.

...Also I got two.

[rebull]

Two-?

[aim_exorable]

I couldn't choose between trousers and shorts.

[rebull]

[A snort.]

[aim_exorable]

Oh, do shut up.