[He thinks they are of the same bitchy mind and thus would probably just nod at each other from opposite sides of the barn... Perhaps it is optimistic.
But then there's a little bit more of a serious flicker in his emotions.]
I do largely dislike the curses on principle... Even the harmless ones tend to change a part of a person's body without their consent, or alter the way they're able to process and respond to things or manage their own feelings and thoughts.
[NO POINTS FOR GUESSING WHY THAT SITS POORLY WITH HIM!!]
When people aren't overly bothered and the curses are harmless, it's fine enough to feel a bit entertained, but I won't be participating, myself.
[ the seriousness gets scien to be quietly thoughtful too, glancing down at their hands and gently guiding lucas's hand open if allowed. scien continues to hold on, keeping them close, his thumb pressing against the center of lucas's palm before slipping his fingers between lucas's in case he's cold there too ]
[PAW HOLD. He does allow his hand to be opened, though he makes a soft little confused sound about it. The vibes are also confused THE CONFUSION INCREASES. Sometimes god (hot and kissable) gently laces his fingers with yours to warm up every part of them... Squiggly emotion is back, but at least his fingies are going to be sooo evenly toasty now. He doesn't pull his hand away just yet, but it does break the trance of distraction.]
I suppose so. [A beat, and then, 500 years later:] Were there any other things that needed to be examined...?
[Lucas, blinking and stumbling out into the sunlight like "where am I".]
I was thinking of how to check your lung health without a stethoscope, and keeping you talking to listen for any signs of respiratory problems was the best idea I had for now.
[ is he making this up as he goes. irrelevant ]
But we're approaching the tail end of your curse, probably, so might as well wait the rest of it out if you're not uncomfortable.
[ and scien has made sure that they're comfortable ]
Oh... [The way that there's no reason he has to believe this is just being made up as he goes so he just nods.] Everything sounds normal, then?
[Like. Normal for a virche which probably isn't the best but he's doing what he can out here, tuberculosis can't stop his beautiful voice. THE WAY HE'S NOT UNCOMFORTABLE SO HE CAN'T ARGUE AGAINST THAT EITHER though there is a vague flicker of some of the discomfort returning to his emotional spread. He really did just lose himself in a nice conversation for a bit, there.
Well, he doesn't want to lose his warmth now that he has it, that's like stepping out of a warm shower in the winter. But he also doesn't want to be like "OKAY YEAH I'LL KEEP SITTING ON YOUR LAP" out loud, so instead he just skips that whole part entirely.]
...Is there anything else you want me to bring you, besides a game or a puzzle? I don't know much about the sort of things you like.
[GOOD DOG IS TRULY HERE RIGHT NOW there's the constant sort of backdrop of vague discomfort and that little thread of tension that's always ready to snap if Scien does one wrong thing, but he's able to ask this simple question without having to fight to spit it out.]
there's a vague feeling of being endeared at least, because on the one hand this is in his favor and on the other he can see how ortie manipulated lucas so easily. he's such a good dog that wants to trust. ]
Thus far, yes. I don't hear any irregularity in your breathing or any remnants of wheezing. It's positive, but I'll wait until I have the proper instruments to check if your lung health is distinctly improving.
[ he sounds so convincing.... thinking about those psychological studies where if someone is wearing a lab coat, people innately are more likely to believe in their authority. though i guess scien's in his party fit so it's a spiritual lab coat
though the question gets him thinking, gears turning as he's briefly surprised again ]
What I like...? [ . . . ] Those two things and your company are enough.
Or if there's anything you'd like to do.
[ scien doesn't mind watching other people's hobbies either. ]
[THIS IS STILL SO FUNNY AAAAA HE IS A GOOD DOG THAT WANTS TO TRUST!!! Even though he should frankly have every reason to be so mistrustful of doctor figures now, and this is his wholeass mortal enemy, he still just takes what he's told at face value. THIS IS WHY HE GETS INTO SHIT.
But at least in this case, it works in Scien's favor. Yippie! Scien doesn't even need to sound convincing, he's just convinced, why does he have this inherent trust, stop that.]
Alright. I haven't had as much trouble with coughing this week, either. [Just for him to note. HIS TB LUNGS.
My god though. Being told that puzzles and games and his company are enough while he sits here with their fingers intertwined. The way he doesn't fucking have any hobbies either.]
I've mostly just been writing for Nadia in my free time...
[ LUCAS YOU ARE SO EASILY TRICKED IT'S INSANE. HOW CAN YOU BE BOTH THE GASLIGHTER AND THE GASLIGHTED. HOW IS ONE PERSON SUCH A MESS no wonder scien is obsessed with him ]
Good. I don't have my full lab here, but as long as the medicine works over time, that's enough.
[ oh to be sitting with your fingers interlaced with your mortal enemy who is singlehandedly saving your life and says he just wants to hang out with you. but scien is admittedly curious—and there's a distant note of fondness reserved for nadia. a good girl. ]
[LISTEN STOP HE'S DOING HIS BEST OUT HERE he really is just a wholeass mess of contradictions though wow. A puzzle of a human for Scien to have a good time trying to piece back together as it tries to kill him.]
Mm... I'll let you know if anything changes.
[He does not anticipate that it will because Scien's medicine has worked well so far. Unfortunate. There's a little blip of some sort of reflexive appreciative emotion at the fondness though BECAUSE HE JUST LOVES NADIA SOOO MUCH he appreciates everyone who is fond of her even if it's the guy he also wants to kill. Conscious mind aware that Scien saved her life in another world and cares for her through recovery, ingrained subconscious assassin still wants to destroy.]
Just more of the same that I usually do. Telling her about the good parts of the days, little things she would enjoy or find interesting...
[BEAUTIFUL LIES FOR HER TO ENJOY A NICE ADVENTURE AT THE END OF IT ALL.]
[ truly the most exciting puzzle in the world. but also scien is satisfied with this, and there's a little pulse of appreciation and arrogance both when lucas says he'll share if anything changes without any feelings of worry. good. lucas has been officially shoved toward the process of a long, healthy life
but also his nadia feelings are so funny.... scien's own emotions are amused, and the fondness does grow a bit stronger. for the past few years, the only consistent company he's had are the prousts and claude one. ]
What do you think she'd like most? The shifting locations haven't been bad.
[ a thoughtful little lapse, scien's brain already moving toward the future as it often does. analytical, but this time with a touch of warmth and empathy for his favorite patient ]
I was thinking she'd have fun at the beach. We've taken her to the safer lycoris noirges—when the toxins are gone, they turn red and white. But the sand is too uneven to have taken her to the shoreline... She should get to see the ocean, since she's lived on the island her whole life.
[A NIGHTMARE PUZZLE!!! ALSO DON'T JUST FEEL ARROGANCE ABOUT IT the way that that alone also brings up a little answering call of annoyance, but again, it's not as toothy and sharp as it usually is when he's speaking with both parts of himself.
He's immediately distracted again by this TALK OF NADIA THOUGH OOOOH NADIAAAAAAA HIS PERFECT BABY SISTER!!!!!!! Scien's going to have to deal with being fucking beamed with a flavor blasted goldfish beam of affection. There's also maybe a tiny bit of surprise and curiosity at the mention of white and red lycoris but it's largely BURIED under this BLAST.]
Oh, I do think she would love the ocean. Even the one here is pleasant, really - that entire island is one of the nicest places we've seen. [Despite the murder he committed there... Stop liking the cult island you fucking cultist.] But I think she'd enjoy anything she would find novel. The amusement park, our "gacha" store, Barks and Waffles, Just Cats...
[ helppppp. scien is probably a little taken off-guard by the INTENSITY OF THIS FLAVOR BLAST and it makes him briefly hold onto lucas's hand with their interlaced fingers a little tighter—but it eases after a second, along with a breath of a laugh. scien has never experienced such a positive emotion in his life, but it makes sense if it's lucas about nadia ]
Are these just more places with animals over there... You're going to bury her in puppies and kittens.
[HIS PAW. There's a little blip of disgruntlement BUT AGAIN HE DOESN'T TAKE HIS HAND BACK YET... He is such a baby when he's allowed to be. DOESN'T HAVE TO BE COLD, NOT GONNA BE COLD.]
Just Cats is a pet store, I believe, but there are many cats that roam freely through it. Barks and Waffles is a bit more odd...? But harmless, and the waffles are quite good. It's a bookstore that appears to be owned by a very small dog.
[ HE'S SUCH A LIL BABY SO FUNNY scien - not even in a conscious move just an automatic one - again brushes his thumb against the back of lucas's hand as if to physically smooth out that disgruntlement ]
[A LIL BABY!!!!! GOOD COLD DOG. The gesture is met with a little blip of confusion. This is truly just exposure therapy where you pet a feral cat with an object while they're still hissing and biting until they are confused but okay with it.]
We do have quite a few animals. No leeches, though. [A LONG PAUSE.......] But bees... with teeth.
I don't think they do, normally... The bees at the beach were only aggressive if you bothered their homes. I think these ones may simply attack to kill if you enter their space at all...
[The vibes are disgust and revulsion he hates bugs so damn much.]
[SCIEN IS ALSO LUCAS'S MORTAL ENEMY and yet only one of these things gets the feelings of disgust. He does give Scien a bit of a sharp look at that, though.]
They ought to be an enemy to everyone here. Bees shouldn't have teeth and a taste for blood.
Of course. She doesn't need to know that a place exists with bees that eat people...
[That is too Brothers Grimm when he just wants to paint lovely if wildly untrue pictures of daily life in a strange and magical foggy town for her.
Anyway that's enough cute shit you are DEAD i hate it here. There's a little blip of a ! sort of feeling as some of the discomfort that he's dealt with all day from frigidity fades.]
...Ah. I believe it's come to the end of twelve hours.
[He moves to take his hands back first, though he's not snatching them back. Just gently unlacing fingies.]
when lucas's coldness fades, scien will call that acceptable. there's satisfaction in his emotions as his stupid lil dog is no longer cold, and he doesn't fight off lucas untangling their fingers. ]
I'm going to put you on your feet. Don't freak out.
[ just so it's not some uncomfortable affair to get off of scien's lap. once he's sure the explanation is accepted, he'll scoop lucas right up again and then stand so he can easily set him back on his feet, borrowed blankie and all ]
I won't. [Said with a bit of the emotional vibe of :/ as if he hasn't already tackled Scien over because he was startled about being moved suddenly. LISTEN THAT WAS AN EXCEPTION HE WAS GOING THROUGH IT (he's always going through it) maybe so.
BUT UP HE GOES and he's back on his feet, feeling surprisingly alright with everything that just happened. Glancing down at himself.]
...Yes and no, respectively. [A little blip of something unhappy because he hates how fast these fckin things hit and leave. But then he'll reach up to take the blanket away from his shoulders and hand it back, though now he has the chance to look at the duckies pattern and there's a little blip of ? who the hell... WELL. This is fine. He is so calm and warm right now that he can thank easily without any part of him being riled.]
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But then there's a little bit more of a serious flicker in his emotions.]
I do largely dislike the curses on principle... Even the harmless ones tend to change a part of a person's body without their consent, or alter the way they're able to process and respond to things or manage their own feelings and thoughts.
[NO POINTS FOR GUESSING WHY THAT SITS POORLY WITH HIM!!]
When people aren't overly bothered and the curses are harmless, it's fine enough to feel a bit entertained, but I won't be participating, myself.
[im going to buttdial all of his curses monday]
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[ the seriousness gets scien to be quietly thoughtful too, glancing down at their hands and gently guiding lucas's hand open if allowed. scien continues to hold on, keeping them close, his thumb pressing against the center of lucas's palm before slipping his fingers between lucas's in case he's cold there too ]
I suppose those are reasonable limits.
[ scien is never so kind ]
Remaining a spectator sport it is, then.
[ they already have such a good show going ]
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I suppose so. [A beat, and then, 500 years later:] Were there any other things that needed to be examined...?
[Lucas, blinking and stumbling out into the sunlight like "where am I".]
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[ is he making this up as he goes. irrelevant ]
But we're approaching the tail end of your curse, probably, so might as well wait the rest of it out if you're not uncomfortable.
[ and scien has made sure that they're comfortable ]
Do you have another question for me?
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[Like. Normal for a virche which probably isn't the best but he's doing what he can out here, tuberculosis can't stop his beautiful voice. THE WAY HE'S NOT UNCOMFORTABLE SO HE CAN'T ARGUE AGAINST THAT EITHER though there is a vague flicker of some of the discomfort returning to his emotional spread. He really did just lose himself in a nice conversation for a bit, there.
Well, he doesn't want to lose his warmth now that he has it, that's like stepping out of a warm shower in the winter. But he also doesn't want to be like "OKAY YEAH I'LL KEEP SITTING ON YOUR LAP" out loud, so instead he just skips that whole part entirely.]
...Is there anything else you want me to bring you, besides a game or a puzzle? I don't know much about the sort of things you like.
[GOOD DOG IS TRULY HERE RIGHT NOW there's the constant sort of backdrop of vague discomfort and that little thread of tension that's always ready to snap if Scien does one wrong thing, but he's able to ask this simple question without having to fight to spit it out.]
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there's a vague feeling of being endeared at least, because on the one hand this is in his favor and on the other he can see how ortie manipulated lucas so easily. he's such a good dog that wants to trust. ]
Thus far, yes. I don't hear any irregularity in your breathing or any remnants of wheezing. It's positive, but I'll wait until I have the proper instruments to check if your lung health is distinctly improving.
[ he sounds so convincing.... thinking about those psychological studies where if someone is wearing a lab coat, people innately are more likely to believe in their authority. though i guess scien's in his party fit so it's a spiritual lab coat
though the question gets him thinking, gears turning as he's briefly surprised again ]
What I like...? [ . . . ] Those two things and your company are enough.
Or if there's anything you'd like to do.
[ scien doesn't mind watching other people's hobbies either. ]
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But at least in this case, it works in Scien's favor. Yippie! Scien doesn't even need to sound convincing, he's just convinced, why does he have this inherent trust, stop that.]
Alright. I haven't had as much trouble with coughing this week, either. [Just for him to note. HIS TB LUNGS.
My god though. Being told that puzzles and games and his company are enough while he sits here with their fingers intertwined. The way he doesn't fucking have any hobbies either.]
I've mostly just been writing for Nadia in my free time...
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Good. I don't have my full lab here, but as long as the medicine works over time, that's enough.
[ oh to be sitting with your fingers interlaced with your mortal enemy who is singlehandedly saving your life and says he just wants to hang out with you. but scien is admittedly curious—and there's a distant note of fondness reserved for nadia. a good girl. ]
Oh? What have you written for her?
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Mm... I'll let you know if anything changes.
[He does not anticipate that it will because Scien's medicine has worked well so far. Unfortunate. There's a little blip of some sort of reflexive appreciative emotion at the fondness though BECAUSE HE JUST LOVES NADIA SOOO MUCH he appreciates everyone who is fond of her even if it's the guy he also wants to kill. Conscious mind aware that Scien saved her life in another world and cares for her through recovery, ingrained subconscious assassin still wants to destroy.]
Just more of the same that I usually do. Telling her about the good parts of the days, little things she would enjoy or find interesting...
[BEAUTIFUL LIES FOR HER TO ENJOY A NICE ADVENTURE AT THE END OF IT ALL.]
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but also his nadia feelings are so funny.... scien's own emotions are amused, and the fondness does grow a bit stronger. for the past few years, the only consistent company he's had are the prousts and claude one. ]
What do you think she'd like most? The shifting locations haven't been bad.
[ a thoughtful little lapse, scien's brain already moving toward the future as it often does. analytical, but this time with a touch of warmth and empathy for his favorite patient ]
I was thinking she'd have fun at the beach. We've taken her to the safer lycoris noirges—when the toxins are gone, they turn red and white. But the sand is too uneven to have taken her to the shoreline... She should get to see the ocean, since she's lived on the island her whole life.
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He's immediately distracted again by this TALK OF NADIA THOUGH OOOOH NADIAAAAAAA HIS PERFECT BABY SISTER!!!!!!! Scien's going to have to deal with being fucking beamed with a flavor blasted goldfish beam of affection. There's also maybe a tiny bit of surprise and curiosity at the mention of white and red lycoris but it's largely BURIED under this BLAST.]
Oh, I do think she would love the ocean. Even the one here is pleasant, really - that entire island is one of the nicest places we've seen. [Despite the murder he committed there... Stop liking the cult island you fucking cultist.] But I think she'd enjoy anything she would find novel. The amusement park, our "gacha" store, Barks and Waffles, Just Cats...
[JUST DOESN'T EXPLAIN ANY OF THESE NAMES.]
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Are these just more places with animals over there... You're going to bury her in puppies and kittens.
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Just Cats is a pet store, I believe, but there are many cats that roam freely through it. Barks and Waffles is a bit more odd...? But harmless, and the waffles are quite good. It's a bookstore that appears to be owned by a very small dog.
[Just doesn't mention the dog puppets it's fine.]
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The dog is a business owner...?
[ wow ]
Very animal friendly over there.
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We do have quite a few animals. No leeches, though. [A LONG PAUSE.......] But bees... with teeth.
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Bees... with teeth.
[ scien will see these for himself shortly ]
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DON'T JUST COME OVER HERE AND SEE THE FUCKING BEETH HE HATES IT HERE.]
Yes... They're quite dangerous.
[They killed Karma..........]
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.... I wish I could be surprised. I didn't think bees would have a propensity for violence.
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I don't think they do, normally... The bees at the beach were only aggressive if you bothered their homes. I think these ones may simply attack to kill if you enter their space at all...
[The vibes are disgust and revulsion he hates bugs so damn much.]
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Your mortal enemy.
[ he's just remembering now how bad lucas hates bugs also funny when scien is also lucas's mortal enemy ]
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They ought to be an enemy to everyone here. Bees shouldn't have teeth and a taste for blood.
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It seems that there's many incongruous things around that shouldn't exist.
So that'll be left out of Nadia's stories, I take it.
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Of course. She doesn't need to know that a place exists with bees that eat people...
[That is too Brothers Grimm when he just wants to paint lovely if wildly untrue pictures of daily life in a strange and magical foggy town for her.
Anyway that's enough cute shit you are DEAD i hate it here. There's a little blip of a ! sort of feeling as some of the discomfort that he's dealt with all day from frigidity fades.]
...Ah. I believe it's come to the end of twelve hours.
[He moves to take his hands back first, though he's not snatching them back. Just gently unlacing fingies.]
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when lucas's coldness fades, scien will call that acceptable. there's satisfaction in his emotions as his stupid lil dog is no longer cold, and he doesn't fight off lucas untangling their fingers. ]
I'm going to put you on your feet. Don't freak out.
[ just so it's not some uncomfortable affair to get off of scien's lap. once he's sure the explanation is accepted, he'll scoop lucas right up again and then stand so he can easily set him back on his feet, borrowed blankie and all ]
Feeling alright? No lingering effects?
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I won't. [Said with a bit of the emotional vibe of :/ as if he hasn't already tackled Scien over because he was startled about being moved suddenly. LISTEN THAT WAS AN EXCEPTION HE WAS GOING THROUGH IT (he's always going through it) maybe so.
BUT UP HE GOES and he's back on his feet, feeling surprisingly alright with everything that just happened. Glancing down at himself.]
...Yes and no, respectively. [A little blip of something unhappy because he hates how fast these fckin things hit and leave. But then he'll reach up to take the blanket away from his shoulders and hand it back, though now he has the chance to look at the duckies pattern and there's a little blip of ? who the hell... WELL. This is fine. He is so calm and warm right now that he can thank easily without any part of him being riled.]
Thank you for warming me.
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