[ He finally pushes himself up, drawing his leg to his side of the couch. But then he returns to invade Nehan's personal space as he twists around to drop the back of his head against the other man's lap instead.
[ A NUISANCE!!! He flicks Aventurine's temple now that it's in range. ]
Keep your expectations low.
[ But since they've made this into some sort of game, he's more careful as he pushes Aventurine's bangs to the side, out of his face where they usually hang, looking him in the eyes. ]
Are you going to be able to rely on him, too? [ He means Boothill. ]
But okay, Nehan can gayly stare into his eyes... There's not a hint of light in them.
At the mention of Boothill, Aventurine lets out a long sigh. It had been so satisfying getting to hit him with a tire iron, but he can't help thinking back to what he'd seen on the screen during the Ranger's final moments. ]
I'll have to talk to him, won't I? [ small grumble ] I'm sure we can come to some sort of understanding... A common goal and whatnot.
[ Like an infestation... Annoying. His hand just rests there unmoving for a moment, but when he starts to speak he'll lazily card his fingers through Aventurine's hair. ]
Good idea. Right now, I can't seem to navigate or control this fog any better than you two can. But there could still be more out there. Hidden, like our garden and inn were.
[ Neatly folds his hands back over his stomach as he closes his eyes and enjoys his petting. ]
I could make out silhouettes in the fog, but it was difficult to gauge the distance from where I stood. We can start by mapping out this town... That way, we'll be able to notice if anything changes, if more ground is added or lost or stays the same, in the coming days.
[ He really just barged into this penthouse to get spoiled and talk about plot. ]
We could, yes. [ handwaves their town cartography efforts ] If the fog encroaches inward instead of outward, we'll be in trouble. I haven't run into anything hostile yet, but...
[ He absently strokes his hair as he looks out over the furniture, the dying flowers and masks. ]
Even this room was strange. Like it knew me. I don't trust it, even if it's quiet on the surface.
He reopens his eyes to take a glance around the room, quiet for a moment as he thinks about his own (teeny tiny) apartment space and how it's changed very quickly in an effort to suit his tastes. It been an uncanny stay, familiar, but not, and Aventurine hums his agreement. ]
... Not afraid, are you? If you want me to stay the night, you could just ask me, you know.
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[ He finally pushes himself up, drawing his leg to his side of the couch. But then he returns to invade Nehan's personal space as he twists around to drop the back of his head against the other man's lap instead.
Like this, Aventurine smiles up at him. ]
Don't get too tired, Nehan. We're relying on you.
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Keep your expectations low.
[ But since they've made this into some sort of game, he's more careful as he pushes Aventurine's bangs to the side, out of his face where they usually hang, looking him in the eyes. ]
Are you going to be able to rely on him, too? [ He means Boothill. ]
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But okay, Nehan can gayly stare into his eyes... There's not a hint of light in them.
At the mention of Boothill, Aventurine lets out a long sigh. It had been so satisfying getting to hit him with a tire iron, but he can't help thinking back to what he'd seen on the screen during the Ranger's final moments. ]
I'll have to talk to him, won't I? [ small grumble ] I'm sure we can come to some sort of understanding... A common goal and whatnot.
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Until we can get outside assistance, he's all you have to work with.
[ Nehan doesn't count himself, he's a cultist and should not be trusted. ]
Besides, you seem pretty soft. If you didn't kill him already, I doubt you're going to. So you may as well broker an alliance.
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I have no interest in taking lives.
[ It slips out a little more seriously than he means it to, so he throws in something lighter. ]
Only livelihoods.
[ IS THAT LIGHTER? ]
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...You're less dangerous than you look.
[ WAS THAT NOT DANGEROUS ]
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Will you behave.
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Just trying to be dangerous enough for you.
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You just like being a pest.
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YOU KNOW THERE IS ONLY ONE OBVIOUS MOVE THAT MUST BE DONE
LICKS NEHAN'S HAND ]
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though his expression is very this as he wipes his hand off on aventurine's shirt. ]
I'm going to evict you from this building.
[ no he cannot do that ]
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[ LIKE A PEST... Anyway, he takes Nehan's hand and guides it to his hair again. Pets, please. ]
I'm going to spend some time looking around. See if I can find anything that I might have missed the first time.
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Good idea. Right now, I can't seem to navigate or control this fog any better than you two can. But there could still be more out there. Hidden, like our garden and inn were.
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I could make out silhouettes in the fog, but it was difficult to gauge the distance from where I stood. We can start by mapping out this town... That way, we'll be able to notice if anything changes, if more ground is added or lost or stays the same, in the coming days.
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We could, yes. [ handwaves their town cartography efforts ] If the fog encroaches inward instead of outward, we'll be in trouble. I haven't run into anything hostile yet, but...
[ He absently strokes his hair as he looks out over the furniture, the dying flowers and masks. ]
Even this room was strange. Like it knew me. I don't trust it, even if it's quiet on the surface.
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He reopens his eyes to take a glance around the room, quiet for a moment as he thinks about his own (teeny tiny) apartment space and how it's changed very quickly in an effort to suit his tastes. It been an uncanny stay, familiar, but not, and Aventurine hums his agreement. ]
... Not afraid, are you? If you want me to stay the night, you could just ask me, you know.
[ i have to end this thread right meow ]
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Pulls on his roots a little. ]
I'll manage, thanks. Or are you going to be lonely all on your own?
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When I can think of you at any time?
[ He gives Nehan a quick wink, then sits up and does a little stretchy stretch with his arms over his head before standing back on his feet. ]
Well, if you change your mind... I won't be hard to find.
[ And then he saunters out, idk... Finally ends this thread and frees you. Frees ME. ]
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