[ private texts ] but the blood on my hands scares me to death, maybe I’m waking up today

[black_black_heart]

xxxxx[ Private to: All Velvet Lust Employees ]

I won't be in in any official capacity for at least a week

Wade's driving, don't make him pull the club over

Andor

that means you

[Hell yeah he just sicced Deadpool on Andor in particular. Isn't being the least favorite employee the most fun?]

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xxxxx[ Private to: Dorian Pavus ]

it's done

he... chose to come back

[So no, you're not down a job, apparently.]

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xxxxx[ Private to: Szelhamos ]

it's done... and he chose to come back

[A pause.]

still like you

[It's almost juvenile to say that last bit, but... it's also equally weirdly relevant? In light of recent conversations.]

Comments

[not here]

[captain_by_the_book]

[ Andor, considering himself the Least Problematic Employee, feels Wronged. ]

[not here]

[black_black_heart]

[ You gonna get Wronged. ]

text

[captain_by_the_book]

Have I given you reason to expect trouble?

text

[black_black_heart]

oh Andor, you already used up your one free explanation

[captain_by_the_book]

On what?

[ Does he even want to know? He suspects the answer is no. ]

[black_black_heart]

[ Tannusen just shakes his head at his phone at that, and doesn't bother to answer. ]

[Text]

[sonicosuper]

I hope everything is okay.

<3

[Text]

[black_black_heart]

it's much better than it was

I don't want to leave Cass' side for a while

[ He knows what a mega-romantic Sonico is, she'll get it. Shh. ]

[Text]

[sonicosuper]

*Sure, she's never been in a relationship before, but she totally gets it*

Of course. Enjoy your time with him!
xo

Private | I know that soooong ;w; ~ I'll be good, I'll be good

[k2so]

Will you be okay?

I will try my best to make sure the bar is in one piece once you get back.

Private | It's on Tannu's soundtrack~ along with Dark Star.

[black_black_heart]

yes

[ The real threat, the real thing he'd been prepping the bar to no longer need him, for... had passed, and he was still here. As was his reason to remain.

Of course, his soul being a smoldering wreck was an issue. But, less of an over-all problem than anticipated. ]

my Cass and I just need some time off together

if something big comes up call me

Private | Great music

[k2so]

Okay. But if you need help contact me.

[Unpredictable dangers are everywhere, which is why they're called unpredictable.]

I understand. Will someoen be taking care of his shop too?

I will.

Private | :3

[black_black_heart]

I'm sure someone will look after it

and Trahearne can mind the pets

[ And possibly bring Quixote to see him a bit during the day. ]

we all have our phones, after all

Private | ♥

[k2so]

There's also the pokemon daycare run by Fai, they could stay there if Trahearne is busy.

True but if I had a partner and special time to spend with them, I'll look at my phone at all.

text; private

[tevinteraltus]

I wasn't aware that was possible.

How...is he? I can't imagine...returning from the dead is pleasant.

How are you, for that matter? Is there anything you need that I may provide? Shall I see to the shop?

[These are much better questions than the ones rattling about in his mind. Those are more along the lines of "how is that possible?" "Was there some sort of ritual involved?" "Was it documented?" "Did he see this 'Heaven' of his before his return?" He feels those are rude and insensitive.]

text; private

[black_black_heart]

I've done it myself, the coming back part isn't too bad

[ In Tannusen's case, waking up with two sets of memories jammed back together had made the whole thing a lot more disorienting than it'd really needed to be. And one of those memories sets had been full of deeply unpleasant intent toward Cassian.

Suddenly coming to grips with how very close he truly was, deep down inside, to becoming like his father.

That, had been the truly unpleasant part.

The actual resurrection hadn't been so bad. ]

Cass would appreciate that, yeah

as for anything else, unless you've a gift for soul reconstruction?

[ Not that Tannusen would assume that meant an ability to tackle his wild and chaotic Faerie mess of one, even if Dorian was some sort of expert. ]

text; private

[tevinteraltus]

I can come 'round for the key, if that's alright.

...you have? I won't ask.

[At least not right now.]

Alas, no. I have mastered many schools of magic, but my gifts have never lain in the healing arts. If only my mother were here.

text; private

[black_black_heart]

sure, we're actually in Velvet, I can have Bob give it to you if you swing by tonight

[ Not out of avoiding Dorian, but because there's no door to knock for the part of the building they're in. So, it's better to arrange things in advance with a third party like that. ]

regular healing wouldn't do it anyway

don't worry too much, I have ideas

[ He is, after all, a Faerie who's actually done extensive research on his own kind. Tannusen's not totally in the dark, here.

At worst, he'll take Cassian to his own tiny sub-archway and use his old cellphone to contact his sister. The Scathach are nothing if not adept at shoving banality away. And... as a Chronos master she won't even be confused by the time travel.

That arch is stuck in 2008, after all. ]

text; private

[tevinteraltus]

I will be by, yes.

Oh, yes. Of course. I wasn't worried.

[Most definitely was. not. worried.. Nope.]

You didn't do anything too hasty, did you?

private voice

[sarcastass]

You know I was going to say something almost nice to you for a moment and then you went and ruined it.

switches to private voice too

[black_black_heart]

Such a tease. How'd I ruin it?

GOOD 1/2

[sarcastass]

[sarcastass]

Why'd he even come back?

[NICE DODGE, SZEL]

[black_black_heart]

[ The line's silent for a long moment. ]

Compared to the lure of being done with it all, with resting... I didn't think I'd be more than a tiny blip against that.

Apparently, I was wrong.

[ Sentiment, of course. ]

[sarcastass]

So you're surprised a species that will hoard novelty circus games pens out of sentimentality came back because they were sentimental.