he... needs a second..............................
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...Well, if I said all that and you still think so, I guess I can count myself lucky.
[Nobody really likes him anymore. And that's okay. And it's okay, he knows, if Lovecraft eventually changes his mind. It always happens.
But he'll enjoy it, for today. Tomorrow will worry about itself.]
No, no, you can if you want. It's yours now, after all.
Just make sure to wring out the water when you leave. I'm not sure what will happen to it if you keep it wet for too long. Plus, I don't know if Sika will make me another one after what I went through to get that one.
You take advantage...of others. But for now. You have been nice to me.
[And the man insists he is telling the truth. He is too exhausted to assume otherwise. He simply wants things to be as simple as possible.]
I will do so. [And rhe smallest upturn of his mouth.] Thank you.
[And with that, like a creature taking its prey under the water, he slips back in with the plushie in tow, sinking to the bottom of the pool once more as a dark spot.]
[He'll watch the man fully descend (how in the world is he breathing? Does he NEED to breathe?), watching the surface of the water settle back to calm.
It's only a couple minutes of silence. Of no movement from Solomon. But eventually, Lovecraft will be able to see the sorcerer's legs finally lift from the pool, and his silhouette vanish from the water's surface.]
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he... needs a second..............................
...]
...Well, if I said all that and you still think so, I guess I can count myself lucky.
[Nobody really likes him anymore. And that's okay. And it's okay, he knows, if Lovecraft eventually changes his mind. It always happens.
But he'll enjoy it, for today. Tomorrow will worry about itself.]
No, no, you can if you want. It's yours now, after all.
Just make sure to wring out the water when you leave. I'm not sure what will happen to it if you keep it wet for too long. Plus, I don't know if Sika will make me another one after what I went through to get that one.
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[And the man insists he is telling the truth. He is too exhausted to assume otherwise. He simply wants things to be as simple as possible.]
I will do so. [And rhe smallest upturn of his mouth.] Thank you.
[And with that, like a creature taking its prey under the water, he slips back in with the plushie in tow, sinking to the bottom of the pool once more as a dark spot.]
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You're welcome, Lovecraft.
[He'll watch the man fully descend (how in the world is he breathing? Does he NEED to breathe?), watching the surface of the water settle back to calm.
It's only a couple minutes of silence. Of no movement from Solomon. But eventually, Lovecraft will be able to see the sorcerer's legs finally lift from the pool, and his silhouette vanish from the water's surface.]