TP - LOVECRAFT

[impacter]

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[ohrlyeh]

[This sounds like he needs to worry about it but...okay. One less thing to think about. Yay! Less effort.]

...Well. If you know what...you're doing.

[impacter]

[This is why he offered to do that part, buddy, he's not sure if it'd fry your brain or not and he doesn't wanna do that to you.

Lovecraft's clammy hand firmly in his own, he'll guide them back out of the courtyard. Time to descend to the cafe.]

Oh, I don't.

But isn't that the fun in getting to know someone? Something unknown turning into something known, and becoming something to share. It's like giving a small piece of yourself to another.

[ohrlyeh]

That doesn't sound like fun at all. That sounds scary.

[Giving yourself to people? He's had way too much of that, thank you.]

[impacter]

[help]

I promise I don't mean that literally, if that's what you're worried about.

Have you never made a friend before?

[ohrlyeh]

I've talked with some people I work with...

[Was any of them a friend?]

Maybe John. He was...nice.

[impacter]

That's a start. [Down and down these silly stairs we go.]

What sort of person is John, that you'd call him that?

[ohrlyeh]

Hm. Very sunny. Bright. He always talked a lot.

[Very VERY opposite from him.]

[impacter]

[What a cute contrast.]

Haha, alright, I know that sort. Was it pleasant to be around him?

[ohrlyeh]

...Yes. He never tried to bother me or push me. He simply...was there.

[He's not the best at explaining.]

But he was nice. Like you are nice.

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[impacter]

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[impacter]

Ah. Here I was worried you might think otherwise.

[It's lost a smidge of its usual bravado, but he clears his throat and it's all right back to normal.]

I'm glad to hear that's not the case. I do just genuinely want to understand you better.

[ohrlyeh]

...Why would I think otherwise?

[are you secretly mean, man]

[impacter]

[only if ur naughty or ur name is barbatos]

Mm. It's hard to say.

I always try to be sincere, but some consider it to be an annoyance more than a help.

[ohrlyeh]

Well, you. Are a little annoying...




[sincere]

[impacter]

Ah, I see.

[heart shattering noises]

Well, at least I hope my intention is clear, regardless.

[ohrlyeh]

I still...need to know you better.

[But,]

At least you don't mean any harm. I think.

[impacter]

I really don't. All I want is to make sure you can get your task done.

Besides, I think it will be for the best of all of us if we can learn more about one another while we're still able. Who knows what might happen.

[ohrlyeh]

You think Father will...do something?

[He doesn't seem to be the nicest fellow.]

And there was that part about. Killing?

[impacter]

Yes. I do.

He expects at least one to kill. And He expects everyone to follow his tasks, or he'll consider it a break of his engagement... which, I expect, will lead exactly to what happened with Don. If we completely refuse to kill, I'm unfortunately expecting the same.

[Which is why he's stepping in here to lend Lovecraft a hand. No turning into a gore rose today.]

But I would like to make sure as many of us make it out of this alive as possible, regardless. We can't change if someone decides they're too frightened, or want to save their own wish too fervently, and choose to act on his demands and shed someone's blood. But I wouldn't see any of you left on the wayside within what we can still control.

[ohrlyeh]

...

[So Solomon wishes to save as many as he can in this wild world. Like a person scooping out ducklings from a grate.]

You don't....know us. But you wish to save us. Why?

[Simply because he is a good man? Is he?]

[impacter]

[His laugh comes easily.]

Do I need a reason?

People deserve to be free.

[ohrlyeh]

And you?

[He asks, staring at him.]

Do you deserve to be...free, too?

[impacter]

I would hope so. I've fought very hard for my freedom, too. I don't see a reason to give it back.

[They've made it down to the cafe area by now, Solomon's hand still tucked against Lovecraft's as he casually leads them over to see what's available at this time of day.]

[ohrlyeh]

So you weren't...free in the past....

[The fact that he's held his hand this long is surprising, he thinks. He's not some kind of expert at hand holding, himself.]

[The food draws his attention, though, and he's tugging a bit like a kid in the direction of the sweets.]

They have so many. I never saw it...before.

[impacter]

I wasn't, no. But I would rather focus on the present, and let tomorrow hold its worries for itself.

[Smile quirking when he feels the tug, Solomon lets the other man take the lead, scanning over the selection. He's never had much of a sweet tooth himself, but he did always feel pretty spoiled between Barbatos and Luke being suck terrific bakers. If only they'd let him join them more often!]

Never saw it before?

Do you not get to eat sweets very often back home?