TP - LOVECRAFT

[impacter]

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[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?

[ohrlyeh]

I don't...leave home very often. Before my last job...I didn't leave...for four years.

[Holy shut-in, Batman.]

[He does point at a few cakes, though.]

Let's try these.

[impacter]

Goodness... How did you keep yourself upright, living that long on your own?

[Oh, what a selection. He'll nod his understanding, gesturing for the staff to take care of placing the order.]

Would you like to share, or do you prefer a helping for yourself?

[ohrlyeh]

....I don't know.

[He seems very genuine about this.]

[He thinks a moment, glancing at the flower in the other's hair. It needs to bloom...]

I can share. I guess.

[impacter]

[Oh...

Well, he'll make the gestures to the staff quick, because he'd rather get back to this chatter because what do you MEAN you don't know, my man...]

Do... you not remember what you were doing during those years, Lovecraft?

Surely you weren't sleeping that whole time.

[ohrlyeh]

.....

[His brow furrows, like he's trying very hard to remember...]

[But it seems he just gives up, heaving a sigh.]

I must have been sleeping.

[impacter]

...

Are you not human?

[Just. Putting that out there a little frankly, because that would explain a lot.]

[ohrlyeh]

......


No......................?


[He literally looks like this one cat from this meme.]

[impacter]

[jaws music silently in the distance]

Oh! Well, then that's slightly less concerning.

I'm sorry I haven't asked until now. It seemed a little rude. But if you're not human, what would you call yourself?