Vandelin Emith (
misdirection_hex) wrote in
faderift2017-09-02 12:24 am
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[CLOSED] we make every little thing so hard
WHO: Vandelin and Myrobalan
WHAT: Reconciliation over lunch, or so they hope.
WHEN: Early Kingsway.
WHERE: A place that claims to serve authentic northern food.
NOTES: None at the moment.
WHAT: Reconciliation over lunch, or so they hope.
WHEN: Early Kingsway.
WHERE: A place that claims to serve authentic northern food.
NOTES: None at the moment.
Vandelin has been wondering if perhaps he ought to reevaluate his level of investment in this meeting. Myr had happened to call at a moment of rare vulnerability, or so he wants to think, and he'd leapt at the chance out of weakness that he should be trying to squash. If they happen to end the afternoon on speaking terms again, so much the better, but he'll be just fine if they don't, won't he? It'll give him more time for uninterrupted research. He can make himself even more useful to the Inquisition without the distraction, and then nobody will think he's a weird-looking little joke anymore, and everything will be fine because friends are for losers anyway.
He would really like his cousin to be talking to him again. He knocks on Myr's door with practiced nonchalance.

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"They looked it from the--ah--illustrations I'd seen," Myr admits, lifting his head from contemplation of the table now that he's got control of his expression. "Bigger and broader in all the right dimensions. You'll have to--" tell me all about it, he'd been about to say, but the words stick in his throat for so many reasons. "--let me know if one does put on an appearance. For academic reasons; got to check the veracity of the texts and all that."
Exactly how he plans to do that without being able to see them--well, he'll come up with something. "If nothing else, the conversation'll be interesting, if he's really walked away from the Qun. Always wanted a little more insight into what breaks them out of it."