[Event]

[azuremagma]

If you're in Domino, there's a man sitting on a bench downtown or in the park, resting his head in his hands. He looks. Strained? Upset? Tired? He also looks... Familiar? He could be mistaken for the now older Geo, if Geo shaved his stupid beard and let his hair go free. If approached by someone who is familiar with the blue flame prince, he'll give a small grin and motion to the empty seat next to him.

He can also be found in front of the now probably now rented out building he had called his office/home looking similarly distressed or smoking a cigarette around the police station, if you're keen on those areas as well.

Comments

[remarkablerain]

... I was actually giving you an opportunity to not talk about it, you know. If you weren't ready to admit stuff like you were dying.

[azuremagma]

"Well, I ain't dyin' anymore! So there. Long story short."

[remarkablerain]

... so you're definitely not dying, right?

You don't need to like. Take Geo's body again, right?

[azuremagma]

"Nah, I ain't gonna fuckin' do that. 'sides, he's probably alot stronger willed than 'e was the fuckin' forever ago I took it."

[remarkablerain]

I can't say that for sure, but he's more stable now. In a lot of ways.

*still looking over you like. she can't imagine what you went through.

... when'd she cut her hair anyway, Cyril. you might've notice noticed it yet due to uh. everything else about her. but her hair's no longer long and squishy.*

[azuremagma]

"...Good. That's real good ta 'ear. So, ya. Look like a fuckin' girl now. It's... Kinda nice lookin'."

[remarkablerain]

*... hnf. looks away a bit.*

Yeah, you apparently missed that happening. Though a bit of how I'm looking now is a lot more recent. Like. In the last month recent.

[azuremagma]

"...That's good. You, uh. You're tyin' the knot with the p-...Guess he ain't a punk anymore. With Geo?"

[remarkablerain]

Uh, yeah actually. You've got some good timing here.

It's next month.

[azuremagma]

"Guess my invitation got lost in the space 'tween dimensions." He laughs at that.

"No, but. Seriously. Congrats. I'll prolly go an'... Talk ta 'im 'bout it."

[remarkablerain]

Thanks. He'd probably appreciate knowing you're not dead, either.

[azuremagma]

"Prolly, yeah. Or he'll try an' beat the crap outta me. I dunno. ...So am I allowed ta come?"

[remarkablerain]

You ask that like I wouldn't have forced you to come, anyway.

[azuremagma]

"Yeah, well, I dunno. It's... Always a lil' weird I guess? I feel responsible fer ya two makin' it this fuckin' far."

[remarkablerain]

If I was gonna think too hard about things being awkward or weird for whatever reason, I'd end up not wanting anyone at the wedding. I'd rather people just come, okay.

[azuremagma]

"...Aight, that's reasonable. I'll get gussied up. Force myself inta bein' the best man."

[remarkablerain]

Well you'll definitely have to talk to him about that, that's for sure.

[azuremagma]

"Yeah, well. I'll figure it all out. Dun wanna crash in on 'im while 'e's workin' though."

[remarkablerain]

... just don't be dumb and put it off, okay?

[azuremagma]

"...I ain't. This is... Pretty important fer both of ya an' fer me, really."

[remarkablerain]

R-right. Of course.

*see now what's awkward is that I wonder if I should hug you or something. I mean. it HAS been a long time since I got to see you and you might've DIED OR SOMETHING aaaaa*

[azuremagma]

... Ah fuck it, we're gonna hug RIGHT NOW.

[remarkablerain]

*thank you for letting me avoid making that decision myself.*

[azuremagma]

Now it is I who has to live with the regret of the decision.

"...So yer gonna get all fuckin' gussied up fer all'a this?"

[remarkablerain]

My exact attire's still a little up in the air.