[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

[memoryistime]

*I'm used to dread. I hang around Jinn, he's a dread inducing creature.*

... su...re? There's nothing exciting about it though. Or me.

[azuremagma]

"I think so. I think yer bein' WAY ta fuckin' 'ard on yerself. I'll get ya an' then ya an' me an' the ogre can go out fer drinks."

[memoryistime]

Oh, no, I'm not being hard at all on myself. Me being hard on myself would be a lot more brutally honest.

[azuremagma]

"We all fuck up, all the time, ya shouldn't get down 'bout it."

[memoryistime]

My life's a string of it.

[azuremagma]

"Ya, well. It ends 'ere, with ya meetin' me!"

[memoryistime]

Che, if everyone who tried to say that my problems will be fixed by meeting them actually did, this conversation would be pretty different.

What makes you so certain?

[azuremagma]

"Because I'm fuckin' tenacious as shit and ain't gonna let this go."

[memoryistime]

Oh please, I already deal with tenacious folks.

[azuremagma]

"Yeah, but are they actually fuckin' fun ta be around?"

[memoryistime]

*mutters the next line below his breath* Depends on the definition of "fun"...

[azuremagma]

Going to lean in.

"Didn't quite catch that one!"

[memoryistime]

*baaaacking away, almost scurrying*

I'm doubting that you're really that much fun at all.

[azuremagma]

"I mean, my hearing's prolly fuckin' goin', you're just gonna need ta speak up!"

[memoryistime]

I'm doubting you're really that much fun at all! *speaks up THAT part. oh he's avoiding saying what he was muttering.*

[azuremagma]

"Yeah, but the thing before THAT. Ya runnin' with Jinn or Onni, or what?"

[memoryistime]

Running. What running. I'm not running with Jinn.

*oh so it is Jinn.*

[azuremagma]

"OH I get it, ya've already got one big loud obnoxious bastard in yer life, so ya can't 'ave two."

[memoryistime]

... yes. Yes, that's entirely it.

So I don't need you around, too.

[azuremagma]

"I'll tone down the asshole part then!"

[memoryistime]

Does that count the "loud obnoxious" parts, too?

[azuremagma]

"...Maybe a lil' bit."

[memoryistime]

I'll believe it when I see it.

Still, sure, I'll go drinking with you and... the ogre? I think I kinda know who that is anyway. ... The day after tomorrow.

[azuremagma]

"Sweet. We try an' drink each other under the table! It's an outin'."

[memoryistime]

Yeah, sure. I warn you though. I get mopey and whiny when I drink.

It's mainly why I stopped drinking too much in public. After I got back my actual sense of taste and ability to die.