( Emil's just sort of blearily staring at the ceiling when he hears the scratching, which at first gives him the creepy crawlies but -- oh yeah, Lalli would probably do that.
Still, he gets up cautiously and opens his door while peering out, just making sure some surprise lizard creature isn't here to harass him about mating again or something. Thank goodness, it's a different type of gremlin. )
Come in. You can let yourself in next time, if you want.
( Enjoy his humble abode which is literally just a bed, a rug and a table. )
[He hums vaguely, averting his gaze at first in some residual instinct to avoid him, but once he's inside and the door shut behind him, he manages to glance up.
And the world continues to turn. Wow.]
Um.
[...what does he even do... He sits at the bedside and rests his temple against the mattress. There, that works.]
...What have you been...? [uhhh doing I guess lmao he's awkward kill him]
( Watching Lalli is indeed baffling. Emil just sort of follows him with a vague, sleepy interest as he strolls in, looks around then just sort of slumps next to his bed.
These places should really have chairs, because it feels weird to get in bed now....oh well, there's always the floor. That's where he decides to sit for now, trying to formulate what he's...been. )
It's not like much has happened since that attack situation. ...I got stuck in some strange ritual meet-and-greet in the marketplace earlier; I don't know if you saw that nonsense.
[ -- oh thank the gods. Even if Emil is closer than he anticipated and it's making his insides burn, this line of conversation was...somehow easier, even if he didn't understand it either.]
Oh, did they? ( He's got mixed feelings on somehow missing Lalli there. Awkwardness vs. being able to speak with someone more comfortably.
He didn't have the worst time (minus that zombie thing), but it's more a matter of principle than anything else. )
I appreciate the idea of togetherness and all, but forcing it to happen with ridiculous and embarrassing questions -- their culture is literally insanity. Especially with it all under the guise of dating.
( Keep your lizard hands out of his love life, thanks. )
Someone asked about that? ( He would have been so mad, holy shit. ) I...definitely didn't get asked anything that probing. That certainly should be off limits.
[Lalli nods firmly, happy to be vindicated even if he's gone back to being really annoyed at Rottytops for having the gall. Man!!! Stupid zombie. Being by Emil was way better.]
Mrh. Other people were okay. Weird. I kind of liked one guy, maybe?
[Look... Lalli has been extremely lonely, he needs gossip to help.]
( As much as Emil is unimpressed by the event itself, most of his interactions were with okay dudes so maybe there's some cross-section of a person they can agree is Pretty Chill. )
[Which, like. He had been told already, but here's more outside evidence of it, and it makes him feel...kind of good? Not super great, since he was a burden, but. Yeah.]
Well, yes... I know your sleeping is something magic related -- I found out eventually -- but I didn't know what would wake you up, so I had to ask for help.
( Well, since they're being Open. )
He, uh, was part of why you had juice on your face...
[He vaguely remembers hearing about juice, and he remembers thinking his hair was unnecessarily sticky in places, but he hadn't...let it all sink in before. What an idiot boy...]
( If he had more water, Lalli may have woken up with silken, fully shampooed hair but Emil can dream. )
Uhm... I found ice? I tried that. Minato summoned a...man. A mage that tried to make you wake up and that didn't work. ( Emil has a lot to say about this guy if you'll let him indulge himself. )
A doctor I'd met briefly before stopped by to check your vital signs. He was concerned about how your eyes had bled a little bit -- he said he'd never seen that before. Oh, and I mentioned Dirk's space pocket thing.
Your eyes aren't supposed to bleed at all. ( HE HAS A DOCTOR TO BACK HIM ON THIS, DON'T ARGUE. )
Minato is weird. He took a gun out and shot himself, and then suddenly there was some nearly naked man hanging around casting spells. ( That's 95% accurate. ) Yes, Dirk's strange storage space is odd -- magic in general just remains beyond me.
( MAYBE HE WILL!! Also oh shit he should have clarified. )
No, no -- I don't really get it? The first time I met him he tried to shoot himself in the head and nothing happened. This time he did and he was fine, but the man appeared.
It wasn't bloody or anything, but he's certainly an uncouth type of mage. Minato's alright, as far as I know. Physically, anyway.
[OKAY. OKAY. WHOEVER JESUS FUCKING CHRIST IS, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. Let's maybe not have people committing suicide anywhere near him for the time being, perhaps.]
Maybe it's...a weird ritual. [The spike of panic and instant calm down is sort of making him feel sick, though, so... Moving on.] You didn't need to have anyone do anything. I just had to wait for my luonto to come back.
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Still, he gets up cautiously and opens his door while peering out, just making sure some surprise lizard creature isn't here to harass him about mating again or something. Thank goodness, it's a different type of gremlin. )
Come in. You can let yourself in next time, if you want.
( Enjoy his humble abode which is literally just a bed, a rug and a table. )
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And the world continues to turn. Wow.]
Um.
[...what does he even do... He sits at the bedside and rests his temple against the mattress. There, that works.]
...What have you been...? [uhhh doing I guess lmao he's awkward kill him]
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These places should really have chairs, because it feels weird to get in bed now....oh well, there's always the floor. That's where he decides to sit for now, trying to formulate what he's...been. )
It's not like much has happened since that attack situation. ...I got stuck in some strange ritual meet-and-greet in the marketplace earlier; I don't know if you saw that nonsense.
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Yes. They made me do it, too. I didn't like it.
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He didn't have the worst time (minus that zombie thing), but it's more a matter of principle than anything else. )
I appreciate the idea of togetherness and all, but forcing it to happen with ridiculous and embarrassing questions -- their culture is literally insanity. Especially with it all under the guise of dating.
( Keep your lizard hands out of his love life, thanks. )
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Some weird girl asked me if I was a virgin like that was okay. How is that supposed to make me like her?! I don't think that should have been allowed.
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Someone asked about that? ( He would have been so mad, holy shit. ) I...definitely didn't get asked anything that probing. That certainly should be off limits.
( Hot damn he dodged some bullets, apparently. )
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Mrh. Other people were okay. Weird. I kind of liked one guy, maybe?
[Look... Lalli has been extremely lonely, he needs gossip to help.]
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( As much as Emil is unimpressed by the event itself, most of his interactions were with okay dudes so maybe there's some cross-section of a person they can agree is Pretty Chill. )
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Akira. I think. I talked to him again after. I guess he knew you already...
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( His suggestion wasn't helpful, but he made one all the same. )
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Hn. He said you were worried.
[Which, like. He had been told already, but here's more outside evidence of it, and it makes him feel...kind of good? Not super great, since he was a burden, but. Yeah.]
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( Well, since they're being Open. )
He, uh, was part of why you had juice on your face...
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He said to splash water on your face...but there wasn't any just lying around! I cleaned it off afterwards -- I tried!
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[He vaguely remembers hearing about juice, and he remembers thinking his hair was unnecessarily sticky in places, but he hadn't...let it all sink in before. What an idiot boy...]
...I guess my face was clean.
[So. There's that.]
Anything else?
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Uhm... I found ice? I tried that. Minato summoned a...man. A mage that tried to make you wake up and that didn't work. ( Emil has a lot to say about this guy if you'll let him indulge himself. )
A doctor I'd met briefly before stopped by to check your vital signs. He was concerned about how your eyes had bled a little bit -- he said he'd never seen that before. Oh, and I mentioned Dirk's space pocket thing.
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[what]
They only bled a little. It was fine. [This odd health issue is totally not concerning at all!!! More importantly:] Dirk is...weird.
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Minato is weird. He took a gun out and shot himself, and then suddenly there was some nearly naked man hanging around casting spells. ( That's 95% accurate. ) Yes, Dirk's strange storage space is odd -- magic in general just remains beyond me.
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[IF YOU LIKE YOUR DOCTOR SO MUCH, GO MARRY HIM -- wait a minute what the actual fuck minato]
...Minato killed himself?
[fuckity fuck fuck shit fuck]
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No, no -- I don't really get it? The first time I met him he tried to shoot himself in the head and nothing happened. This time he did and he was fine, but the man appeared.
It wasn't bloody or anything, but he's certainly an uncouth type of mage. Minato's alright, as far as I know. Physically, anyway.
( Mentally he's a god damn Froot Loop. )
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Maybe it's...a weird ritual. [The spike of panic and instant calm down is sort of making him feel sick, though, so... Moving on.] You didn't need to have anyone do anything. I just had to wait for my luonto to come back.
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Also that would have been useful information, but at least he knows now. )
I'm...not sure what that is? A luonto. ( He doesn't know much, though. )
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Also: godless Swedes... Faithlessness has bred such stupidity.]
It's a spirit that's also part of my soul because it's like me, and it can help me do powerful magic stuff, the end.
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