TLV: IC Contact

[sixfeetofdirt]

Careful; I bite.

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[sixfeetofdirt]

Well. 'Astarion spent almost two centuries being whored out for Cazador's dietary needs and tortured whether he succeeded or failed' is a single sentence, darling.

[This...may be more a 'how' than a 'why'.]

[handleyourshit]

[It's a bit of a why, as well.]

How much would that leave in the file if it were a single sentence?

[sixfeetofdirt]

Depressingly little. As it is, there's nothing to fill the gaps in my memory before being turned.

[handleyourshit]

That's probably why it malingers, then.

Godric has a point, though. About going through it with me. I think he means it to give me some form of control over it, but there's also - he can't know what it was like, reading it. How I reacted to which parts. And I get a say over what we skip.

[sixfeetofdirt]

[...]

I simply insisted John read it, when we were first paired. I didn't want to go over my entire life, alone or with him. I was there for it the first time around.

[handleyourshit]

That's been the one advantage to being paired with someone I was almost friends with before.

I wouldn't want to do it with a stranger. It's unfair to ask it of you.

[sixfeetofdirt]

Is it? I...didn't really think of it that way.

[handleyourshit]

No. I doubt you've had much reason to consider fairness for... oh, about two hundred years, would you say?

[It's a gentle question, and she moves on immediately:]

Has he accepted you telling him no?

[sixfeetofdirt]

I haven't tried it yet. He hasn't asked for anything so very unreasonable.

[handleyourshit]

So you answered every question he had?

[sixfeetofdirt]

He didn't ask anything or say anything I haven't answered or heard before. We talked about the Rite, mostly.

[handleyourshit]

Would you feel better, worse, or ambivalent if I talked with him?

[sixfeetofdirt]

....About what?

[handleyourshit]

What, you've never heard of a shoveltalk?

[sixfeetofdirt]

I...

...no?

[handleyourshit]

It's usually given to the new boyfriend or girlfriend of someone important to you. "If you hurt them, I'll kill you." That sort of thing.

I was joking, mostly. I would like to get to know him better though, because you are important to me.

[sixfeetofdirt]

Ah. Well, feel free to speak with him, darling. I'd be interested to know what you make of him.

[handleyourshit]

Then I'll look for him.

With a trowel, maybe. Because while I know you can handle yourself, I think it's important that people know someone isn't alone.

[sixfeetofdirt]

A trowel is almost worse, if you're implying you'd go to the effort of burying him with something so small.

[handleyourshit]

Well, I left my backhoe in my other pants.

[sixfeetofdirt]

[A chuckle.] You know I don't know what that is.

[handleyourshit]

Big piece of construction equipment. For digging very large holes, very quickly.

Pretty simple to drive, turns out.

[sixfeetofdirt]

Hm.

How are you, Rosita?

[He's not unaware that this time of year is complicated for her.]

[handleyourshit]

Cold.

[Literally never going to shut up about it.]

But I'm okay. On my feet.

Chewing on some of the stuff I've talked about with you and a few others.

[sixfeetofdirt]

What kind of stuff?

...if this a conversation better had in person, you can come to me or vice versa.