Maybe, maybe not. It isn't as if it's been off my mind for the past two months.
[ Black scrawl creeps up over his clothes, over his skin. He can only look down tired at them, unable to control it or hide it. Just like most things in his life, whispers the ever-present voice -- you wear your filth as openly as you do your sleeves, it purrs. NO ANSWERS, it reads, NO ESCAPE. ]
If it were as easy as wishing them away, I wouldn't have gotten into half the trouble that I have, I think. Maybe even a quarter.
[ His ringed eyes follow the scrawl, not bothering to avert his gaze when they're already on such a weighted topic. What do they have to shy from now after months of intrusions and forced interactions in their most vulnerable states? ]
You know your situation best, Mr. Daan.
[ A wry smile. ]
You're a clever man, sensible and practical, with far too many thoughts inside your head. I have no doubt you'll find your answers.
[ Once again, he follows after the words. The feeling of concern grows on his end, but he keeps it from becoming too overwhelming. ]
If you decide it won't be true, I've still got my invitation waiting for you. I don't mean to inflict you with more indecision, but I think I speak for many of us when I say that we'd like to continue seeing you.
[ Hmm, he's still feeling disconcerted over the previous topic, but he moves along. ]
To our cosmos. Or, well, Boothill's in this case. I'm apparently alive in his timeline.
[ Which, neat. But also, great... more work to be done. ]
You could traverse the stars or settle on one of the many habitable planets. We've got quite a few to choose from, and I have the means to make sure you'd be comfortable.
[ Sirs? Hello? Don't like that. 'Daan you're doomed to death too' that happens regardless of where I pick my canonpoint. ]
...
I'm afraid it's not that simple if only because I have... unfinished business, and it would be incredibly difficult to try to settle roots in some-place so far away and new.
[ Unfortunately he's lawful and thinks about things like, idk, citizenship, actually trying to make a normal living... ]
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[ Black scrawl creeps up over his clothes, over his skin. He can only look down tired at them, unable to control it or hide it. Just like most things in his life, whispers the ever-present voice -- you wear your filth as openly as you do your sleeves, it purrs. NO ANSWERS, it reads, NO ESCAPE. ]
If it were as easy as wishing them away, I wouldn't have gotten into half the trouble that I have, I think. Maybe even a quarter.
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You know your situation best, Mr. Daan.
[ A wry smile. ]
You're a clever man, sensible and practical, with far too many thoughts inside your head. I have no doubt you'll find your answers.
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He wishes that were the case. The text shifts and transforms into something else -- THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OUT. ]
...I tried my best. I don't know if that is, or will be true.
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If you decide it won't be true, I've still got my invitation waiting for you. I don't mean to inflict you with more indecision, but I think I speak for many of us when I say that we'd like to continue seeing you.
[ Just throwing that out there for our guy. ]
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[ He really desperately wants those answers but life! Hates him so bad. ]
What exactly is your invitation?
[ He's not really sure where Aventurine lives, what he does, what all that actually entails. ]
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To our cosmos. Or, well, Boothill's in this case. I'm apparently alive in his timeline.
[ Which, neat. But also, great... more work to be done. ]
You could traverse the stars or settle on one of the many habitable planets. We've got quite a few to choose from, and I have the means to make sure you'd be comfortable.
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[ Sirs? Hello? Don't like that. 'Daan you're doomed to death too' that happens regardless of where I pick my canonpoint. ]
...
I'm afraid it's not that simple if only because I have... unfinished business, and it would be incredibly difficult to try to settle roots in some-place so far away and new.
[ Unfortunately he's lawful and thinks about things like, idk, citizenship, actually trying to make a normal living... ]