[They haven't talked since the shadows took over the city, and caused a calamitous near-miss of an interaction between their Natural Souls. Five's been dying to reach back out again to try and clear the air, but of course, Kateria had other ideas... And now he has two reasons to contact his fellow duplicate.
He doesn't overthink it, just tosses a few text messages Four's way. There is perhaps some arrogance and overconfidence in the way he's handling this, subconsciously bolstered by the notion that he can't really fuck this up.]
[This side of Celestial Shadows, Four has come to realize how much of his behavior was driven by sheer fear and anxiety, rather than any actual logical decision-making. With that clarity, he's also come to realize that Five probably wasn't attacking him that night in the alleyway, but he's spent so long convinced it was the case that it's been difficult to let go of his paranoia about it. And now it's simply been long enough that reaching out has felt awkward, and to do what? Apologize? Four didn't exactly do anything wrong, either. It was just... unfortunate.
There's an ominousness to Five breaking the silence first like this.]
[Oh. Well... There may have been (aka there totally was) a part of that pursuit where Five was thinking of attacking him? But Four doesn't need to know that, actually.]
Yeah, I kinda figured as much. Listen, I'm happy to just forget about the whole incident if you are.
Excellent. I love when an elephant is easily addressed.
But uh, yeah. So... Our apartment may be currently kind of... Inside of the disgusting wall of meat that's taken over a significant chunk of the city? So. Any chance you'd be up for having a few temporary roommates?
[Four pauses, considering. There's certainly too much room for just him at the rowhouse, with Elan gone... maybe it would be good to have other people there. Depending on how many "roommates" there are, there should be enough room. They can have Elan's.]
[Okay he did NOT expect that ready of an agreement?? Not that he can really complain...]
THANK YOU, I was staring down the barrel of possibly having to stay at the Valentia again. Crashing at your place sounds like a WAY better time <3 even if I do have to drag Jamil along...
["Missing" Elan has made Four realizes he actually prefers companionship to isolation, even if he's unsure how to express that much of the time. He's evolved from houseplant to the next stage: Malleus Draconia.
Though, back up--Five did say "a few" roommates. Perhaps Four should have gotten more details before he'd agreed.]
You can use his old room. How many people are you bringing?
[The GUND-bit can stay in Four's room as it's turned into his pet roomba (unfortunately) and who knows how it will react to having guests. However, on that note...]
There isn't enough space for everyone to have their own room.
[Three to four people (since Four isn't aware Jamil doesn't count) means at least someone will have to share, potentially including himself. Which maybe wouldn't be awful.]
[If the GUND-bit really is the specter of the real Elan... It probably won't react well!]
Oh-ho. You sure you're not trying to lure me into an, and there was only one bed-type situation? ;)
My one companion is actually stuck in an extremely small form at the moment, so for now we really do only need one bed. He can sleep in a shoebox or something.
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Text; some time after The Meatening
He doesn't overthink it, just tosses a few text messages Four's way. There is perhaps some arrogance and overconfidence in the way he's handling this, subconsciously bolstered by the notion that he can't really fuck this up.]
Heyyyy, so.
Can we talk yet? About a few things?
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There's an ominousness to Five breaking the silence first like this.]
Like what?
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And after we've managed to deal with that, I may have something of a favor I need to ask.
[He's not one to beat around the bush.]
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I know you weren't attacking me last month. I wasn't in my right mind when I ran.
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Yeah, I kinda figured as much. Listen, I'm happy to just forget about the whole incident if you are.
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Was there something else?
[He'd mentioned a favor.]
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But uh, yeah. So... Our apartment may be currently kind of... Inside of the disgusting wall of meat that's taken over a significant chunk of the city? So. Any chance you'd be up for having a few temporary roommates?
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I don't mind.
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THANK YOU, I was staring down the barrel of possibly having to stay at the Valentia again. Crashing at your place sounds like a WAY better time <3 even if I do have to drag Jamil along...
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Though, back up--Five did say "a few" roommates. Perhaps Four should have gotten more details before he'd agreed.]
You can use his old room.
How many people are you bringing?
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[He doesn't love the idea of taking Prime's old room. Or being near that fucking GUND-bit, either. But, needs must...]
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There isn't enough space for everyone to have their own room.
[Three to four people (since Four isn't aware Jamil doesn't count) means at least someone will have to share, potentially including himself. Which maybe wouldn't be awful.]
You can share mine, if you need.
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Oh-ho. You sure you're not trying to lure me into an, and there was only one bed-type situation? ;)
My one companion is actually stuck in an extremely small form at the moment, so for now we really do only need one bed. He can sleep in a shoebox or something.