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thesphererp2019-02-05 11:30 pm
of_bokthersa) wrote in thesphererp2019-02-05 11:30 pm
01: A thought (voice: TheOtter)
I find it interesting that ever so suddenly things are beginning to become unraveled. Suddenly, once people who are new and different arrive. Perhaps I've been around nobles too long, but it seems to me as if someone was waiting for just this moment to do whatever it is that they're doing.
The local's darker turn is interesting too. It takes a good bit of charisma to cause so many to defend one's honor so. I'm certain I could never do it. And yet, forgoing coin out of loyalty, or so one would suspect. After all, to many a merchant, coin is coin no matter who is offering it.
It should be very interesting to see where things go from here.
The local's darker turn is interesting too. It takes a good bit of charisma to cause so many to defend one's honor so. I'm certain I could never do it. And yet, forgoing coin out of loyalty, or so one would suspect. After all, to many a merchant, coin is coin no matter who is offering it.
It should be very interesting to see where things go from here.
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The blush, however, brought a satisfied smirk to his lips. Making Alec embarrassed was almost a past time at this point. It emphasized an innocence in the man that Seregil couldn't help but admire - and want to sully in a way.]
Let that be a lesson to you then; always be thorough in your investigation.
[He couldn't deny that the whole even sounded exactly like something he'd do. Stripping down was a common occurrence for Lord Seregil; at least it was back before he'd picked up Alec. Now there were more pressing matters than keeping up his debaucherous behavior. There was Alec to train and Watcher business to attend to. Especially with the war coming on fast.
But it was good to know he'd return to such outrageous behavior one day. In a way, it had its own subtle charm.]
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In any case, I'm not sure it's entirely healthy to hide magic inside yourself like that. You never seem to have trouble with talismans or protection charms, but they're not inside of you. That's the only reason I asked you to use more caution in the future.
[That, and perhaps he wasn't entirely past his Dalnan prudishness when it came to public displays of nudity.]
Damn, this...Talí, I've left the screws on that table next to you. Could you hand me two, please?
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[The comment was an airy thing that dismissed Alec's concerns about his magic dysfunction. Concerned he may be, but Seregil got the feeling that there was more the Dalnan prudishness at play than anything else.
It was disturbing how easily Seregil replied to Alec's calling him that word. Instead of saying anything or pausing, he simply reached over to grab the screws and handed them to him. He didn't even move from his all-too-close proximity to the other man. Seregil had always been one for physical contact and a lack of proximity when it came to those who were trusted in his orbit. That wouldn't stop with the situation they'd found themselves in.]
What do you think of the people on that counsel?
[He had his own opinions already, especially about Max, but Alec's was just as important to him.]
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I'm not sure I've seen enough of them to form a solid opinion. They seem to care, but I'm not certain it's genuine. So I suppose I'm still just waiting to see?
[Alec slipped the silver cover back over the appliance and turned the thing over. Rather than ask Seregil for the screws again, he leaned sideways over the man's lap, sprawled across to the bedside table. Screws in hand, he sat up again, and set back to work.]
Have you heard something I haven't?
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He squashed the thought by turning to look at the toaster and its silver reflective surface.
It wasn't Alec's fault; he reminded himself; Alec was doing nothing that hadn't been ordinary and natural just days before. They'd always had a type of intimacy about them that was their own, and everything had been perfectly fine there. There had been issues, of course, but those were his own. They were the fancies of a man who fell too quickly and too deeply for another man who he could never reach in that way. And he didn't want to. At least that's what he kept telling himself that he was fine so long as he had a place, somewhere, in Alec's heart.
But since their meeting here there was a pull. It was as if Alec were carefully untying the strings that held his heart at bay. The old reminders were starting not to be enough - every time Alec called him his talí, his beloved, a string came undone and it took more force to put it back in place.]
I've spoken with Max; he's the one who runs that black market of theirs.
[He carefully kept his voice even, casual almost.]
It's possible he'll be asking about night work.
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[As if they weren't busy already. Simply trying to figure this place out was work, and Alec wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea of burgling anything he didn't fully understand. Seregil had only himself to blame for that, too; he'd set Alec to task on locks so often, it instilled something like a compulsion in the boy. He had to learn it, practice it, master it, before he put it into practical use.
But the appliance was whole once more. At least, Alec assumed it was. There were no wayward parts on the bed, and he had a fairly deft memory, so of it functioned before, it should function again.
Alec eyed their dressers, and gave Seregil's knee a light squeeze as he rolled out of their bed and made way to kneel before his own drawers.]
Come on, there has to be more than one way into these things. Maybe we can interrupt or bypass what's powering them. We can figure it out between the two of us.
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[The truth was that they didn't. They could live without nightrunning here - but who would want to? Since Skala and becoming a Watcher it had become more a part of who he was. The danger and adventure were as much what kept him going as the blood in his veins.
The squeezing of his knee was a surprise, and it brought him up a bit too quickly, eyeing Alec with a measured look before it was gone.]
You sound like you have more knowledge about these things than me these days.
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[Alec offered Seregil a soft smile and then turned his attention to the dresser.]
Their reliance on electric could be a boon, in fact. We may not get anywhere while the locks are being powered, but perhaps cutting the electric would give us a way to open them manually. It's too much to hope that disabling the power would open them for us immediately, but...
[It was just musing while Alec pondered the mechanism, jamming his nails into the openings and tugging, trying to find some leeway for tools. Even if they had to make new kits for this nonsense, figuring a way in seemed the most important first step.]
You didn't happen to find picks in that black market of yours, did you?
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[There's a part of him that's a bit concerned that this is one lock they can't pick. Before Alec arrived, he'd tried everything with his. Nothing managed to work.
Still, he would let Alec work with it a while and see what came up. It would give him a reprieve from the thoughts haunting him regarding the other man.
He tossed him his roll, the same one that Alec would recognize from home. After all, he didn't leave the house without it (even when going to the Street of Lights), so it had been on his person when he'd arrived.]
From what I can gather they seem rather impregnable. A damned nuisance if you ask me.
[Only because he couldn't get into them. Though he couldn't say he wasn't impressed.]