justice_is_blond | IC Contact Post

Entry tags:

IC Contact Post - Scorched

[It clicks on and there's a pause.]

And now... Hello? I'm assuming you're trying to reach me. By the Forge. So you talk now, or not now, you talk when I'm done talking, and then I'll get the message and I'll respond as quickly as possible.

[There's another pause.]

Oh! Anders. I'm Anders. You have reached Anders, please leave a message for me.

[There's another click as the message ends.]

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

That would be wonderful....

Then we are agreed.

Yes.

So... until later then... Justice?

As you say.

[Click.]

[...what was that voice mail message even.]

[No, never mind. It's not important.]

Anders, I'm afraid I must request your presence at the Order headquarters tonight. It's a bit of an urgent matter.

[Medieval man meets machine, basically.]

All right. I'm on my way. What's going on?

[ANY OTHER TIME...Isley would laugh at the message. Any other time. Sigh.]

It's Yaha. He's unstable and my presence is doing little to make things better. You know him, Anders, and seeing as how I have ordered him to move out of my home, but have given him pass to stay within the Order headquarters for a few days, I can only trust you with the charge of the building and that elf.

[He may sound a touch...exasperated. It's been a trial dealing with Yaha's tantrums.]

Try not to break anything as I have? The door to the Mess Hall is...well, you will see when you arrive.

[It's kind of missing. :| Because he threw Yaha through it.]

...Watch Yaha for a few days? Just me and him at the headquarters?

[His voice is full of dread.]

I've no doubt the building will still be intact, or as intact as it is now. I'm just not sure if I'll be intact.

For tonight, or a few days if you think that is necessary. I trust your judgment, and I trust that you'll be fine. Physically, at least. He won't harm you, will he?

As for mentally...

[Hm.]

It's an order, but I will still find a way to make it up to you. Yaha is quite the handful. I think that it is fair I demonstrate my gratitude when this is all said and done.

I don't think he will. I pissed him off being honest about Fenris, but Justice is still inside me no matter how angry Yaha is. And now that there's no other mages from my world here, there aren't any other possible hosts.

[There's a sigh.]

It's an order. I'll be there.

...He has been drinking.

[So has Isley, but for various reasons he isn't quite as poorly off as the elf.]

You should be able to subdue him.

If things get out of hand, contact me. If I am unable to come, I will send Rigaldo.

You have my thanks, Anders. I'm sorry if this has interfered with anything you had planned.

That's good to know, at least. And I can cast paralysis if need be. I'm just not sure what all he can do. But I'll let you know if he... if I need backup. And it'll be all right.

Presently, Yaha seems to have taken a liking to illusions. A testament to his instability.

I think what he needs is reassurance. It would be easier to determine if I... [Cared?] Well, at any rate, there is that. The illusions.

I'll keep my Forge with me. Good luck.

Illusions? Ones he's making, or seeing? Can he even make them?

[He really hopes the answer is no, but his luck is never that good.]

Reassurance.

[That's the voice of a doomed man, Isley. Someone knows he sucks at comforting.]

Let's give that a shot.

He seems to be able to craft them. I've only seen Orsino so far, and a wall that may have been thrown up in an effort to keep me from leaving the kitchen. He was quite miserable that I suggested you see him like he is.

[Or was. A bloodied and psychotic mess.]

You will do just fine, though. I have complete confidence in you, Anders.

[What doom? Isley ignores doom! Go, fight, win!]

[There's a short silence. Illusions and compulsions are hard things to break through even when one knows they're there. He's going to have to be alert the entire time.]

I really can't imagine why. He's got to know that I don't exactly have a high opinion of someone who only wants to use me.

[His voice is resigned. He already said he'd do it, so...]

I'll do what I can.

I believe it is because of Justice that he worries, but you may be able to use that to your advantage tonight.

Anyway, please try to keep from breaking anything. That includes him...and, of course, yourself. I'll be very cross if harm comes to you for whatever reason.

[Yeah, see, he actually means that, because you're useful to him, mage, and you're also someone he manages to have decent conversations with.]

I'll contact you in the morning to check in with you if I don't hear back before then.

[He disconnects.]

TO MY LORD, THE MOST REVEREND AND DIVINELY LOVED SPIRIT, THE GODS GRANT PEACE AND VIRTUE UPON YOU MOST OF ALL.

TO HIS BODY, NAY FRIEND, TO HIS CHERISHED COMPANION, NAY BROTHER, HIS VESSEL, NAY GUARDIAN, HIS CONSCIENCE AND SOUL: to ANDERS.

I wish you well, Justice and Anders. I write this now in hopes that there can be amends to what has happened between us. Words and actions spilled upon the ground and air that cannot easily be taken back. Stating but madness to blame is granting too easily a kindness and forgiveness. It is but an excuse to curse these lips and writings, so I shall mention it but in passing. I wish for you now to see before us the chance to start anew with the coming of winter that will freeze the actions of the past and have them remain forgotten. The actions will rot beneath the snow and turn to nothing come to spring. I hope that my meaning is understood and that you will grant me this one wish, even though I have wished much upon you and found them granted more often than naught. This is all that I have the ability to spare but know more rests in my heart, but it is being strangled with guilt and regret. So allow these words to be the start.

Farewell, my all.

First of all, don't think I didn't notice you put body there first. And vessel. That says a lot that I should have noticed before.

[He sounds displeased.]

I'm not forgetting what you did. You trapped me, kept me there, even though I was saying no. That's wrong. Utterly, completely wrong. And then you were pleased when you were able to start... start... no. No, Yaha.

Your meaning is that you don't want consequences for your actions, but you didn't care that I said no, and that's a line that no one should cross.

It is not what you are completely to him, however. You are as his brother, guardian, conscience and soul, Anders. Please, do not forget those words.

[ Why is this not working as Yuui said that it would? ]

I speak that I would not allow such a thing to happen once more. My mind and heart were in chaos with one another. Simple words would simply not enter them, and it is not that I do not wish for consequences... I have already experienced them... I lost the ability of an arm which brought me joy. Using the other... it feels wrong. Please, understand that I suffered, too.

In chaos? You were saying that you would keep me there for a week, Yaha! A week! When I clearly wanted out! And then your actions said the same thing, nuzzling... No!

If your arm is broken, bring it to the Clinic, but your suffering was not inflicted by me, and mine was inflicted by you. You could have stopped, and you didn't. I don't forgive you, I'm not going to forget it. I don't trust you at all now. You've proven that I can't.

I would not really, nor truly, Anders. I wanted to keep you safe. Orsino had died and he is the strongest mage which I have ever known... In that moment, I would rather keep you locked up and safe than out where you could die.

You have never been insane, have you, Anders? Never tasted a moment of madness and found that your actions were right and could see nothing that would cause you to stop?

What you did was not right in any way, shape, or form, and you were not keeping me safe. You wanted to keep me prisoner. You said as much, don't even try to deny it. You didn't want to live alone. You decided to keep me so you weren't lonely. It wasn't any sort of protection, and there's no excuse for it. None.

Anders, please... I love you as a near and dear friend.

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 3 of 10

IC Contact Post - Scorched

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Backdated to 21/11/2012

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

text;

Voice

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;