Adrian Tepes (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
draculabutbackwards) wrote2021-11-03 04:24 pm
draculabutbackwards) wrote2021-11-03 04:24 pmTLV Inbox
I have no idea if there's some future etiquette for this. Leave whatever message you choose?
draculabutbackwards) wrote2021-11-03 04:24 pm
no subject
[Adrian rolls onto his side to nuzzle into Rags' hair. Very gently.]
Well. Not choking. I'm alright.
[He's not.]
no subject
Don't lie to me.
no subject
I'm... optimistic. All the bits of me that aren't human fix themselves faster. I'm not saying it wasn't bad at the time, or that I didn't bring it on myself.
no subject
[He squeezes his hand tightly.]
no subject
Apparently Death is also a petty shapeshifter. I thought I was dealing with another of Father's useless lackeys, and when I realized it was the thing that decimated a village to bait me, tried to use my parents' souls as a means to its end, and killed Trevor? My judgement suffered a bit.
[He squeezes back a moment later, still drained and rattled.]
no subject
That was the thing that came after me, too.
[Somehow, knowing it had killed Adrian is enough that he wants to go back and try to gouge his eyes out again.]
no subject
Took Trevor's place, apparently. I would have guessed Father's but there wasn't much rhyme or reason.
no subject
[But that's enough death talk for the both of them.]
Well, I did talk to your friend, at least. Friend? I don't know what anyone is to you.
no subject
Friend is... apt as I suppose I could get? We knew each other a few days and most of it was horrifying.
[He is all for changing the subject.]
But you feel close to people quickly when you almost die together a few times.
no subject
But she does know you well enough.
no subject
She's devastatingly observant. I've never been quite so ruthlessly dressed down.
[Then, with a moment of hesitation.]
I met yours, too.
no subject
I - didn't expect him to come here.
no subject
I have a message for you. Up to hearing it now?
no subject
Sure. Tell me.
no subject
He bears you no ill will for your choice.
[Adrian, soft, deep voice and stilted delivery and all, doesn't need to try very hard to sound like Tal. But he's making an effort to get it right, and something of the tone survives.]
And is grateful to you, here and at home.
no subject
[Is probably the least surprising answer.]
Thanks.
no subject
Mm.
[He kisses Rags's temple.]
That's about what I think he expected you to say.
no subject
What do you think of him? He's annoying as fuck.
no subject
I thought he made for pretty pleasant company.
no subject
You would. You're both the same amount of -
[And then he realizes. He has a type.]
Oh never mind.
no subject
[He's in an affectionate mood--it seems to banish the worries and discomfort of the last few days, even if neither of them is quite up to snuff. He sits up, just a little wearily, and pats his knee for Rags to put his head on.]
Did you want me to read to you, then?
no subject
[He sits up, moving over to rest his head in his lap, letting his fingers link together on his stomach.]
no subject
The camelopardus is so called because it has the head of a camel and the spots of a pard. Its neck is like that of a horse, and its feet like those of cattle. It is from Ethiopia...
no subject
[He sits up so fast that he makes himself dizzy, blinking away the stars in his vision.]
It does not say that.
no subject
[He holds up the page, which is, unfortunately for him, in Latin. The accompanying picture may or may not be recognizable as... a giraffe.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)