AUDIENCE FOR: Emet-Selch

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Most of the people here suit me fine. I like people.

[ absently, as they run a finger around the rim of their glass. ] Lup's fun. Mollymauk is, too. Tieflings're always fun. Estelle's a sweetheart.

[ktiseos]

Of course you would get along with him.

[he mutters, as he takes a drink.]

...I suppose I do not object to any of them.

[guestservices]

[ oh amused. ]

Glad we've got the same taste. [ like, very amused. ] Sounds like you like a certain kind of person, though, so it's not surprising.

[ktiseos]

A certain kind of person tends to insist upon bothering me.

[huffs.]

I enjoy Harrowhark's company, as well.

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You said you liked persistent people.

[ just! saying!!

and, ah. there's a little affection in their voice: ] I do too. Smart as a whip, that one.

[ktiseos]

So she is. It is refreshing, I must admit.

[he says as if he knew zero smart people before]

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[ emet really just out here erasing percy ]

Why, because she's not full of mischief? That's bullshit, she's got a streak. I can tell.

[ktiseos]

[yeah that's on purpose!]

So long as she does not turn it on me, we shall continue to get along.

[guestservices]

Hahaha. We'll see.

[ they're amused, there, too - like they're laughing at a private joke. but: ] You seem to be in better spirits, you know. How're you feeling, from earlier in the weekend?

[ktiseos]

...it comes and goes. I feel fine now, however, save for the ache.

[the obvious, like, broken arm and generally being beat up.]

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Look, some of us have magic fingers who can help with that. [ they wiggle their gloved fingers. ] Eventually, but we already talked about it.

What you really should be doing is resting, big guy.

[ktiseos]

I must ask you not to phrase it in that way.

[stoppp.]

And I will rest when I am ready to.

[guestservices]

C'mon, what're you doing, besides entertaining a bird?

[ there's a little coaxing there, teasing. ] I'll read you a bedtime story.

[ktiseos]

Oh, don't be ridiculous-

[he is a full grown ancient thank you?]

Of what, pray tell.

[if it's a jokey answer he's kicking them out of his room]

[guestservices]

[ :3c ]

Well, what kind of stories do you like to hear?

[ktiseos]

One must wonder what sorts of stories a bird would have to tell.

[guestservices]

[ their demeanor softens a bit. ]

Probably ones about all the things they've taken under their wing.

[ktiseos]

[hm.

after a pause:]

Choose one, then.

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[

they point at his bed. ]

[ktiseos]

What.

[guestservices]

Bedtime story means you're in bed and resting.

[ktiseos]

[oh he gives them SUCH a look

then sighs a put-upon sigh, and lies down.]

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[ they seem very pleased with themselves, and also completely immune to this look.

they are also going to pull the blankets up over him and tuck him in, and then come and settle down cross legged on the bed. ]

See? Was that so hard?

[ktiseos]

This was hardly necessary.

[HE CAN MOVE HIS OWN BLANKETS.]

[guestservices]

You don't mind it.

[ this is a bold proclamation but they are just going with it. ]

Now... someone I took under my wing. Hmm. How about... 's a girl that I knew. One not that much younger than me, but it felt like it, sometimes. Sort of a baby bird.

[ there's an easy sense of amusement as they speak, warm. ]