IC Inbox and Misc Logs - Aefenglom

[proudofme]

In Character Inbox for Soren

"Uhh, leave me a message? This is Soren."

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2/14, after the viren incident | un: lanceylance

[loverboi]

dude... you there?

[proudofme]

Yeah? I think? How does. Go.

Yes. Send!

Whoops.

I'm here! What's up, my man?

[Soren might be failing to use a text to speech function correctly...]

[loverboi]

...are you okay

i mean even if you're not i have a question for you to answer whenever
do you just...happen to have a dad named viren

[proudofme]

I'm not good at this typing thing.[it takes him a while to respond, when he tried to get the watch to cooperate. Something to get used to, but he'll manage... eventually.]

you met him huh?
I'll say sorry now and get it outta the way

[loverboi]

are you using text to speech

also no i'm the one who should be sorry because
i panicked and told your dad that my name was soren to get out of being in debt to him
so if he sends you a bill for a cleaning fee then just forward that to me..........

3/5

[arturiarex]

[ Saber leaves a note on the door after a conversation. ]

Soren,

"juzyhyodo" pointed me toward your house and indicated that you may have a spare room available. You may reach me on the clocks at "Saber". If possible, I would like to meet in person and find out if I would be acceptable roommate.

-Saber

[proudofme]

Hey. Yeah! If Juza thinks you're cool, I'm sure you're cool.

You could come by and see if you like the place? There's toooooons of space, we could fit like a whole army in here. It's just me and Juza right now though.

Is your NAME Saber? Like a sword?

[arturiarex]

I would like that, although I'm sure the quarters are acceptable.

And yes, like the sword.

-Saber

[proudofme]

Yeah, Saber, that's definitely cool. Did you want to join the Knights of Bastion or just need a place to stay?

[arturiarex]

I am merely looking for a place to stay at this time.

-Saber

text, un: jonas.

[coherer]

Hey, man. You got a sec?

[proudofme]

Totally! What's up? Got that banner thought out or something?

[coherer]

omg I completely forgot about that. I got so distracted. My bad, man.

I'll totally take a look when I get back from this quest I'm going on. I was just wondering if you'd like to tag along. It's like outside of the bright wall, so I reaaaally don't wanna go alone.

[proudofme]

It's no rush! I'm still getting used to this place too, lots going on. [Soren is chill, don't worry. And the mention of a quest catches his immediate interest.]

I'll go with you! I'm good for protection, the Wilde I can handle. What's the mission?

[coherer]

Seriously? Just like that?

(that was... so easy, soren. relaxes, after gearing up to explain himself a ton. whew...)

That's great news, man, thank you so much. I was worried I'd have to go it alone.

This guy's partner is dying, so we have to find a flower that'll heal her. It's at some "crying tree"? I can't just let someone die if I can do smth about it, so I just need to get myself packed with a few things and I'll be ready to go.

voice...? could it be

[bloodwit]

[ it's been over two weeks, now. ]

[ following soren's initial ignoring of his phone call, which had been followed by a few demanding, and occasionally insulting, text messages in quick succession, viren had likely fell to silence. two weeks. that's long enough for him have amply contemplated soren's message, raised quite a few more questions than answers. by now, he hopes they can breach this topic reasonably (not that he isn't always reasonable, of course); or perhaps, for starters, even begin to speak with one another again. ]

[ and so, on the afternoon of the 7th, soren receives another call to his watch. pick up, it's dad! ]

[proudofme]

[Soren had finally gotten back home and passed out for a good, long while in his own bed. He'd not bothered to unpack anything or even take off his coat. When the watch comes alive in his pocket, it does wake him. Sleepily, grumbling to roll over off his chest and onto his back, he answers without looking]

What is it? [followed with a loud yawn. What a kind greeting from your son, Viren]

[bloodwit]

[ ah. the yawn does have viren wondering if soren had even bothered to look at who might be giving him a ring. (not that he isn't unaccounted to, you know, a lackadaisical familiarity from his children— but, circumstances considered...) ]

[ voice strong, ]

Where are you?

[ the yawn might have a lent a hint to that. ]

[proudofme]

[Oh. Duh, obviously it's his dad. His stern toned dad, who he very much does not want to know where he is. What's a place... what's a place his dad would not go looking for him?]

.... bro... thel?

[that was not convincing Soren, you barely know the word]

[bloodwit]

[ these neverending lies. ]

[ there goes his presumption. despite his age, viren actually isn't hard of hearing, but he has to make sure he understood that one correctly. ]

You're at a brothel?

[ 911 please confirm. ]

akshun

[bloodwit]

[ upon realization that items should be returning to the mirrorbound's possession, viren had determined to take particular precaution in ensuring he should recover whatever should come to his name -- by finding himself in the looking-glass house. ]

[ he has his staff with him, just in case (as, solely, unlikely as was to deter a swarm of bees), the tptptp of its end tapping along the ground reverbrating through the empty rooms. he's beginning to think his expedition unnecessary, peeking into every room, sharp eyes flitting to examine the darkness of every corner. nothing, nothing, nothing -- that is, of course, until he finds someone. viren stops at the entranceway to a grander room, his eyebrows furrowed with dislike, but also feeling a pang of upset at the recognition. ]

[ he keep his voice measured, for the moment, ]

... Soren?

[proudofme]

[It is, indeed, Soren. He felt compelled to come here, but he wasn't entirely sure why. To look for Claudia? For some item from home? It wasn't clear to him, it was just an impulse. He's not far from his own mirror and he feels a tug towards it. He was going to check, but...]

Dad? [A dragon stand in his way.] You looking for something?

[bloodwit]

[ viren's brief confusion is evident through his expression. he tucks one of his hands behind him at the small of his back, lifting his chin to peer at his son through narrowed eyes (it wouldn't be wrong to think the look as one of suspicion, even if he were to consider soren doing something similar -- he wouldn't have reason to look here, would he?). ]

I am.

[ the grip on his staff tightens. ]

Last year, the Mirrorbound received their items through the Looking-Glass House. I wanted to be certain that the same wouldn't also be true this year.

[proudofme]

I felt drawn here. Wonder if that's why-? [Soren mutters, but off by a sharp sound down the hall. Towards where his mirror was... and where Viren's also hung nearby. A noise like metal falling onto the ground, rolling, clattering, then stopping flat.

He can only think of one thing that might be like that, arriving for his father to find.]

... that might be for you. [Soren is moving towards it, since it's also towards his mirror, feeling compelled by more than just the curiosity. He does stop in his tracks, when it comes into view what arrived. A twisted, mangled crown of Katolis, stained with blood. Soren holds his breath, he doesn't say anything.]

[bloodwit]

[ viren doesn't either have long to reflect on soren's inquiry, interrupted by a clang of metal as they are. he turns sharply in the noise's direction, almost alarmed that something should be speculated as for him, yet his son moving for it first (yet not realizing he's pulled more than anything). ]

[ soren comes within view of it, and viren had paused, expectantly for it to be withheld. but that soren stops has his brow furrowing with confusion, pushing past him with a sort of impatience. ]

What is-?

[ but he also comes to a halt, expression falling to one of shock. he looks to soren, this time genuinely imploring for an answer. ]