[video]

[scotch_egg]

[when he appears he looks more like an unmade bed than usual. His eyes are red rimmed and bloodshot. There's an obvious hotel room behind him and more than one empty bottle of something someone with a heart condition really shouldn't be drinking-- and it shows]

Congratulations,

You win. You've got it all. Magic, reincarnation, astral fucking projection for all I know. You don't really belong in this normal world, you're not just another bloody sheep, you're something better. Something more.

Good for you and I hope it doesn't blow up in your bloody face.

'Bye.

[and he hangs up. Or at least covers the phone with his hand which is the same thing]

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[darkenedmoon]

[And for Yotsuyu's part, she snorts. The joke isn't that funny, and she can't help but frown a little. On one hand, she can understand the desire to be alone, but from how much is absent from his glassy little friend, there, she's not quite happy about it.]

That's not the point, you know. I'm aware that you likely give no shits, as they say, about this, but! You are one of the few folks I can stand, and I'll be right cross if you disappear without a trace!

[She makes a sour face for a moment.]

I shan't come blustering down there, but could you at least let me know where you are? If only an exchange of numbers or some bloody thing? I won't go blathering it to all and sundry, either.

[One thing Yotsuyu does pride herself on is being discreet.]

[scotch_egg]

Hm. Thanks. You're not bad yourself.

[even if she hardly bloody knew him. That was fine]

I'll give you my number when I can see straight. [which might not be for another few hours]

[darkenedmoon]

Do not mistake my approval for an overabundance of sentimentality--we do not know each other that well. However, you have a keen mind and sense, two things of which I approve.

[That and if Yotsuyu's ever been good at making friends, she might have more of them. It at least appears that they can tolerate each other...]

You had better, or I shall come track you down. [No, she's not precisely sure how, but Yotsuyu really isn't above using the resources at hand...]

[scotch_egg]

[the text is sent much later]

for fucks sake, what is it with everyone stalking me these days? isn't there such a thing as distance anymore? i'm tired of being henpecked and smothered for my own bloody good.

leave me alone.

[darkenedmoon]

Were I stalking you, I promise it would be far more involved. And you likely would not know it.

But, as you wish.

[at least he gave her a damn text. she'll try to get in touch at some point, but it's unlikely to be soon.]

[scotch_egg]

[that just creeps him right the hell out. Enough to alert the monitor he's hooked up to and to lose his phone privileges.

Right. No more companionable talks. Everything is going to be just business from here on out. He doesn't know if it's New Yorkers or Americans or Different or what but he cannot deal with it]