[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]

Comments

[scotch_egg]

[he snorts at that. Not that he doesn't believe him, but there's a difference between good and effectual and he's never been very good at the latter.

Their relationship, though, such as it was-- He's not a good enough man to keep it going. There doesn't seem much point. But he is confident that over time it will cease to matter. Two people who looked at each other like that didn't need anyone else]

Good night, Fell.

[temptationaccomplished]

Good night, Alec. Mind how you go.