Following your social media profiles, going through your pictures several years back? Collecting remnants of you from wherever you go, to keep for their own purposes? Following you while you're out and about, merely because they saw you, but keeping several step backs so as not to be seen? Recording every single phone conversation to be played back whenever they wish? Bothering friends and family so that they know your schedule without having to ask you, directly? Going into your place of work when you're off the clock merely to see what your day is like? Looking you up over the internet to have a record of your adresses, including the home you were raised within? Tapping your phone lines so that they may listen into your conversations for their own sick curiosity? Peering through your blinds in the darkness of night so that they may watch you go about your nightly routines? Planting a bug in your car or your purse so they know exactly where you are at all times?
Perhaps, but I enjoy doing my own research. Orange core, remember. That, and what if I wish to surprise you with something? I can't very well surprise you if I ask you for material, can I?
"that seems like something he would know about, sure"
I mean. I honestly don't know what healthy friendships are supposed to look like. But you make me feel special and valuable, and I remind you that your feelings matter, so that's probably healthy, right?
Well... alright, if we wish to get into the weeds with it - From a psychological standpoint, absolutely not. My side of it, at least. Many therapists would be horrified at the way I speak of you and treat you - they'd want me evaluated. And a psychologist would likely have a field day studying me.
However... compared to how I used to be, I would say it is a large improvement. So in that way, on its own, I would consider it... Healthy enough.
...Well, better than before is great, and I like how you're starting to open yourself up to friendship with people besides just me. I'd definitely be concerned if your altar was a person who was a dick to you...
... To be honest, there's a very fair chance that may have been the case, had you not been someone I met on my very first day here in Ellipsa. Friendship is...
New to me. In a sense. I am, admittedly, still learning what makes a good friend. Thus far, you hold the highest bar I have.
Speaking from a therapeutic standpoint, I believe having you in my life has been good for me - And speaking from... a more normal standpoint, I've enjoyed spending time with you, too.
[This time, he's just doing it to be a little shit. It's funny.]
... Stating the obvious, but you're important to me, as well. Thank you. ... For taking me seriously, I mean - I know my thoughts and feelings tend to be an incomprehensible mess, but that you take me seriously means... quite a bit to me.
I know you wouldn't. That is why I'm thanking you - You're one of the few.
[...]
As an Orange magician, it's... normal. To be dismissed. Many of us are raving loons, spewing nonsense and speaking in tongues; I'm a rarity in my lucidity and ability to maneuver through the world, despite the sensory nightmare I'm constantly bombarded with.
And so, it's valuable to me that you never dismiss me.
...? Have I... not told you? Of the effects my Orange magic bears on me? Currently, in my eyes, you're interwoven of tapestry fibers and what look to be small flowers [- reaching out, here, to touch a part of her suit that's probably a flower" -] and the walls seem to be vibrating. Perhaps swirling. Maybe speaking? I can't tell. Yawning, void-like.
[He's sure he has told her - he did ask if she was real, when they met - but still... it feels worth it to point out the depths of it, regardless.]
Or - do you mean the dismissal? Either way, both are to be excpected. As I said... I'm an Orange magician. That is simply life in the face of such a fact.
I believe you to be beautiful because you are. Not once have my nonstop, horrific hallucinations ever bastardized the look of your eyes - And from there, I can still parse shapes enough to tell your face is lovely, and your curves are divine.
I...
I'm surprised I've never told you of them, however. But... that is my life, day-to-day - they change, but they'll always be some shade of incomprehensible to most aside from myself. Frankly, I have no idea what Ellipsa truly looks like. ... Or anyone that I've met, here.
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