Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[abnormalizes]

This is Evangeline! Sorry, I'm a little busy right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!

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[abnormalizes]

Mm. Glad it’s not worse, then.

…Is there anything I can do about the breakdown?

[splittingheadache]

...

I'm not sure, to be honest with you. I -
I do not handle these... well. But I also don't... have them as others do.

[He looks down at his tea, then, thinking about it... then looks at his hands, holding onto his tea.

For some reason, his vision darts across his hands, as if he's looking at lots of little... somethings on them -
And he opts to place his tea on the table, slowly and gently.]

... Would you... hold my hands, perhaps? Just -
Just that.... please.

[Still looking at his hands - it's clear he's seeing... things.
Whatever they are.]

[abnormalizes]

[Without hesitation, she reaches for his hands and gives him a squeeze.]

I’ve got you. It’s going to be okay.

leaves u these tags as a lil treat for the mornin

[splittingheadache]

[Her hands are taken in return with quite a bit more hesitation - but from the jerky way he goes about it, it seems almost more like he's trying not to get anything on her.

And once they're holding hands properly, he lets out a little sigh. Not one of relief -
But a sigh nonetheless.]

... Thank you. It, ah -
Hasn't... changed anything. But it's much easier to tell it isn't real, seeing you so unaffected...

delicious

[abnormalizes]

I'm here and fine.

[Whole and smiling. She squeezes his hands again.]

Would a photo help, or is that affected by hallucinations too?

[splittingheadache]

Oh, no - just this is fine. A photo won't make it go away, but as I said - you seem unaffected by it... that's good enough.
My visions just get so messy when something's wrong; that's become one of my only means of gauging such a thing.

In fact, it's so bad, my scar's reopened.

[Which it most certainly has not. But the tone makes it clear he knows he's just seeing things - his scar's as healed as it's ever been.]

... I cannot believe that, after everything, you are okay with sitting on my sofa in my living room.
Doesn't it worry you? That I could do that again?

[abnormalizes]

You'd need a reason to. And if you had a reason you would let me know.

...Right? You're not still mad?

[If he is, he's doing a very good job of hiding it.]

[splittingheadache]

I am no longer mad. You've nothing to worry about - at least from that perspective.
Rather bold to assume a madman needs a reason to do anything, though.

Or have you somehow convinced yourself I'm well after everything I've done to you?

[... Despite his words, he's squeezing her hands like he's afraid she'll let go.]

[abnormalizes]

You definitely have some issues that you could stand to work on, for sure. But attacking people for no reason isn't one of them.

[She squeezes his hands tightly in return. She's right here.]

[splittingheadache]

As if these are problems one could simply talk out.
I fed upon you like an animal, Evangeline. What good would "working on it" be?

[He's... gonna scoot a little closer, if she'll let him.
He just wants to be close. That's all he wants.
He doesn't dare ask for anything else.]

... I'm not known for attacking without reason, however. You're right about that.
For now.

There's no saying I won't someday hallucinate something so awful that I act upon it. Orange magicians are ostracized for a reason.

[abnormalizes]

[She leans against his side, affectionately. Companionably.]

If you're attacking me because of a hallucination, I'll restrain you before you can do anything you'll regret.

[splittingheadache]

...

[Okay, fine, he'll... risk it. Opting to just lean his head on her shoulder, careful of the sharp horns he once tried to impale her with.]

I do want to believe you could. But do you have anything that could restrain the strength of a Grim Reaper?
Mere ropes or chains wouldn't nearly hold strong enough.

You'd need some sort of industrial-sized glue trap for giant rats like myself.

[abnormalizes]

[She reaches over with one hand, making sure not to let go of his with the other, and gently plays with his hair.]

I was thinking I would break your legs and made sure they healed funny? ...Which is kind of a brutish way of going about it, but you're right in that I don't have any chains that could keep you. And I would get you a healer as soon as you had calmed down?

[splittingheadache]

...

[Lifting his head again, purely just to blink at her once or twice.
With, of course, the worst possible observation he could make:]

... A bit like the film Misery?
Though, I suppose the mental wellness would be obviously flipped, in our instance...

[abnormalizes]

Never heard of it. What's it about?

[is she going to regret asking]

[splittingheadache]

An author crashes his car in a snowstorm, and awakens to find he's not just heavily injured, but taken in by a nurse who claims to be the number one fan of his books.
During his stay with her, she gets the man addicted to painkillers, and lordes them over his head so that he'll share the manuscript with the next book in his series... and she disapproves, forcing him to rewrite it.

But the important thing is - at some point he manages to escape, but is caught once more. To keep him from being able to escape again, she destroys his legs with mallets so that he'd be unable to walk and be forced rely on her forever.

Though, if I recall correctly, she used an axe on them in the book proper... but as this was a film adaption, there was little they could do about their main actor needing to keep his foot.

[if she doesn't regret asking then she may want to look into herself a little bit and figure out why that is]

[abnormalizes]

[Unfortunately, she does not regret it, nor does she stop playing with his hair.]

Huh. Doesn't sound like the kind of thing I'd watch for fun, personally.

[splittingheadache]

... Not a fan of horror?

[Asked as he leans against her again, happy to just let her play with his hair as she pleases.]

I suppose it makes sense - you lived much worse horrors day-to-day back in your own world.
Why would you want to watch it for entertainment, too?

But I suppose this means you wouldn't want to watch any with me, then...

[abnormalizes]

I like monster movies!

...Not for being scared of them reasons. Mostly for thinking the monsters are hot. But I'd still watch those with you if you wanted?

[Alternating between playing with his hair and scritching around the base of his horns.]

[splittingheadache]

I'd be happy to watch anything with you, Evangeline - monsters or... otherwise. It's, ah...
Mmm.

[Hang on, please hold - he's never had anyone do that for his horns before??
Thoughts are on pause, considering this is basically an itch he did not realize he had.

If he had a tail, it'd be wagging. Hell, if he was a dog, he'd be slowly lifting his foot like he intends to kick it -
Instead, he's bringing his hand up completely unconsciously like he intends to scratch it, himself.

Truly, she is a master of nonhumans.]

[abnormalizes]

[Oh, scritch more?? You got it.]

Movie night would be fun! I'd really like that with you.

[splittingheadache]

Mm... I-
I agree, I'd enjoy that quite a bit...!

[Like he's enjoying this scritches, in fact.
He's starting to lean on her further... if they're not careful, he honestly might just topple into her lap -]

[abnormalizes]

[scritchscritchscritchscritch]

I like spending time with you! Even when we're not fucking, shocking as that may be.

[splittingheadache]

Ah - but I like it when we do that, too...

[Cheat Code That Makes Louis Say Things Without Thinking apparently unlocked!!

He's leaning partway towards her lap, now, as if he wants to lay in it but has just enough self control to not do so fully.]

[abnormalizes]

I do too, but it goes without saying!

[She pats her lap invitingly. You know you want to lay here.]