Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[abnormalizes]

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[abnormalizes]

Oh. -Oh, that - that makes more sense. Me becoming a part of you is...

That... kind of makes me happy?

[It's a very bewildered kind of happiness, and she's questioning herself, but.]

I think - that I would like to always be with you, in some way.

[splittingheadache]

I would, too - why else do you think I'm resorting to lows like bread that is just flavored like you?

[Yeah. He was ecstatic, happy, thrilled to have the bread - but now that they're discussing the real thing, it's a "low".]

I want for something better - something more harmless, yet more personal... but what else is there?
The moment something kills me in this world, and I'm forced to revive... all that was interwoven within me would be lost.
I wish I could promise that would never happen, but as a Grim Reaper - especially an Orange magician - the possibility only goes as low as twenty percent.

[...]

Probably. I can't do math, but I'm going to assume that's a fair estimate.

[abnormalizes]

Well, I mean... You're a spring, right? You can heal wounds.

My heart would be out of the question, but a chunk of arm or something could be fixed right up.

[What the hell is she suggesting.]

1/2; againnn

[splittingheadache]

...

[He actively reels back at the suggestion, blinking at her with surprise and alarm.

...

And a little interest, but he quickly shakes that out of his head.]

No - no. No, that is out of the question entirely.
Did you miss the part where I said I would rather become part of a train's wheels than harm you again?

I would rather --

2/2;

[splittingheadache]

-- Mm! What of something such as...

[Putting the loaf gently in its bag again, putting it gently to the side.
And then he rolls up his sleeve, looking at her with big wide eyes as he shows her...

His tattoo.]

...?

[abnormalizes]

...You want to get a tattoo of me?

[That's also touching, in a way less weird way than the cannibalism.]

[splittingheadache]

No, no... not something so simple as that, no.
Blood and ashes can both be mixed into tattoo ink with ease.

[...

He is, in fact, suggesting they bleed her a little to add to ink. For a tattoo.
The ashes part is more of a fun aside - that would need him to harm her, which, again, no.

But surely blood would be fine, right?]

Likely, I would come up with a design of my own preference, but based upon elements of yourself... tattoos aren't something we lose upon dying here in Ellipsa, are they?
They are, back among the dead... but if I can keep a tattoo without issue, here in Ellipsa...

[abnormalizes]

I don't think so! It couldn't hurt to try, and I don't mind bleeding a little for it.

-And I kind of want to know what design you'd come up with, now that you've brought it up.

[splittingheadache]

Well... to be honest with you, small designs such as this are something I enjoy whipping up from time to time.
I recently designed the business cards for the three of us in Victoria Housekeeping, for example...

Which isto say, of course, that you can trust whatever I design to look beautiful and fit you perfectly.
I was thinking... something a bit like a seal of your own?

[Pausing. Thinking.]

Have either I or Chipp shown you one of our seals yet?

[abnormalizes]

I've seen his! It's super cool, I'd love to have one of my own!

[splittingheadache]

Then your own, you shall have! And I will have it tattooed upon me to remain for as long as I can keep it!
Are there any themes in particular you would like me to focus on?

[Anoooother pause, and he digs out his notebook from his bag - something he's already gone and burned his own seal into, flipping to the back page where it remains and showing it to her.]

This is mine, for the record.

[abnormalizes]

Ohhh, super cool. For me... stars and dahlias are my big go-tos?

[splittingheadache]

Beautiful choices; I'm a fan of dahlias, myself. Perhaps not my favorite flower...
That will always fall to the dandelion.

But they rank quite high on the list, regardless.

[He's also going to jot that down in his notebook, since he has it out!]

Anything else you can think of? Or do I have full artistic liberty?

[abnormalizes]

I want to see what you decide represents me.

[Also the only other thing she can think of is her eye symbol from Chipp's helmet and she's not suggesting that.]

[splittingheadache]

Hmhmhm~ Consider it done, then. In just a few days, I will bring you a design for you to evaluate.

[A pause, and he taps his cheek with the end of his pen.]

... Would you prefer that I am mature with it?

[abnormalizes]

...I think that if you made me a seal that was supposed to be as cool as yours and Chipp's, and you drew like a dick on it or something, my feelings would be a tiny bit hurt...

[splittingheadache]

...

I could easily make a dick look as cool as my own seal...

[Muttered, of course.]

Fine, then, fine - I will be mature. It will be stunning and beautiful and without anything you may consider flaws -
As you rightly deserve.

[abnormalizes]

Thank you, honeybug.

[Cheek kiss!]

.......I'm morbidly curious about the bread now.

[splittingheadache]

[The kiss gets him to perk back up instantly, of course, because he is nothing if not a sucker for affection in all forms -
And he picks up that loaf of bread, taking it back out of its bag.]

Do you wish to try it...? Is that what you suggest?
I'll happily allow you to indulge, if you'd like.

[abnormalizes]

[She tears off a small piece of bread, takes a deep breath, and then puts it in her mouth. Chews.]





...Honestly, I'm just okay. Like I don't know what I was expecting from raw unseasoned meat.

[splittingheadache]

Just okay...?

[Somehow he sounds?? Offended??? He's even frowning about the idea.]

... I suppose that would be how others would think of it, hmm. Raw, unseasoned meat... how...
Lacking in romantics.

At least dress up the terms you use, if you must disparage your own flavor in such a way.

[abnormalizes]

It's... um.... I could be nice with some pepper?

[splittingheadache]

[SIGHING.]

... Fine. This would be something that you wouldn't quite understand, regardless... I'll allow you this one.

[But he's also going to take a piece of that bread for himself as he talks, smiling as he pops it into his mouth.]

- I'll have you know, though, that for me, it's divine.

[abnormalizes]

I'm glad you're enjoying it so much. It makes me happy to see you happy, no matter how weird your happiness happens to be.

[splittingheadache]

Hmhm~ That's all that matters to me, in the end! My happiness may be strange and incomprehensible to those around me...
But so long as it's harmless, I would hope my most beloved people would support it, regardless!

[Said with what is, perhaps, the cutest little laugh he's ever let out, holding that loaf close again like it's returned to its rightful place as The Most Precious Thing.]