✖ IC CONTACT #1

[silverking]

Well?

You're here because you have something to say, so... out with it.

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[priscilla]

Well, that's not very welcoming.

Isley?

[silverking]

Priscilla.

[ And how good it is to hear her say his name. ]

I didn't mean for it to sound unwelcoming... although, if it wards off those with nothing relevant to say, it serves its purpose.

[ His voice adopts a warmer note. ]

What is on your mind?

/DROPS IN ON YOU

[priscilla]

[Hm. Well, why beat around the bush?]

...thank you.

I mean, for. Hm. Just... thank you.

ZOMG IT'S AN A-SPIDER! QUICK, GET THE RAID!

[silverking]

You're welcome, although I feel almost as though you would have done the same for me were our unfortunate circumstances reversed.

...Speaking of which, are you feeling better now?

[ The last is spoken with a strong note of curiosity. ]

[firstinthewar.livejournal.com]

[There's a long silence, and a bit of static, and a lot of hesitation... but once she starts talking, there's no sign of reserve, or doubt.]

[Not even a little.]

At home, I'm stationed in the center of the land, near Rabona. But somehow I often found my way North. ...not that the Organization knew. They were personal trips, really, because I never did satisfy my curiosity about you. I never knew you the way I wanted to.

Of course, at home you didn't know me either. [She laughs a little, quietly.] I... didn't introduce myself. But, I lingered, from time to time. Close enough to feel your energy. Not that it's easy to miss, or hard to find. It's familiar, and comforting, in some ways.

Hm. ...you're a bit horrifying, aren't you? But probably not the worst thing in our world. It's strange how I never managed to resolve my conflicted feelings about you. Maybe it's evidence that you're right - that I never left, and that everything will be what it was, soon.

...that's why I'm leaving this to you, by the way. In case I disappear in a week, or a day. Or sooner, for that matter. I realize you're keeping your distance from me for whatever reason. But I thought I should share.

[A little pause, and her voice turns a bit lighter, now.]

I'm leaving a few messages, though, so don't let it get to your head.

[silverking]

Leaving what to me, pray tell? This business of approaching you, of hurrying along the process of our getting to know one another?

I'm not really in any rush, in case you hadn't noticed, Priscilla.

However, I do wish to learn more about you, as I am certain you want to know more about me... but I'm quite content to take things... at a more leisurely pace. It would be terrible to miss a single moment due to being unnecessarily hasty, after all.

[priscilla]

Hello?

[...]

I'm kind of still. Arguing. Or... talking? Two of them left - the ones I was most concerned about. But Irene said I was admirable. [She laughs a little, but doesn't... sound happy. Not at all.]

It's funny, I... knew this would happen eventually. That's why I didn't--

[...and now her voice is trembling.]

--that's why I didn't tell anyone. I just. I didn't know how to have both you and them in my world at the same time. And I don't know... I don't know...

[And her voice trails off, to be handily replaced by crying.]

I'm sorry. For the crying.

[silverking]

Priscilla...

[ Now this is something most men can't say they're adept at handling, but Isley? He has experience in dealing with a heartbroken Priscilla.

Her shaky breaths, trembling voice... none of it deters him. Truth be told, he's never felt more certain of how to handle a situation involving her than he feels right this moment. ]

You needn't apologize, not to me. In truth... you will probably feel better if you let it all out instead of holding it in.

Cry, scream, yell... whatever is necessary.

And when you're done, I'll still be here. I'll always be here for you.

/trolls you

[priscilla]

Please don't hurt her. I mean... I know it's a... fight. In a technical kind of way.

But it's Irene, and... please don't hurt her.

Why so precious when you're wrought with anxiety, Priscilla?

[silverking]

It breaks my heart that you feel you need to ask this of me at all.

LOOK A VM THAT ISN'T FROM PRIS

[redknives]

[He dislikes you very much, Isley. Maybe you can tell through the Forge before he even says anything.]

All right, I don't know what you're tryin' to pull with this stupid idea of yours, but I'm in. Just this once.

And just so we're clear, I'm not on the fucking menu. For any of you.

Yum, yum... P:

[silverking]

Nothing about you is remotely appetizing to me, Senji. I don't even relish the idea of working with you, as I've explained to Priscilla... however.

Riful is liable to respond to your presence, and that is something that can be worked with.

Don't worry, though. I'll keep you safe.

...yeah she's tipsy. She might sleep it off and answer sober. or not. :|a

[priscilla]

Isley? I think I-- um. hi.

[...]

Are you upset? I mean, were you upset? Just then I felt--

--you. Not the way I always--

[...]

I probably shouldn't have drank the drink. Drunken? I know it's not drinked. Had. I probably shouldn't have had the drink!

But I know I felt. It. ...and I was thinking! I don't know what would upset you that way. Since I haven't asked you to... protect anyone or anything like that.

I still don't know! Are you okay?

I always worry, you know. I know it's stupid. I know that. But I can't help it because you died, so I know you can and... why are you upset, anyway?

...the bottle is... filling up again. Hm.

[There's a fumbling sound, and then she drops the Forge... which turns itself off.]

...How precious. XD Except SHE is talking about his death, too. Hooboy.

[silverking]

[ He's more calm now, his yoki like an avalanche that has stopped it's tumult down the mountainside, snow settling, everything... silent. ]

You've been reckless, haven't you been?

[ Her questions? Completely brushed over, although there is a note in his voice that suggests he is displeased at the mention of his dying. Displeased... because he is not the one to have brought it up, and displeased because, as he told Dietrich, he wants no pity. The thought of the warriors feeling sorry for him is something that is nauseating...

The thought of Priscilla feeling sorry for him is something that makes him feel small, and he doesn't want her to think of him as feeble or weak. He wants her to remain awed by him, not fear for him, want to stand with him because he is capable... not because she feels some absurd need to protect him. ]

By the sounds of it, you've drank more than your share of that self-refilling bottle, too.

Put it up, Priscilla. Lest you say something stupid and regret it later on, hm?

[halcyonthird.livejournal.com]

I have a question for you. I'd like to ask it in person.

[silverking]

Is that so.

[priscilla]

Isley.

[...]

Don't... hang up on-- that isn't what I meant! You could have at least let me explain. I--

[F-Frustrated noise!]

That's not that I meant.

...please answer.

[silverking]

[ He takes his time responding to her message this time. Waits until morning, in fact.

Sounding well-rested, if humorless, he greets her. ]

You clearly feel not only as though you can't trust yourself... but that you cannot trust me, either.

If it wasn't what you had meant, then... what did you mean, Priscilla?

[priscilla]

...what's wrong with my home anyway?

[silverking]

Home, Priscilla, is where our hearts lie. Your home doesn't reflect you at all, much less what lies within your heart, and it makes me wonder... how much of your heart is in that place at all.

The only sign that it so much as visits is the unsightly toy that you keep there.

Is the rest... simply duty? I'm just curious.

idk, blame your other character for this. ALSO PRE-AUCTION.

[priscilla]

Isley?

[Behold, a pause. For she is considering whether this is a deeply stupid question.]

[Well, may as well ask.]

Would you consider me a person?

LOL WHOOPS.

[silverking]

...A person?

[ Of course you're a person, but... ]

Elaborate, Priscilla. What is your definition of person.

[halcyonthird.livejournal.com]

A word, when you have a moment. In person, if that's not too much trouble. It's a short walk.

[silverking]

My apologies for the delay in my response, Irene. I've been preoccupied.

A meeting can definitely be arranged. Did you have someplace particular in mind?

[valdecet.livejournal.com]

Isley? This is Angeal Hewley. In light of recent events, I've been told that we have something to discuss in regards to a mutual friend.

Please get back to me when you receive this.

[silverking]

I'm here.

[ Skeptical, but there. After all, what was this business about a mutual friend...? ]

[halcyonthird.livejournal.com]

[...]

[Ugh. This is just the kind of shit that you do that she hates. Intervening. Between Priscilla and Teresa. But here she is thanking you for it. How the fuck is this what's happening here?]

[So much coal. Tiny, tiny diamond. And it's painful to even say in this instance. FINE. THANK YOU.]

Thank you.

[silverking]

Hmm?

Irene, whatever are you thanking me for?

[ Come on. Let's hear you say it. ]

[priscilla]

[A long pause and then a click as she turns the Forge off.]

[...and then another click as she changes her mind and turns it on again. There's wind in the background.]

What do you do if someone betrays your trust?

[She doesn't even mean you.]

What would you recommend?

[silverking]

Every situation is different, Priscilla. I can no more tell you what to do than I can recommend what course of action might be wisest to take, because I do not know the circumstances surrounding the betrayal, or what it entails... and I will not pry for details.

However, I can tell you what I have done in the past.

I have killed for lesser things. I've killed for greater. I have also spared the life of someone to double-cross me.

Ask yourself: how much does this person mean to you? Is the betrayal one that can be forgiven? If so, is it one you want to forget about, put completely behind you?

The individual whose life I spared was forgiven, but the transgression has not been forgotten. It never will be.

[priscilla]

Isley?

[A long pause. She bites on her bottom lip a little because, well, she has a few things to say, but it's a matter of putting them in order. So, start with the simple.]

I've been in a terrible mood lately, and I don't know if you really mind, but I mind, so I'm sorry about it.

...even if you don't mind.

[silverking]

While I do appreciate the sentiment, Priscilla, if I've not asked you for an apology, then it means I'm not in the least offended by your actions of late.

[ ... ]

It seems you've more to say, however. Tell me, what haunts your mind?

...WELP here it comes.

[priscilla]

Isley.

[Someone's voice is shaking. Oh, it's hers. Definitely hers.]

[Maybe that's why it takes a moment for her to say anything else.]

I don't know... what you were doing there. But I don't want you anywhere near--

[There's a crunching, cracking sound. Because she just crushed a hunk of wall in her hand. Temper temper.]

Stay away.

Priscilla, it's wall abuse such as that which resulted in Humpty's fall. Be more careful.

[silverking]

It was a harmless meeting place, my dear Priscilla.

[ It's not possible for him to sound more calm. ]

You needn't worry yourself over it. I assure you, another attack on your precious home isn't on the horizon...not from me, at least.

Well, okay she did have one more thing to say. >.>

[priscilla]

[And the voice is shaking again.]

Isley. If you can't be bothered to tell me what you're trying to accomplish by forcing me to spend time with you, then yes. It's fair to say my answer is no.

I assume that wait was not too long.

Re: Well, okay she did have one more thing to say. >.>

[silverking]

What in the world gave you the impression I couldn't be bothered? I was perfectly willing to tell you why...if you agreed to be in my company.

If your answer is no, however...then that is that.

I respect your decision.

[ And I might make you regret it. ]

[priscilla]

[Well, this is a little awkward. After all, they did leave things on a fairly good note, all things considered. Even so, what must be done must be done, so...]

Um. I don't mean to be rude, but we have one... bit of unfinished business.

[...]

I really can't have you lingering around the Headquarters. For one thing, it's inappropriate and for another I don't want to cause a panic or upset anyone. Or... spark any kind of... well, anyway, the point is...

[...not that she finishes the point. But well, it's fairly evident. Probably.]

[silverking]

Very well.

[ Was that too easy? ]

Unless I've a very good reason, you won't catch me loitering around the Patrol Headquarters.

[ Is catch the keyword? Or maybe the key word would be me. Some combination of both, perhaps? Hmm... ]

Easiest bit of unfinished business ever wrapped up, wouldn't you agree?

Backdated to 3/26!

[riseinthewest.livejournal.com]

Hmm, how very brusque of you, Isley.

[Is someone put out by having been possessed by the ghost of a little girl and looking for some entertainment at his expense? Possibly.]

I find myself endlessly curious about a certain matter. Would you be so kind as to indulge it?

Backdated to 3/26!

[silverking]

If you have something to say, Riful, I would advise you to be done with it as quickly as possible.

Indulging you has never been a priority, after all.

/)_(\ Oh and Voice

[priscilla]

Isley. Can we talk?

[Her voice is quite steady. And quite cold. Rather her business tone, at the moment.]

^_^ And Voice

[silverking]

Of course, Priscilla.

What is weighing your thoughts down?

/bothers you

[priscilla]

...are you happy to see him?

[silverking]

Naturally, although I must admit, his arrival has taken me by surprise.

[priscilla]

Riful is dead, Isley. Do you feel it?

[She sounds a bit... dreamy, today. But then, that's fairly normal. On and off.]

...it wasn't as satisfying as I'd hoped.

[silverking]

It never is...once it is all said and done. Conclusions are overrated, aren't they, Priscilla...?

[ video ] /pokes you :3

[amongmonsters.livejournal.com]

[...Someone's learned something rather unfortunate today from a certain girlfriend of yours.]

...Why didn't you say anything?

[What gave you the right to die for us without even letting me know?]

[ video ] /kweh~? ^v^

[silverking]

[ He's confident he knows what this is about. ]

Would you have listened to reason if I had?

/bothers the silver guy

[priscilla]

Isley?

[...there's a fumbling noise, and then Bing! Video. Priscilla is currently on her bed, in her nightgown, and surrounded by BOOKS. If he looks closely, he may notice the very ones he gave her, along with a copy of the Art of War, some Sherlock Holmes novels, and a journal - currently open to a half-filled page.]

...I was thinking. I had such a wonderful birthday. And a lot of that is because of you.

And then I thought... I should say thank you. I mean, very directly instead of in an implicated kind of way. Because you didn't have to do it, and I bet it's not the kind of thing you normally do... err, do. But you did do it. I know it was Kaien's idea! And I'm really grateful to him too.

But it means a lot coming from you, because you're not the kind of person who does these things. And...

...and now I'm rambling. But I have a lot of books and they're making me wordy. Not that I wasn't... wordy before.

[...wow, ramble city! She takes a little breath.]

Anyway. Thank you.

[She smiles, and somewhere off camera, one of her cats meows.]

[Voice]

[silverking]

It's good that you enjoyed yourself, Priscilla. It was almost entirely Kaien's idea. I am pleased that he agreed to follow through with it when I approached him.

[It's very quiet on Isley's end. He saw those books though. The journal, too. And he idly wonders if Senji's name is scrawled upon that half-written page.]

[Well, it's not important.]

You're welcome, not that you really needed to thank me. Whether or not it is the kind of thing I would normally do, it was necessary in its own way.

And you know very well that I will do what I think needs doing.