silverking | ✖ IC CONTACT #3

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✖ IC CONTACT #3

This is Isley.

Please leave a message, but only if you have something important to say.

[There's a long long pause, and then...]

Do you still have that cloak?

I did for some time, but it was unfortunately damaged. I have a newer cloak now, also given to me by you.

Hm... you do like cloaks, don't you?

[...slightly awkward. She pauses, mostly because she's wiggling her feet and staring at her hands and trying to decide what to say after the last time they spoke. If nothing else, she's still unsure what to think about everything he told her, but...]

[She had determined not to make any decisions before she understood the entire picture. And as it stands she's... lonely. Her head full of memories of Riful and Senji's death and Arthur's disappearance and Clare and Teresa-the-first's, too. It's all...]

...I did look at that thing you wanted me to see. Or, well listen to it. The conversation on the Forge?

I listened to it a while ago. I'm not sure why I didn't mention that until now.

I possess a certain fondness for them, yes. [There is a small smile when he says this, barely there at all, but a slight upward tugging at the corners of his mouth.] Appearances are not everything, but they do account for something.

[A pause, and then the smile becomes fainter, expression slightly more rigid but not harsh. Curious.]

[Cautious.]

And what did you think after having read it?

Well. They work well for you.

[She goes quiet again, shifting in place.]

I don't know. You were kind to me... but I don't know how much of it you meant.

You... confuse me.

I meant every word of what I said. What part of that is confusing?

...everything about it is confusing. I don't see how you don't see it.

You say nice things and compliment me and say you loved... her. Me. The other me. And then you... destroy my home? Compromise my ethics? And you already admitted to manipulating me so how can I not wonder how much was real?

That's... confusing.

I claimed to love you, and I do. I never claimed to be good at it.

[...]

[Priscilla blinks a few times.]

That sounds. Honest.

That's because it is.

[there's a sigh, and the sound of her rubbing her face.]

I promised myself that I wouldn't make any decisions about you until I get all the pieces back into place. But my head is...

...my head is full of. Things. And memories. And feelings.

I know of a place that might help you put things into perspective . . . if you'll allow me to take you there.

[skeptical silence. or maybe it's a considering silence. hard to tell the difference.]

I...

...where?

Someplace special near the waterfront. It is within the city's confines completely.

...I...

[Fresh air would likely do the pair of us some good. Do you feel up to a walk?]

[She glances down, and fiddles with her sleeve.]

...all right. I do like the water.

All right, then. Meet me near the Victoria and we'll go from there.

Okay.

Right now?

Of course.

I'll race you.

[Oh, oh! Unfair challenge!]

[...but that doesn't mean no.]

Done!

[ooh disconnect!]

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