[semi-open] Early Feb catch all

[cryptsleeper]

Who: Alucard and [open]
When: Early February
Where: Cadens, Libertas, the Horizon
What: Some closed threads, a newly opened park in Libertas, the Horizon, and odds and ends
Warnings: None

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[cryptsleeper]

You've always been a construct!

[He says it with a laugh, because like hell if Alucard is sure he's using the word correctly. All he knows is that Gideon is laughing, this entire thing is ridiculous, and it is absolutely perfect.]

It isn't about things getting messed up again. It is more...a state of mind. Squalor begets bad thoughts, in my experience. Or contributes to them. Either way, it's bad.

[frontlinetitties]

[Definitely not the right way to be using the term construct, Al, but this only helps to fuel her laughter. Look, it is funny when Gideon Nav becomes the most knowledgeable person about Ninth House necromancy in the room.

She settles though, still smiling even as she defends her right to a squalid existence.]

I like to think of it as bohemian disarray. You know, it's like, arty. Decadent.

[Except it very much isn't. The rooms are dark and close and messy, and whenever she spends any length of time there the corners flicker with the ghost of her necromancer, memories of where Harrow had sat, or stood, or Ninth House loomed (as best as one can at such a diminutive hight). Maybe Alucard has a point.]

[cryptsleeper]

Gideon.

[He isn't buying it for a moment, and there's another wave of water shoved at her.]

I'll just say it takes one to know when someone else is in a bad state and leave it there.

[With that, the argument finishes with....Alucard poking his toes out of the water and giving them a little wiggle next to Gideon's shoulders.]

[frontlinetitties]

Hey, you fucker!

[She exclaims, as the water splashes suddenly around her face, and if he's going to go poking his toes at her she'll gladly take the moment to pull away from the state of her living quarters. Instead, she'll make a swift and sudden grab for his proffered toes, try dragging him beneath the water by his feet.]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard goes down hah with an extra flail of the arms before dunking himself below utterly.

And staying.

And staying.

Until he pops up next to Gideon, just to be a dick.]

Yes?

[frontlinetitties]

[Perhaps there's a moment when she starts to feel concern-- he's been under a long time, longer than she'd intended - but then he's popping up right beside her with a dickish grin. She, for her sins, splashes him right in the face.]

Asswipe.

[But there's the ring of amusement in her voice.]

[cryptsleeper]

You set yourself up for that, I'm afraid.

[Alucard grins, elbowing his friend gently.]

And you laughed, so I know I'm not genuinely in trouble.