Of course I am. I'm the only person he's here to advocate for.
[ And he ought to take that personally and may yet still. ]
...Can't say it's happened to me often but then breaches aren't as frequent as floods. I know some of the people I became in breaches knew other people that other people became, at least professionally.
[ Is he aware that was worded a little...jumbled? Possibly. ]
[ He has no idea what Loki is reading into what he's saying but he seems to be pretty dim about that sort of thing in general. ]
I mean in one of the previous breaches, the person I became for a while had professional ties to the others. Colleagues at the place of learning he once taught at. People seeking him for financing on expeditions.
[He's...kind of surprised. It does speak to there being some greater plan with these events. The Grandmaster wouldn't learn much just continuing to have orgies all the time, after all.
Loki doesn't know what to make of the idea that his entanglement on the train was more...if not romantic, certainly intimate. He still feels lingering affection he can't seem to shake, though from what he's heard at this point it sounds like that fades more than the memories themselves do.
And distractions probably help.]
No lovers, then? Well. Before the train, I mean.
[That's...more blurry, certainly, but he's pretty sure that was part of the "services" he had provided for the Grandmaster.]
Well, there was a curse here about six months ago or so, where people kissed if they stood under this herb hanging in doorways. Kissed a lot of pretty people.
But lovers? Disappointingly, no.
[ He tends to read fairly well and nobody's given him that kind of energy, and he's not the sort to doggedly pursue; if they want him, they tend not to play hard to get because the Grandmaster is not one to chase. Running is boring when he's the one doing it. ]
[Loki's a little annoyed that he can't tell if he's touched, or if the train version of him is. He doesn't particularly want to be touched.
Well. Not like that, anyway.]
How kind of him. I think En Dwi Gast was one of the few people he would have missed. If I'm being honest, I can still feel that a bit myself. Or maybe I'm just regretting being so standoffish since I've arrived.
[Or maybe he's just angling for a distraction from all this upsetting bullshit.]
[Loki was going to ask about the name thing eventually, but he's glad to be saved the trouble. He's content to slowly get more knowledge about the Grandmaster, given how much of it he's found unnerving already.
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And there are likely many more.
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[Hm. Betelgeuse does seem malleable enough to be a servant. He might be able to pull that off.]
In any case. Do all breaches assign us relationships with other people on the barge against our will?
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[ And he ought to take that personally and may yet still. ]
...Can't say it's happened to me often but then breaches aren't as frequent as floods. I know some of the people I became in breaches knew other people that other people became, at least professionally.
[ Is he aware that was worded a little...jumbled? Possibly. ]
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When you say "professionally", what do you mean by it?
[Are they professionally acquainted, in the Grandmaster's parlance?]
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I mean in one of the previous breaches, the person I became for a while had professional ties to the others. Colleagues at the place of learning he once taught at. People seeking him for financing on expeditions.
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[He's...kind of surprised. It does speak to there being some greater plan with these events. The Grandmaster wouldn't learn much just continuing to have orgies all the time, after all.
Loki doesn't know what to make of the idea that his entanglement on the train was more...if not romantic, certainly intimate. He still feels lingering affection he can't seem to shake, though from what he's heard at this point it sounds like that fades more than the memories themselves do.
And distractions probably help.]
No lovers, then? Well. Before the train, I mean.
[That's...more blurry, certainly, but he's pretty sure that was part of the "services" he had provided for the Grandmaster.]
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But lovers? Disappointingly, no.
[ He tends to read fairly well and nobody's given him that kind of energy, and he's not the sort to doggedly pursue; if they want him, they tend not to play hard to get because the Grandmaster is not one to chase. Running is boring when he's the one doing it. ]
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[Well, disappointing and awkward.]
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[ Sound of lazy stretching. ]
He liked that young man, though. Hoped for the best regarding his escape, even if he wasn't going with him.
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Well. Not like that, anyway.]
How kind of him. I think En Dwi Gast was one of the few people he would have missed. If I'm being honest, I can still feel that a bit myself. Or maybe I'm just regretting being so standoffish since I've arrived.
[Or maybe he's just angling for a distraction from all this upsetting bullshit.]
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[ He lets that hang, and when he answers there's all Grandmasterly concern. ]
Oh dear. Perhaps you haven't fully changed back.
Want someone to check for you?
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He smirks, amused.]
Are you offering, boss?
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Feel free to let yourself in. [ He drops his deck and room number. ]