week 2; monday, w/ the crafters

[alchemenace]

[ knock knock. who's there. magic door. magic door who? magic door is being opened by a tiny alchemist who makes bad life choices.

Which is to say, Varian had vaguely wanted to talk to the Crafters previously, but it's only after this weekend that it became a need. It's when he was thinking about it that the door showed up, and while he takes a moment to be properly awed, he's not nearly as hesitant as he should be when he pushes it open. ]

Uh. Hello?

Comments

[themodsgrimm]

Every good protagonist has a foil.

[It fits the theme of...something?]

[alchemenace]

Except a protagonist doesn't generally work together with their foil.

[ he hates that he's indulging this narrative terms bullshit ]

[themodsgrimm]

Nobody said you have to work with your partner, really. You're just stuck with them.

[Sucks, don't it.]

[alchemenace]

Then why try to make us bond?

[themodsgrimm]

I don't know that I'd say that's my idea.

[Bonding??? Never heard of it.]

[alchemenace]

So the, the paranoia and the memories, that's not... you?

[themodsgrimm]

[She shakes her head. Nope, not her!]

[alchemenace]

...Or Dragon?

[themodsgrimm]

[She shakes her head as well.]

It's not my doing.

[themodsgrimm]

Not that I know of, but...

[She waves a hand. They don't, uh, exactly talk.]

[alchemenace]

[ blinks at both of them. okay. that was. simultaneous. hm. ]

... Good to know... I. I think that's all I've got for now? Um. Thank you for the audience?

[ what is he even saying. ]