selfhelp: ([wiccan] derpfaaaaec)
William "Billy" Kaplan (Wiccan) ([personal profile] selfhelp) wrote2019-07-30 03:29 am
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[IC] Appointments Post



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complicatedliar: (all according to plan)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2012-10-06 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Loki nods.]

We needn't start tonight if you are tired. [He tilts his head.] If you're to learn properly, regular lessons will be necessary.

[Mostly, he wants to make certain Billy understands. Loki is serious; this requires dedication and commitment.

He smiles crookedly.]

I had thought so. The point is to not... cause you further trouble.
selfhelp: ([billy] oh... you're serious.)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2012-10-06 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think anything would sink in tonight, anyway. But I'll come back soon. I'd really like to make some progress... I feel like I've been stuck in a magic rut for a while. It's strong, but I've made no progress at all.

[He pauses for a moment's thought, and then,]

There is one person I'll need to tell. He might want to meet you. I won't let it cause a fight, though, I promise.
complicatedliar: (but i needed one more touch)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2012-10-06 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
For the best, I think. I confess, I doubt I would be much use as a teacher this eve anyway. This has been a restless night among many.

[He spreads his hands.]

Tell who you will. I am the pariah, not you.
selfhelp: ([billy] but cap said...)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2012-10-06 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
Well... fair warning, I guess. [Billy shrugs it off, swirling the tea around in his cup and draining it with one long swig, ignoring the fact that by now it's cold.] I should head back, though, before he starts a search party for me or something. And you should at least try and sleep.
complicatedliar: (itching at an old wound)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2012-10-06 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
If it's to be a fair warning, perhaps you ought to tell me a name as well. [Loki's tone is very dry.]

[He raises his own tea cup in a half-salute. The liquid in it is still steam, kept warm with a tiny bit of magic.]

Good evening to you, then. Pleasant dreams.

[He smiles thinly.]

Sleep and I have not been on good terms in quite some time, I'm afraid.
Edited 2012-10-06 08:46 (UTC)
selfhelp: ([billy] it's official)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2012-10-06 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
...Sorry. It's Teddy. Maybe I'll introduce you sometime.

[And that will hopefully prevent Teddy from glowering at him too much. Or getting violent. But Teddy doesn't get violent unless provoked, so... it's fine. Probably.

...He'll just let the news sink in first, yes. He stands up, idly dusting off his pants, and sets the empty cup on a nearby and newly-mended table.]

I'll just wish you luck with that, then. See you soon, Master Loki.

[It's said half in jest, with a faint smile, as he starts for the door. It feels weird coming out of his lips, but it's not bad or anything.]
complicatedliar: (i never wanted anything from you)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] complicatedliar 2012-10-06 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[It seems to Loki that introductions would be a smarter idea than having Teddy simply show up on his doorstep one day, but he decides that ultimately, it doesn't matter. Let Billy handle it how he will.

He nods, then laughs at the use of the word 'master.' Bizarre.

He doesn't actually speak until Billy is almost out the door.]

Thank you, Billy.
selfhelp: ([billy] shun the nonbeliever)

[Action, October 4/5]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2012-10-08 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
[His back is already turned, and he barely catches the words above the sounds of his own footsteps. It makes him pause, one hand resting on the frame of the front door, and he considers responding, but he doesn't want to end the conversation as clumsily as he had the few times they'd spoken before. This went... okay. Well, even. He doesn't want to spoil that.

So instead he lifts a hand to offer up a backwards wave, slipping through the door and disappearing into the night.

You're welcome.]
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