[So they're hanging around Goldenrod, and Leonardo's just returned from returning his... err, friend for the evening to the Game Corner. It's getting pretty late at night, hopefully he doesn't bother anyone on the way back to his (very thoroughly cleaned) hotel room.]
[It'd be asking too much if he didn't run into at least one person. Which unfortunately at this time of night it's Fitzroy that's awake and just sort of leaning against the wall next to the door of the hotel room. He hadn't been waiting for anyone or anything, of course not. If the fact that he's at least not wearing shoes and some kind of sleeping pants is any indication.
For once he's without the fake glasses, but there's the usual crab crowd perched on his shoulders.]
... Well, I can't say I expected to run into you like this at this late at night. [He doesn't at all sound upset or that he knows anything, merely curious as he tilts his head at him. Hm.]
Was your night at least more eventful than the rest of ours?
[Sorry, it's just startling to run into someone, even someone you know well, when you weren't expecting to run into anyone at all. He jumps a little bit, at least until he recognizes the crab, and, of course, the person the crab is sitting on.]
I met up with someone-- there's an application on the phones, you see, and we... spent a little time getting acquainted. [He feels a bit awkward about it now, and reflects on an evening-- well, an evening spent, in any case.] He was nice enough, but a little inconsiderate, and he kept talking about going to the Gym, and I never thought to clarify if he meant for himself or his pokemon.
[So, no, Brad is probably not getting a second date.]
[Is it good or bad that he's assuming something friendly instead of... like, dates or hookups? Maybe both. It's Fitzroy, after all.
He doesn't seem bothered by it at least, so that's probably a better sign than anything else, even if he's ignoring the fact he's dressed as little as decently possible.]
Well, it's probably not a terrible idea to go a little... native, in a sense, figure out how the native populace works. But either way going to a Gym of either sort seems rather droll topic of conversation. [YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT YOUR GAINS ON A DATE, BRAD, YOU FUCKING MADLAD.]
I... swear I wasn't out here waiting or being a weird stalker. Just couldn't sleep. It's still a strange concept even now.
[Leonardo, it seems, has decided not to clarify any confusion on Fitz' part, too used to speaking in subtext to ditch the sub- part of the equation. He smiles a bit, glad to talk about a date with a friend. This may seem small, but it is something new to him, and he's enjoying himself immensely.]
There's not a lot of depth to be mined there, I agree. [Please, stop talking about Leg Day.
He frowns a little, though, when Fitz mentions his sleeping troubles.]
Though I'm sorry to hear that you're having trouble sleeping. [He tilts his head, wondering how to solve this problem.] I could... sit with you out here for awhile? I'm not sure how it would help, mind you, but I doubt it'd hurt, either.
[Your legs are probably terrible anyway and you need Leg Day, Brad.
But it doesn't matter, he'd probably detest the man if he saw or spoke to him anyway. While he might be a beefy lad himself, it's... for a purpose and not just to be a gym rat. And the subtext goes right over his head, which might just be for the best.]
A shame, but I guess some people focus on their body way more than anything else. Never understood it unless that's your survival mechanism. [Or your way of life, but whatever.]
I... don't really know what the problem is. But I wouldn't turn down the company. I could in theory have slept back home, but it was just easier to use the whole... meditative state thing than actually sleeping, more aware that way in case something happened. [Doesn't stop him from sliding down the wall to sit with a soft bit of a huff, ignoring the protest of Snippers 2.0.]
I thouht I was settling in well enough, guess I was wrong.
[Leonardo joins Fitzroy against the wall, sliding down to sit nearby. There's a bit of a gap between the two of them, which will probably naturally close a bit as they continue sitting and chatting.]
If I get an idea in the night, then I have to wake up and write it down before I forget, and then once I'm awake, I think that I may as well do some other things, and then... well, then it turns into morning.
[He fidgets with his hands.]
Perhaps the issue is not that you do not fit in, but that sleeping is much more difficult than it seems.
[Totally just naturally closing while they talk, yep. Natural.]
At least you have a valid reason for waking up and being awake. Mine is just... because I can't. [He huffs softly, goodness gracious.] Does it just mean your sleep cycle becomes odd or are you really just losing sleep? Seems... kind of dangerous on the best of terms.
[He can't help but watch his fidgeting hands, gives him something to do that fidget with his own. Oops, a mess.]
It's something that people do naturally, how can it be difficult? I... never really thought about sleeping in general. I don't think many do?
[Two bros, chilling against a wall, three feet apart because one is gay and the other is ace.]
It all evens itself out eventually, and I take a lot of little naps, especially when it gets warm in the afternoon. [All hail 3pm naps, the greatest of all naps in the Mediterranean.] But... that is different from what it sounds like you are dealing with.
[He hums, considering things.]
Where I am from, we still do not completely understand how the heart pumps blood and where that blood goes, and yet, there it is, pumping blood all the same. So, just because sleeping is something that is natural does not mean it is something that is easy.
So, I am certain that you will sleep eventually, even if it may take a little while.
Naps... sound nice, though. Far better than what his current method has been and he's been quite glad to be able to not share a room or a tent or anything for the most part with anyone. It'd make his strategy far more concerning.]
But if it's something that everyone does naturally without really thinking about it, then what do you do when it goes wrong? [Not that that analogy really works as there's a lot you can do if a heart stops pumping, but that's beside the point.]
So, ah, how concerning would it be if, say, my current method has been waiting until my body eventually has had enough.
I'd say it's definitely somewhere on the concerning scale, yes. [He's a bit worried now, actually.]
But, never fear, Fitzroy, I am certain we can figure something out. [He's just going to dive right into this little problem, hang on.] Maybe-- I wonder if you might be having trouble sleeping because you are thinking about how much trouble you are having sleeping? If we could distract you from these thoughts, then you should be able to sleep in no time!
[Or he could be completely off the mark, but hey, that's why he's brainstorming out loud in the first place.]
Is it. [He really has no idea how this works. It's that damned elf part of him.
For the longest moment he remains quiet as he turns it over in his head, it might help, it's possible that might be the problem. He does tend to overthink everything to a point of where it's just pure stupid or stressful for no good reason. That's just how he tends to roll.
But not being able to sleep because you're thinking too much about sleeping? Well, it's better than any ideas he has.]
Perhaps so? I hadn't really thought much about it, but it's a better theory than what I've currently been doing. It's worth a shot. [If it doesn't work, then that merely means they've figured out something it isn't which is still a result in and of itself!]
Exactly! Besides, it can't be any worse than what you're already doing.
[Harsh but fair.]
So, the next question is-- how do we find a good distraction? Perhaps your pokemon's voice or call might work? Or I could keep chatting with you, I don't mind. [He's had people fall asleep while he's talked about his inventions before, it's the danger of talking out your problems to yourself.] Though we'd probably want to be inside the room instead of sitting against the wall, in that case.
That... is probably a good point. This place isn't dangerous but it probably isn't the brightest of ideas. [Give him a moment to push himself to stand again, somehow not remotely displacing Snippers 2.0 who is foaming at the mouth. He's probably fine. Probably.
Without another word he's unlocking the door and just ushering him in before going in himself and closing it.]
At this point I'd try anything if it means not running myself ragged. [That's probably more questionable than it ought to be, but he's at least going to flop to sit on the bed with a soft huff. Sippers 2.0... somehow makes it out unscathed and nowhere to be see- oh, he's in his ball now. That's ridiculous.]
[If Fitzroy has trouble standing up again, Leonardo lends a hand or arm as necessary, but otherwise, Leonardo just wanders inside Fitz' hotel room, across the hall from his own. Let's see, this is a hotel so besides a bed there's usually--
Ah, there's the lounge chair! Leonardo grabs it and takes a seat, shuffling so that he's facing the bed and sitting. Though knowing Leonardo, he may not be sitting for long.]
At least this is a relatively pleasant sort of anything. [If there's anything questionable about it, Leonardo lets it slide on by without comment.] I've known some people who can't seem to sleep unless they've gotten into a fight first.
[No one is going to question it or anything, everyone's asleep after all, right? Of course.
Either way, he seems to be rolling with the idea for the time being, ruffling his own hair for a moment. Not that it's too long to completely displace, but it looks tussled enough from that one movement.]
You and I both. I'll never understand people that need to be like that, it's utterly exhausting being that upset and wound up at everything forever. Hell, when I do go into a rage I feel like I need to be down and out for hours after the fact and it's not a pleasant feeling. [More as if he'd worn down his entire energy reserve and even then he only uses it when he needs to.]
I don't recommend it, running yourself to that level. [As if he's not been doing the same thing but with less... fighting involved.]
I've thrown a few drawings of mine into the fire, when I've gotten overly frustrated in the past. [Just because you're a genius doesn't mean everything works.] Though I'm thinking your version of rage is a little bit more impressive than a few burnt papers or broken prototypes.
[He's hopeful that he doesn't have to wear himself down anymore, whether with anger or otherwise, if they get this to work.]
I'm not fond of violence, so it took me a little while to get used to fighting with my companions, so I wonder if it's different, if you are used to fighting with your fists.
[Excuse him while he lets out a bark of laughter, though mostly it's so weird to think of him throwing things into a fire like that. Or the whole rage being more impressive than that, good grief.]
It's more or less a characteristic of those who are... I guess trained or have affinity to the whole barbarian archetype? Rages are pretty much par for the course, though most are way less restrained than I am. [Bonuses of being a dual class, or, well, just being him.] There was that one time I threw Snippers at someone... [WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THE DARK TIMES.]
I know you said you were something of an inventor, was it? Was it just... whatever came to mind or certain affinities? [He's curious, okay, he didn't really talk much to the people who made shit in the school unless he Needed Something.]
Some... what... different. The original Snippers could do some fighting if needed because he was basically a construction of my magic, if that makes sense? So I tend to think of these creatures like that. They trust you and are fighting in your stead. There's other people who have animal companions that did the same back home as well. Such as a woman back home had a bloodhawk as a familiar who fought for her and was also her eyes since she was blind.
I'm sure throwing crabs at opponents would give you a great advantage when it comes to the element of surprise. [And surprise is half the battle.]
And I usually liked to invent... machines, I suppose you would call them. Ones that could fly, or dig a trench, or move very quickly over land. Sometimes I'd design weapons, too, so a kind of bow that could be reloaded many times and fired rapidly. I don't plan on building most of them, but I like thinking about the possibilities. I'm fond of the bicycles I've seen here -- we don't have them where I am from, but they're fascinating! And very handy, too.
[He's absolutely, 100% going to get a bike while he's here, just you wait.]
And I suppose that makes a great deal of sense. Where I am from, animals are more akin to pets, though some can be taught tricks. And I suppose you could make them fight, if you wanted, so that people could gamble on the outcome, but I've never been too fond of the practice. [He used to buy songbirds from the market to free them.] It's... very different here.
Honestly, that's usually what it was for. Or he made a rather good reconnaissance tool because who's looking for a crab or expecting a crab to me spying on you? [Snippers, the multi-functional magical construct.
Machines... Those all sounds far more interesting than anything he would have guessed. Though he's pretty sure he's heard of a bow that does that already, but they sure aren't from the same worlds.]
The ones I've seen take a lot more technical know-how than I'd remotely have. Even the smithies at the school were... well, you'd think it simple but the things they could do both weaponry, armor, or tool wise was honestly just beyond fascinating. [Maybe...] I think we had something similar to that bow, I think it was some kind of crossbow, if I remember correctly, no one I knew used such weapons. And the bikes are interesting, we didn't really have anything like that, either. Why have those when horses and the like existed?
[He's flopping back onto the bed properly, though he's staring at the ceiling more than anything else.]
Pets still existed, but given how most people lived, it was more practical to have a creature that could do something else as well. Companions, familiars, that sort of thing. I'm sure Rainer's already told you about her menagerie of small woodland skeletons?
Yes, I have heard about the skeletons. To be honest, it sounds very intriguing! I usually have to resort to underhanded means to get my hands on bodies to study, and the ability to just raise a few skeletons whenever you need to sketch a particular rodent has some appeal. [Is he joking? The world may never know.]
And it's fascinating, how some of our inventions overlap. Perhaps people who use crossbows are fond of the idea of making it fire faster? I can imagine how reloading would get very tiresome very quickly, were I carrying a very heavy weapon on my shoulder.
[Give him a moment while he takes in a breath and slowly lets it out through his nose at the commentary about the skeletons. He's... sort of gotten used to it, but it really still wigs him out more than he probably ought to let on to anyone that isn't her. He's biased, after all. And she doesn't have them here, so what does it matter, really.]
I'm not quite sure if that's the only things she can raise given her dad is... a particularly powerful necromancer and seems more keen on the actual humanoid skeletons thing. But what do I know, I'm not a necromancer.
I believe that there were something of an automated crossbow that could do such a thing! I don't have the details of it, obviously, but it sounds familiar. [Ranged weaponry was never his bag, it's far better to get up and personal with an enemy, after all.
Or maybe that's just the barbarian talking.]
What? Oh, no. The crossbows I know of were far smaller, usually smaller than your typical bow! Goodness me, I hope I'm not... accidentally changing how things happen in a world or something due to all of this. [People went back after all, not that he had an idea of how it worked as the person he knew who had left hadn't come back...]
It's sobering, thinking that if suddenly we're snatched back to our worlds that you suddenly just... lose everyone and everything you got to know here...
[Ah, seems like Fitz might be a little squeamish about bodies and... other such things. Leonardo decides that, perhaps, he'll have to save his discussions of various corpses with Rainer herself, instead of bringing them to him.]
Don't worry. If someone happens to build this smaller crossbow of yours, then it would be the builder who's changed things, not you. [He smiles a little. Building things is somewhat difficult, as it usually costs more coin and resources than it seems. But designing them in the first place, that part costs nothing besides the paper he's drawn on.]
Yes, that is... something I have heard. [He clasps his hands, thinking about it.] It seems sad to me. But... I suppose that would prevent us from changing our own worlds too much, with things we have learned here. [So, no, he probably can't invent warp pads when he gets back to his workshop in Venezia.] And if we do not remember the friends we have made, it would be very hard to miss them. [Which is... sad, in a different kind of way.]
This world is kinder than the one I know. But there can still sometimes be cruelty, or unfairness, or things that could be made better. [He thinks of Prom, and the chaos in the halls.]
So, perhaps there is nothing we can do to change this forgetting, as there was nothing we could do to avoid arriving in the first place.
[He takes a little breath, his shoulders releasing some weight.] But... perhaps there is something that can be done, and we will not know until we try. And in the mean time, we can learn from each other, and that is always worthwhile, even if we do not always like the end results.
I suppose so... [He trails off for a moment with a small frown while he lets him speak his mind on the other matter. This is... a lot, mentally and emotionally. But he figured it would have been from the second he brought it up.
While he would very much like to get back to his friends back home and knows what he must do, there's... just something about it that rubs him the wrong way. He's made friends here as well and he'd rather not forget about all of that.
But he pushes that to the side for now with another steadying breath, suddenly really glad he's looking at the ceiling and not the other man in the room.]
There is little that can be done about it, we do not know our time here nor for we know our time in general. Why think it over so... seriously and carefully when there is life to be lived, right? [He doesn't sound so convinced of his own words.]
Exactly! [Believe him, he's trying to be reassuring here.] There are so many things to do and see, and thinking about it too much only keeps us from finding those things.
[He shifts in his seat, trying to make himself comfortable.] Did you know how many different kinds of paint you can purchase here? There's more than just oils or pigments, but things I have never seen before, including something called acrylic. I usually prefer to make my own paints, but I may have to buy some of these new kinds to see how they work.
[ Rainer wouldn't say that she had stayed up waiting for the boys to come home from their dinner. She and Morgan had entertained themselves gossiping and daydreaming, but knowing Fitz as well as Rainer does, she only half believed any of the romantic scenarios the girls' minds had dreamed up would actually come to be.
Morgan fell asleep earlier on, so Rainer heads back to her own hotel room, but she is still awake to hear some footsteps and familiar voices come down the hall. She can't make out what they're saying, exactly, but the tone sounds... Light. Relaxed. Maybe the sort of tone one might have if they got a certain confession off their chest? Does she dare to hope???
She gives it an appropriate amount of time before sending Fitzroy a text, waiting to make sure he's alone and that she's not so quick as to appear overly eager. ]
[He should have expected her to jump onto that morsel as soon as it was available. He's ignoring his 'gear for a moment while he gets changed into something more appropriate to sleep in and says a proper welcome to Snippers 2.0 and gets him tucked in for the night before addressing the message he knows is there.
Because it's Rainer and he knows his bestie way too well.]
It was rather nice being able to not have to pay for everything myself. How was your evening with Morgan while we were out?
[If it were literally anyone else, he'd have said she was overdoing it. But this is the most dramatic bitch she's talking to.]
Quite a lovely thing for a "date" if you call it that between friends. It was rather nice to just get out and walk a bit as two dudes, it's been quite some time since I've been able to do that.
I'm sure it has been! Well, if you and Leonardo want some more alone time, all you need to do is ask. I'm sure Morgan and me can find someplace else to be so you two can get your guy on.
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Date: 2021-05-15 12:15 am (UTC)For once he's without the fake glasses, but there's the usual crab crowd perched on his shoulders.]
... Well, I can't say I expected to run into you like this at this late at night. [He doesn't at all sound upset or that he knows anything, merely curious as he tilts his head at him. Hm.]
Was your night at least more eventful than the rest of ours?
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Date: 2021-05-15 12:26 am (UTC)[Sorry, it's just startling to run into someone, even someone you know well, when you weren't expecting to run into anyone at all. He jumps a little bit, at least until he recognizes the crab, and, of course, the person the crab is sitting on.]
I met up with someone-- there's an application on the phones, you see, and we... spent a little time getting acquainted. [He feels a bit awkward about it now, and reflects on an evening-- well, an evening spent, in any case.] He was nice enough, but a little inconsiderate, and he kept talking about going to the Gym, and I never thought to clarify if he meant for himself or his pokemon.
[So, no, Brad is probably not getting a second date.]
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Date: 2021-05-15 12:31 am (UTC)He doesn't seem bothered by it at least, so that's probably a better sign than anything else, even if he's ignoring the fact he's dressed as little as decently possible.]
Well, it's probably not a terrible idea to go a little... native, in a sense, figure out how the native populace works. But either way going to a Gym of either sort seems rather droll topic of conversation. [YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT YOUR GAINS ON A DATE, BRAD, YOU FUCKING MADLAD.]
I... swear I wasn't out here waiting or being a weird stalker. Just couldn't sleep. It's still a strange concept even now.
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Date: 2021-05-15 12:48 am (UTC)There's not a lot of depth to be mined there, I agree. [Please, stop talking about Leg Day.
He frowns a little, though, when Fitz mentions his sleeping troubles.]
Though I'm sorry to hear that you're having trouble sleeping. [He tilts his head, wondering how to solve this problem.] I could... sit with you out here for awhile? I'm not sure how it would help, mind you, but I doubt it'd hurt, either.
[Sometimes company is nice. Who knew?]
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Date: 2021-05-15 12:51 am (UTC)But it doesn't matter, he'd probably detest the man if he saw or spoke to him anyway. While he might be a beefy lad himself, it's... for a purpose and not just to be a gym rat. And the subtext goes right over his head, which might just be for the best.]
A shame, but I guess some people focus on their body way more than anything else. Never understood it unless that's your survival mechanism. [Or your way of life, but whatever.]
I... don't really know what the problem is. But I wouldn't turn down the company. I could in theory have slept back home, but it was just easier to use the whole... meditative state thing than actually sleeping, more aware that way in case something happened. [Doesn't stop him from sliding down the wall to sit with a soft bit of a huff, ignoring the protest of Snippers 2.0.]
I thouht I was settling in well enough, guess I was wrong.
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:02 am (UTC)If I get an idea in the night, then I have to wake up and write it down before I forget, and then once I'm awake, I think that I may as well do some other things, and then... well, then it turns into morning.
[He fidgets with his hands.]
Perhaps the issue is not that you do not fit in, but that sleeping is much more difficult than it seems.
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:07 am (UTC)At least you have a valid reason for waking up and being awake. Mine is just... because I can't. [He huffs softly, goodness gracious.] Does it just mean your sleep cycle becomes odd or are you really just losing sleep? Seems... kind of dangerous on the best of terms.
[He can't help but watch his fidgeting hands, gives him something to do that fidget with his own. Oops, a mess.]
It's something that people do naturally, how can it be difficult? I... never really thought about sleeping in general. I don't think many do?
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:19 am (UTC)It all evens itself out eventually, and I take a lot of little naps, especially when it gets warm in the afternoon. [All hail 3pm naps, the greatest of all naps in the Mediterranean.] But... that is different from what it sounds like you are dealing with.
[He hums, considering things.]
Where I am from, we still do not completely understand how the heart pumps blood and where that blood goes, and yet, there it is, pumping blood all the same. So, just because sleeping is something that is natural does not mean it is something that is easy.
So, I am certain that you will sleep eventually, even if it may take a little while.
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:23 am (UTC)Naps... sound nice, though. Far better than what his current method has been and he's been quite glad to be able to not share a room or a tent or anything for the most part with anyone. It'd make his strategy far more concerning.]
But if it's something that everyone does naturally without really thinking about it, then what do you do when it goes wrong? [Not that that analogy really works as there's a lot you can do if a heart stops pumping, but that's beside the point.]
So, ah, how concerning would it be if, say, my current method has been waiting until my body eventually has had enough.
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:34 am (UTC)But, never fear, Fitzroy, I am certain we can figure something out. [He's just going to dive right into this little problem, hang on.] Maybe-- I wonder if you might be having trouble sleeping because you are thinking about how much trouble you are having sleeping? If we could distract you from these thoughts, then you should be able to sleep in no time!
[Or he could be completely off the mark, but hey, that's why he's brainstorming out loud in the first place.]
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:39 am (UTC)For the longest moment he remains quiet as he turns it over in his head, it might help, it's possible that might be the problem. He does tend to overthink everything to a point of where it's just pure stupid or stressful for no good reason. That's just how he tends to roll.
But not being able to sleep because you're thinking too much about sleeping? Well, it's better than any ideas he has.]
Perhaps so? I hadn't really thought much about it, but it's a better theory than what I've currently been doing. It's worth a shot. [If it doesn't work, then that merely means they've figured out something it isn't which is still a result in and of itself!]
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:46 am (UTC)[Harsh but fair.]
So, the next question is-- how do we find a good distraction? Perhaps your pokemon's voice or call might work? Or I could keep chatting with you, I don't mind. [He's had people fall asleep while he's talked about his inventions before, it's the danger of talking out your problems to yourself.] Though we'd probably want to be inside the room instead of sitting against the wall, in that case.
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Date: 2021-05-15 01:49 am (UTC)That... is probably a good point. This place isn't dangerous but it probably isn't the brightest of ideas. [Give him a moment to push himself to stand again, somehow not remotely displacing Snippers 2.0 who is foaming at the mouth. He's probably fine. Probably.
Without another word he's unlocking the door and just ushering him in before going in himself and closing it.]
At this point I'd try anything if it means not running myself ragged. [That's probably more questionable than it ought to be, but he's at least going to flop to sit on the bed with a soft huff. Sippers 2.0... somehow makes it out unscathed and nowhere to be see- oh, he's in his ball now. That's ridiculous.]
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Date: 2021-05-15 09:32 am (UTC)Ah, there's the lounge chair! Leonardo grabs it and takes a seat, shuffling so that he's facing the bed and sitting. Though knowing Leonardo, he may not be sitting for long.]
At least this is a relatively pleasant sort of anything. [If there's anything questionable about it, Leonardo lets it slide on by without comment.] I've known some people who can't seem to sleep unless they've gotten into a fight first.
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Date: 2021-05-15 06:44 pm (UTC)Either way, he seems to be rolling with the idea for the time being, ruffling his own hair for a moment. Not that it's too long to completely displace, but it looks tussled enough from that one movement.]
You and I both. I'll never understand people that need to be like that, it's utterly exhausting being that upset and wound up at everything forever. Hell, when I do go into a rage I feel like I need to be down and out for hours after the fact and it's not a pleasant feeling. [More as if he'd worn down his entire energy reserve and even then he only uses it when he needs to.]
I don't recommend it, running yourself to that level. [As if he's not been doing the same thing but with less... fighting involved.]
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Date: 2021-05-15 07:07 pm (UTC)[He's hopeful that he doesn't have to wear himself down anymore, whether with anger or otherwise, if they get this to work.]
I'm not fond of violence, so it took me a little while to get used to fighting with my companions, so I wonder if it's different, if you are used to fighting with your fists.
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Date: 2021-05-15 08:08 pm (UTC)It's more or less a characteristic of those who are... I guess trained or have affinity to the whole barbarian archetype? Rages are pretty much par for the course, though most are way less restrained than I am. [Bonuses of being a dual class, or, well, just being him.] There was that one time I threw Snippers at someone... [WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THE DARK TIMES.]
I know you said you were something of an inventor, was it? Was it just... whatever came to mind or certain affinities? [He's curious, okay, he didn't really talk much to the people who made shit in the school unless he Needed Something.]
Some... what... different. The original Snippers could do some fighting if needed because he was basically a construction of my magic, if that makes sense? So I tend to think of these creatures like that. They trust you and are fighting in your stead. There's other people who have animal companions that did the same back home as well. Such as a woman back home had a bloodhawk as a familiar who fought for her and was also her eyes since she was blind.
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Date: 2021-05-15 08:19 pm (UTC)And I usually liked to invent... machines, I suppose you would call them. Ones that could fly, or dig a trench, or move very quickly over land. Sometimes I'd design weapons, too, so a kind of bow that could be reloaded many times and fired rapidly. I don't plan on building most of them, but I like thinking about the possibilities. I'm fond of the bicycles I've seen here -- we don't have them where I am from, but they're fascinating! And very handy, too.
[He's absolutely, 100% going to get a bike while he's here, just you wait.]
And I suppose that makes a great deal of sense. Where I am from, animals are more akin to pets, though some can be taught tricks. And I suppose you could make them fight, if you wanted, so that people could gamble on the outcome, but I've never been too fond of the practice. [He used to buy songbirds from the market to free them.] It's... very different here.
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Date: 2021-05-15 08:32 pm (UTC)Machines... Those all sounds far more interesting than anything he would have guessed. Though he's pretty sure he's heard of a bow that does that already, but they sure aren't from the same worlds.]
The ones I've seen take a lot more technical know-how than I'd remotely have. Even the smithies at the school were... well, you'd think it simple but the things they could do both weaponry, armor, or tool wise was honestly just beyond fascinating. [Maybe...] I think we had something similar to that bow, I think it was some kind of crossbow, if I remember correctly, no one I knew used such weapons. And the bikes are interesting, we didn't really have anything like that, either. Why have those when horses and the like existed?
[He's flopping back onto the bed properly, though he's staring at the ceiling more than anything else.]
Pets still existed, but given how most people lived, it was more practical to have a creature that could do something else as well. Companions, familiars, that sort of thing. I'm sure Rainer's already told you about her menagerie of small woodland skeletons?
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Date: 2021-05-15 10:21 pm (UTC)And it's fascinating, how some of our inventions overlap. Perhaps people who use crossbows are fond of the idea of making it fire faster? I can imagine how reloading would get very tiresome very quickly, were I carrying a very heavy weapon on my shoulder.
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Date: 2021-05-19 01:33 am (UTC)I'm not quite sure if that's the only things she can raise given her dad is... a particularly powerful necromancer and seems more keen on the actual humanoid skeletons thing. But what do I know, I'm not a necromancer.
I believe that there were something of an automated crossbow that could do such a thing! I don't have the details of it, obviously, but it sounds familiar. [Ranged weaponry was never his bag, it's far better to get up and personal with an enemy, after all.
Or maybe that's just the barbarian talking.]
What? Oh, no. The crossbows I know of were far smaller, usually smaller than your typical bow! Goodness me, I hope I'm not... accidentally changing how things happen in a world or something due to all of this. [People went back after all, not that he had an idea of how it worked as the person he knew who had left hadn't come back...]
It's sobering, thinking that if suddenly we're snatched back to our worlds that you suddenly just... lose everyone and everything you got to know here...
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Date: 2021-05-19 12:41 pm (UTC)Don't worry. If someone happens to build this smaller crossbow of yours, then it would be the builder who's changed things, not you. [He smiles a little. Building things is somewhat difficult, as it usually costs more coin and resources than it seems. But designing them in the first place, that part costs nothing besides the paper he's drawn on.]
Yes, that is... something I have heard. [He clasps his hands, thinking about it.] It seems sad to me. But... I suppose that would prevent us from changing our own worlds too much, with things we have learned here. [So, no, he probably can't invent warp pads when he gets back to his workshop in Venezia.] And if we do not remember the friends we have made, it would be very hard to miss them. [Which is... sad, in a different kind of way.]
This world is kinder than the one I know. But there can still sometimes be cruelty, or unfairness, or things that could be made better. [He thinks of Prom, and the chaos in the halls.]
So, perhaps there is nothing we can do to change this forgetting, as there was nothing we could do to avoid arriving in the first place.
[He takes a little breath, his shoulders releasing some weight.] But... perhaps there is something that can be done, and we will not know until we try. And in the mean time, we can learn from each other, and that is always worthwhile, even if we do not always like the end results.
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Date: 2021-05-20 12:29 am (UTC)While he would very much like to get back to his friends back home and knows what he must do, there's... just something about it that rubs him the wrong way. He's made friends here as well and he'd rather not forget about all of that.
But he pushes that to the side for now with another steadying breath, suddenly really glad he's looking at the ceiling and not the other man in the room.]
There is little that can be done about it, we do not know our time here nor for we know our time in general. Why think it over so... seriously and carefully when there is life to be lived, right? [He doesn't sound so convinced of his own words.]
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Date: 2021-05-20 11:23 am (UTC)[He shifts in his seat, trying to make himself comfortable.] Did you know how many different kinds of paint you can purchase here? There's more than just oils or pigments, but things I have never seen before, including something called acrylic. I usually prefer to make my own paints, but I may have to buy some of these new kinds to see how they work.
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:18 am (UTC)Morgan fell asleep earlier on, so Rainer heads back to her own hotel room, but she is still awake to hear some footsteps and familiar voices come down the hall. She can't make out what they're saying, exactly, but the tone sounds... Light. Relaxed. Maybe the sort of tone one might have if they got a certain confession off their chest? Does she dare to hope???
She gives it an appropriate amount of time before sending Fitzroy a text, waiting to make sure he's alone and that she's not so quick as to appear overly eager. ]
So... How'd it go tonight?
[ She may or may not have sent an identical text to Leonardo. ]
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:22 am (UTC)Because it's Rainer and he knows his bestie way too well.]
It was rather nice being able to not have to pay for everything myself. How was your evening with Morgan while we were out?
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-20 02:29 am (UTC)For what it's worth, the food where we went was a grand idea. Expensive, but since we weren't paying for it...
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:32 am (UTC)It sounds like you two had fun. Did you do anything else, besides eat dinner?
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:43 am (UTC)Took a walk around the beach area, you know, nothing terribly big. It was a nice night for it, after all. Work off that food, too.
[He's real glad this is text.]
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:46 am (UTC)Just two dudes being guys. What's better than that?
[ She knows she's laying it on a little thick, but come ON. This is Fitz she's talking to. ]
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:49 am (UTC)Quite a lovely thing for a "date" if you call it that between friends. It was rather nice to just get out and walk a bit as two dudes, it's been quite some time since I've been able to do that.
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Date: 2021-07-20 02:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-20 02:52 am (UTC)You do know that I'm not that stupid, correct?
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Date: 2021-07-22 12:12 am (UTC)You didn't seriously think I wouldn't figure out what was going on between you two?
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Date: 2021-07-22 12:52 am (UTC)Whaaaat are you talking about? It was a friendly friend date thing, nothing else. Like I already said.
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Date: 2021-07-24 11:23 pm (UTC)Fitzie.
Fitroy.
It's me we're talking about.
You don't have to hide it from me. My feelings won't be hurt.
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Date: 2021-07-25 12:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-25 12:07 am (UTC)For the record, I'm really happy for you.
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Date: 2021-07-25 12:11 am (UTC)Th... anks????
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Date: 2021-07-25 03:24 pm (UTC)