[ MEADOWLARK ] IC Inbox

[doesitanyway]

@trevor.belmont | ■ ▲ ◌ ▼

Comments

[requiemshark]

Wouldn't recommend coming with me to the future. It's a shitshow.

[ Funny how that works. Ephemera considers that for a moment, then shrugs. ]

I heard people come back sometimes. Either they remember being here or they don't.

[ He wonders where Ginia went back to. If he'll ever see her again. ]

[doesitanyway]

[ Trevor quirks an eyebrow. ]

Both those statements are less than encouraging... well, you'd be welcome in the past if you want to brave it.

[requiemshark]

[ He shrugs again. ]

Think most places are a shit show, unless you've got people.

[ He blinks, refocusing. ]

Why'd you ask? About people going back.

[doesitanyway]

Mm... ah, I thought you might have asked around, when your roommate vanished.

[requiemshark]

[ Oh. Ephemera goes quiet for a moment. ]

I did. There weren't a lot of answers.

[doesitanyway]

I'm sorry to bring it up.

[requiemshark]

It is what it is. She's tough, she's trained up. She'll find a way through, wherever she ends up.

[ It never sounded like she had much waiting back home for her except bad memories, but she'll have a chance. That's enough for a starting point, isn't it? ]

Miss her, though.

[doesitanyway]

I liked her too. She was very interested in my whip. And made the Safehouse a bit more comfortable.

[requiemshark]

She did. She had a way of....doing things, for other people.

[ Ephemera tips his head back, searching for the right words. ]

Helping.

[doesitanyway]

There does seem to be a group that's taken up the mantle of Safehouse Improvement, at least. One fellow comes by with snacks.

[ Little does he know he means Ephemera's new roommate. ]

[requiemshark]

Yeah. [ He smiles a little. ] I'm trying something. Running errands for the newbies, when they're stuck inside. Most of them just want food.

I don't know. Feels good. It's something I can do, at least.

[doesitanyway]

That's thoughtful -- I've offered the same, actually. Except this one fellow asked me for a computer and that went off the rails.

[requiemshark]

[ Ephemera raises his eyebrow. ]

Off the rails how?

[doesitanyway]

Well I didn't know what one was...

[requiemshark]

Ah.

[ Another one of those future things. ]

Must be weird. Trying to figure out a new context for everything. At least I know what most of the tech around here does.

[doesitanyway]

You say weird, I say frustrating. Sometimes enraging, when people insist on treating me as a child for not knowing technology.

[requiemshark]

[ Ephemera hums in sympathy. ]

Want me to punch someone?

[doesitanyway]

I can punch people myself, thank you very much.

... but I appreciate the chivalry.

[requiemshark]

[ Ephemera laughs, bumping their shoulders together. ]

Never been accused of chivalry before. That's a new one.

[doesitanyway]

I'd make a very ugly damsel...

[requiemshark]

Nah. [ Ephemera leans back, grinning. He's feeling the alcohol now, but that's fine. The moment was complicated at the start, but it feels good just to talk to someone. To have a friend. ] You'd make a handsome damsel.

[doesitanyway]

Is that a thing? I don't think that's a thing. And that I'd look terrible in a dress... though I do prefer longer hair.

[requiemshark]

That sounds like quitter talk there. [ Ephemera has no idea where this is going, but he likes the lighter conversation, the change in tone. Not everything has to weigh them down. It can be fun. They can get drunk and talk and it can be good. ] You always had your hair long?

[doesitanyway]

It's the style when I'm from, actually. And it's easier to cut yourself when it's a bit longer.

[requiemshark]

Is it?

[ Ephemera tips his head to the side. He runs a hand through his own hair, wondering. It's growing in patchy, but he hasn't shaved it flat. ]

Used to buzz mine all the time. Rodriguez, he was the one who wore it long. Always in braids. Fuck the grooming standard and all that. Dunno. Maybe I'll grow it out.