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equivalences) wrote2014-12-03 03:26 pm
equivalences) wrote2014-12-03 03:26 pm
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FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
[This past job has been a harrowing ordeal.]
Hello. I am sorry for bothering you if you are trying to rest, but your name was mentioned in helping make bolts for crossbows, or maybe other weapons.
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
Many people have offered to help, so there is no pressure. But any extra is appreciated.
[This past job has been a harrowing ordeal.]
Edited 2015-04-04 04:11 (UTC)
[Yup, totally just sitting next to Ed like it ain't no thang. Except for the whole favoring her shoulder and looking paler than normal, but hey.]
You have complained about this before already.
You have complained about this before already.
[ Ah he can see that her attention has casually shifted. He's still awfully curious but now he's assuming she just says things to confuse him or throw him off his game. ]
Yeah I was ... thinking of throwing in a horned skull or two but everyone kept complaining.
Yeah I was ... thinking of throwing in a horned skull or two but everyone kept complaining.
[ dont drop this thread from embarrassment later
Ed regards this offer with some mild interest, but he makes a point not to sound too eager. He doesn't want to look like a pathetic loser. ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
Yeah? How do you plan to do that?
Ed regards this offer with some mild interest, but he makes a point not to sound too eager. He doesn't want to look like a pathetic loser. ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
Yeah? How do you plan to do that?
[ whoa this guy is pretty polite ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
How many do you need?
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
How many do you need?
Then do something about it! Most people don't come in from the window! [ But Ed recognises the signs of automail pain when he sees them. He's been feeling the ache himself. He settles down after that, his temper subsiding. ]
[ Ed pulls out the chair, settling down with one leg crossed over the other. He watches Sebastian as he works, waiting patiently for the tea to be prepared and served to him. He could dig into the cake right now, but he decides to let Sebastian complete his ensemble because he's suddenly remembering his vague-European tea-time etiquette.
The steam that billows from the mug enchants his sense of smell. It's been quite a long time since he's had anything that could be considered a luxury, and he certainly didn't expect to be treated at any point of his time in Grey. He still has his misgivings about Sebastian, but this is nice.
Ed picks up the fork. The way he holds it implies that he does have some ... culture in him, despite his crass demeanor. He's about to dig in when that mention of 'taste issues' hampers his confidence in the meal. ]
Wait a minute, what do you mean by that? This isn't going to taste weird, is it? [ It looks and smells amazing, but now he's uncertain. The fact that he made the ingredients somehow is both unbelievable and impressive. Ed is now wondering if it's all too good to be true after all. ]
The steam that billows from the mug enchants his sense of smell. It's been quite a long time since he's had anything that could be considered a luxury, and he certainly didn't expect to be treated at any point of his time in Grey. He still has his misgivings about Sebastian, but this is nice.
Ed picks up the fork. The way he holds it implies that he does have some ... culture in him, despite his crass demeanor. He's about to dig in when that mention of 'taste issues' hampers his confidence in the meal. ]
Wait a minute, what do you mean by that? This isn't going to taste weird, is it? [ It looks and smells amazing, but now he's uncertain. The fact that he made the ingredients somehow is both unbelievable and impressive. Ed is now wondering if it's all too good to be true after all. ]
[He is mostly pretty awkward. He hates asking people he doesn't know for random free shit, even though this is technically "crap that is needed for the CDC".]
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
[Gave to the many of us. Niko needs to just give up on English when he's doing the awkward thing.]
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
A bunch. Very many. We also have new people that do not have crossbows like the ones that the CDC gave to the many of us. We could use some more of those.
[Gave to the many of us. Niko needs to just give up on English when he's doing the awkward thing.]
[ Way to act like you're 8 years old, Amber. Ed, the Designated Adult of the treehouse, stands and watches her with his arms crossed. He does like it when people appreciate his handiwork, but a treehouse isn't anything that special to him. ]
I don't know much about gardening. [ Granted, he could ask Ino, but flowers don't keep his interest at the moment. Ino might be moving some of her potted plants into the tree fort soon, anyway. ] And horned skulls are cool. It's an uncontested fact that they're badass.
I don't know much about gardening. [ Granted, he could ask Ino, but flowers don't keep his interest at the moment. Ino might be moving some of her potted plants into the tree fort soon, anyway. ] And horned skulls are cool. It's an uncontested fact that they're badass.
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
You're gonna --
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
be the girl?
You're gonna --
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
be the girl?
[ shh niko it's okay
ed will just wonder if that was a typo ... ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
I could throw in about 15 crossbows for the pile, and about 15 sets of 10 bolts. How does that sound? I don't want to tear up the ground too much extracting metal from it.
ed will just wonder if that was a typo ... ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
I could throw in about 15 crossbows for the pile, and about 15 sets of 10 bolts. How does that sound? I don't want to tear up the ground too much extracting metal from it.
It should not, since this is a dish that I am quite used to making, at least.
[ Because it's Ciel's favorite. In fact, this was a slice of a cake he had prepared earlier, but as long as there was always cake available, then Sebastian didn't get in trouble for giving it away. Ciel is a greedy brat... ]
My sense of taste is quite different from a human's, so when I create the base ingredients, there is an element of guessing as to the correct taste... Though with certain things, I am reasonably confident with the final product, since I have never recieved a comment to suggest it was unacceptable. Though still, should there be anything amiss, please inform me and I will do my utmost to improve.
[ It's spoken like a true butler with the sort of rigid formality that nearly anyone would find uncomfortable in the first place, and simply odd to come from a demon. He's incredibly servile and humble, at least in this setting. ]
[ Because it's Ciel's favorite. In fact, this was a slice of a cake he had prepared earlier, but as long as there was always cake available, then Sebastian didn't get in trouble for giving it away. Ciel is a greedy brat... ]
My sense of taste is quite different from a human's, so when I create the base ingredients, there is an element of guessing as to the correct taste... Though with certain things, I am reasonably confident with the final product, since I have never recieved a comment to suggest it was unacceptable. Though still, should there be anything amiss, please inform me and I will do my utmost to improve.
[ It's spoken like a true butler with the sort of rigid formality that nearly anyone would find uncomfortable in the first place, and simply odd to come from a demon. He's incredibly servile and humble, at least in this setting. ]
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
We have some metal from the crates left. I could bring some of that.
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
Will do.
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
I'll just have to survive in the rain for now.
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
Do you mind me asking how your ability to assemble these things works?
Will do.
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
I'll just have to survive in the rain for now.
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
Do you mind me asking how your ability to assemble these things works?
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
You don't have to survive in the rain. You can come stay with me if you'd like. [ in the tree house that he build ... for himself. #asshole]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
It's called alchemy. What I do is break things down at a molecular level and reconstruct them as I see fit.
You don't have to survive in the rain. You can come stay with me if you'd like. [ in the tree house that he build ... for himself. #asshole]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
It's called alchemy. What I do is break things down at a molecular level and reconstruct them as I see fit.
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
If there's space, and privacy, count me in.
[Otherwise she might be a bit less tempted...]
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
That's an intense ability. Glad to have you on Grey, in any case, with an ability like that.
If there's space, and privacy, count me in.
[Otherwise she might be a bit less tempted...]
FROM: aran.samus@cdc.org
That's an intense ability. Glad to have you on Grey, in any case, with an ability like that.
[ ciel is a fatty
Ed didn't quite expect such a ... lengthy and diplomatic response. Sebastian pretty much covered all his bases with that responses, even added a little note where he was open for feedback. There really isn't much that Ed can say in response. ]
I didn't know demons had a different sense of taste ...
[ If he's never received a complaint, maybe it is as good as it looks. The expression on Ed's face shifts from suspicion to neutrality (though he somehow manages to look sullen even when he's neutral), and he slices off a chip of the cake, putting it into his mouth. ]
This -- This is good! [ The taste is perhaps amplified by the fact that he hasn't had a good meal in actual months.. There's astonishment in his expression now, as he continues to dig in. ]
Ed didn't quite expect such a ... lengthy and diplomatic response. Sebastian pretty much covered all his bases with that responses, even added a little note where he was open for feedback. There really isn't much that Ed can say in response. ]
I didn't know demons had a different sense of taste ...
[ If he's never received a complaint, maybe it is as good as it looks. The expression on Ed's face shifts from suspicion to neutrality (though he somehow manages to look sullen even when he's neutral), and he slices off a chip of the cake, putting it into his mouth. ]
This -- This is good! [ The taste is perhaps amplified by the fact that he hasn't had a good meal in actual months.. There's astonishment in his expression now, as he continues to dig in. ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
Could you? That would really help. Otherwise, I work by extracting the metal ores from the ground -- and the transmutations always leaves large indents in the ground behind.
Could you? That would really help. Otherwise, I work by extracting the metal ores from the ground -- and the transmutations always leaves large indents in the ground behind.
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
It's the least I can do. Shit, if you got to magic-mine it otherwise, that is a lot of work. I will pull them over.
[ Sebastian at least looks on expectantly, if politely as Ed takes a bite, but once he starts to eat the offered cake with vigor, Sebastian nods. It's very clear from his expression that he's pleased with himself, or maybe that he just really likes being praised...
(It's the latter. Ciel never praises him at all.) ]
Ah, wonderful. I am glad that it is passable.
[ Since that was how Ciel had described it, naturally. In lieu of anything else, Ciel had to suffer with this four star cake instead of five star cake. His life is truly suffering and despair. ]
Though that aside... There is a matter I wished to ask you about. May I?
[ He motions to the opposite seat, even though this is his rover, since it's not proper for a servant to sit by who they are serving without permission. Naturally. ]
(It's the latter. Ciel never praises him at all.) ]
Ah, wonderful. I am glad that it is passable.
[ Since that was how Ciel had described it, naturally. In lieu of anything else, Ciel had to suffer with this four star cake instead of five star cake. His life is truly suffering and despair. ]
Though that aside... There is a matter I wished to ask you about. May I?
[ He motions to the opposite seat, even though this is his rover, since it's not proper for a servant to sit by who they are serving without permission. Naturally. ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
'Magic-mine' ... [ that's one way to put it ?? ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
Bring it over when you have the time. I'm Grey team, so I'm in the tree camp.
'Magic-mine' ... [ that's one way to put it ?? ]
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
Bring it over when you have the time. I'm Grey team, so I'm in the tree camp.
[ Ed is halfway through sticking more cake into his mouth when the request comes, and honestly, it's baffling. He was wondering why Sebastian chose to stand at the side when there was a chair right there. Was he waiting for permission after all? ]
It is your rover. Why are you asking me? [ Maybe it's some odd butler code-of-conduct. Ed himself has never had anything like a servant, so consider him baffled. He's especially baffled because Sebastian isn't even in his service. Weirdo. ]
Sure, go ahead. And ask what you want, too.
It is your rover. Why are you asking me? [ Maybe it's some odd butler code-of-conduct. Ed himself has never had anything like a servant, so consider him baffled. He's especially baffled because Sebastian isn't even in his service. Weirdo. ]
Sure, go ahead. And ask what you want, too.
FROM: bellic.niko@cdc.org
[He kind of feels sorry for grey team people, but he doesn't want to say it because it seems kind of insulting. Some of them are proud of the ideas that put them there.]
Alright. I will be there soon.
[He kind of feels sorry for grey team people, but he doesn't want to say it because it seems kind of insulting. Some of them are proud of the ideas that put them there.]
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