Kostos has more in common with a mummified horse's arsehole. Full of old shit no one wants. You also must not really know him, or else you'd know about how terrible he is with money. I'm unfortunately familiar. Another twin thing.
I suppose I'll keep the real secrets from a stranger.
Let's begin with the the general fucking presumptuousness of swanning in as a friend of my brother, wasting my time, and then acting like a prick when I haven't performed to your satisfaction.
Goodness, no. I was excited to discover you existed and thought I'd say hello. He did invite me to contact you in his presence, but I declined. Why—do you think he'd enjoy listening in?
Oh, no, my mother kept me locked in a cellar and my father had a moat installed to prohibit any overtures of friendship.
[In almost the same breath--]
Of course people have been fucking friendly to me before. But the way in which this has gone feels suspect. Like a sad widow writing letters to anyone who will take them.
Not to mention you thought I was my brother first.
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Date: 2019-04-15 09:50 pm (UTC)[Alike.]
Kostos has more in common with a mummified horse's arsehole. Full of old shit no one wants. You also must not really know him, or else you'd know about how terrible he is with money. I'm unfortunately familiar. Another twin thing.
I suppose I'll keep the real secrets from a stranger.
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Date: 2019-04-15 11:58 pm (UTC)[Rising in tone, that last bit, as though he can't quite figure out what a man born with no magic might be good for.]
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Date: 2019-04-16 02:24 am (UTC)I've got a suggestion for what you can do. Fuck off. And then shove that darling up your arse. That answer enough?
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Date: 2019-04-16 02:59 am (UTC)Oh, calm yourself—I'm only playing. But, if you insist, I'll leave you to it. Whatever it is. Do have yourself a lovely evening.
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Date: 2019-04-16 06:37 pm (UTC)Does this get you far?
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Date: 2019-04-16 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-04-16 07:45 pm (UTC)Is it Kostos you're trying to impress?
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Date: 2019-04-16 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-04-17 03:25 am (UTC)[And neither does Nikos, if his tone is anything to go by. Still.]
I'm beginning to think you don't know him at all.
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Date: 2019-04-17 03:45 am (UTC)[For the benefit of those only listening in: Lea's just snatched a bottle of liquor from a catering cart on his way past, casually and confidently.]
Hmm. Bottle from the Anderfels, windmill on the label. Have you ever tried it?
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Date: 2019-04-17 04:42 am (UTC)Why. Are you offering?
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Date: 2019-04-17 05:03 am (UTC)[If only there were someone nearby who could understand the face he's just made as an aside; the rando walking by didn't properly appreciate it.]
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Date: 2019-04-17 08:24 pm (UTC)Your courtesy is noted.
[Prick.]
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Date: 2019-04-17 08:49 pm (UTC)Very well—another time and another bottle, let's say. What would you prefer? Something... Antivan, maybe?
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Date: 2019-04-17 10:07 pm (UTC)Preferably left on a doorstep. Unaccompanied.
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Date: 2019-04-18 12:06 am (UTC)All jests aside—if you do change your mind, my name's Lea, and I'd be delighted to make your acquaintance. With or without a bottle.
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Date: 2019-04-18 04:54 pm (UTC)[Also--]
Why.
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Date: 2019-04-18 07:31 pm (UTC)[He's stopped walking.]
Has no one ever been friendly to you before?
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Date: 2019-04-19 10:11 pm (UTC)[In almost the same breath--]
Of course people have been fucking friendly to me before. But the way in which this has gone feels suspect. Like a sad widow writing letters to anyone who will take them.
Not to mention you thought I was my brother first.
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Date: 2019-04-20 12:50 am (UTC)As you may recall, I did attempt to leave this conversation—you're the one who kept it going.
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Date: 2019-04-20 04:10 am (UTC)Well, go ahead and leave it now.
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Date: 2019-04-20 04:36 am (UTC)