Nick's Words of Wisdom

[goshay]

You want to play me. Ain't no denying it, Cher. You been talking about this for a while now, so quit fussing over the little things (IE your stupid lack of confidence) and finish that app. Your moods are kinda giving me whiplash, as much as I hate to use that line from the sparkly vampire movies you love. Which don't even get me started on asking if you have taste.

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[apostolos]

...Figures you'd show up eventually.

[goshay]

What? You know flies go wherever the stink is.

[daughter_of_didymos]

...What are movies?
[She has absolutely no idea why she's responding to this so picked something at random.]

[apostolos]

You would know, wouldn't you?

[goshay]

Ouch. You hurt my feelings. Do you really want that on your conscious?

[goshay]

Are you kidding? C'mon, lemme show you what one is sometime. Promise you'll like it.

[apostolos]

There are worse things than your feelings on my conscience, Gautier.

But as long as you stay away from me and mine, it doesn't matter.

[daughter_of_didymos]

I'm sorry, what is...kidding?

[The girl died 11k years ago, slang is not her forte]

...Perhaps.

[goshay]

Look man, I didn't know Simi was yours. She didn't say anything, and I've never seen you two together. You can't lay all the blame on me.

[apostolos]

[Pause]

...What's the last thing you remember?

[goshay]

Wow. Are you sheltered?

[He doesn't know that. If he did, he miiiiiight just stay away. Or not. This is Nick, he's sort of a glutton for punishment.]

Kidding. Joking, joshing, pulling the wool over someone's eyes. Don't they speak English where you come from?

[goshay]

Uh... You. Coming at me looking pretty pissed off. I mean, I can understand it, don't get me wrong. But bro's before ho's and all that, right?

[Someone hand him a shovel because his grave is being dug.]

[daughter_of_didymos]

I believe so.

I am just unfamiliar with the words you use. This scribe...does seem to know them but she enjoys my confusion. English is what now?

[apostolos]

[Not what he expected, but perhaps better for Nick in the long run.]

...There's been a lot of things that happened since then, Gautier. Suffice to say, the animosity is mutual, or was the last time I saw you.

[goshay]

Alright, big guy. What aren't you telling me?

[apostolos]

Things you're probably better off not knowing at this point in time.

It would do you no good to know your future.

[goshay]

You know that "I know something you don't" crap is really infuriating, right?

C'mon, man. Tell me.

[apostolos]

...If you want to stay as you are, Let it go, Nick.

[goshay]

English. The language your scribe is talking to me in.

Just curious, and I hope you don't take offense, but are you a sheltered god?

[goshay]

That sounds really ominous. As usual.

[daughter_of_didymos]

I am no god, just a human, but I've never heard of this English before.

She speaks strangely like you though so I suppose it must be common.

[goshay]

Most of the world speaks English, so yeah I'm pretty sure it is.

But anyway. Pardon me for not asking sooner, by the way. What should I call you, Cher?

[daughter_of_didymos]

I am Ryssa.

And your name?

[goshay]

Now, that's gotta be the prettiest name I've heard yet.

[Yep. It's on thick now. Poor Ryssa.]

They call me Nick, though. It's nice to meet you, Ryssa.

[daughter_of_didymos]

I...thank you, Nick.

It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well. I do not usually converse with people outside my father's household...