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On moving Harry to his new name. c:
It's not being a worrywart when you have legitimate concerns.
[You know... like a cult that wants to make his daughter the mother of their god. He's allowed to worry frequently! He manages a small smile, though.]
But I think I like this better than the old name. The other one was... depressing. [Pause.] You put a lot of effort into this one. I hope this means you'll consider letting me into a game once things calm down for you. A nice one. [Wishful thinking, maybe, but...] I'd like to be able to put Silent Hill in the rear view mirror and keep it there.
[You know... like a cult that wants to make his daughter the mother of their god. He's allowed to worry frequently! He manages a small smile, though.]
But I think I like this better than the old name. The other one was... depressing. [Pause.] You put a lot of effort into this one. I hope this means you'll consider letting me into a game once things calm down for you. A nice one. [Wishful thinking, maybe, but...] I'd like to be able to put Silent Hill in the rear view mirror and keep it there.
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That town doesn't exist... It's not in any database...
nice choice in pb! ;D
I wish it didn't exist. The people there... they're very good at hiding things. Distorting reality. If you can't find anything, it's not because it doesn't exist.
I couldn't help it. She's the right shade of creepy for this Norn
Ah, I see how they do it... Dark magics. [She frowns at that] They have twisted a lot of threads with their actions. [She sees something else in the thread she's following and pulls her hand away, her eyes looking up at him a moment, is that sorrow in her eyes?]
They are good at hiding it, but they also fail at it with those that have been able to leave. At least if you know how to look.
I think it's perfect!
Are you...? [Awkward pause.] How can you see that?
Re: I think it's perfect!
And you have it in your life threads. I can read them, well just your future, Urd and Verthandi can read the past and present. And really it's more like feeling it. [She goes serious again.] I got the feeling that you'll go to that dark place once again... I'm sorry, there were no threads that I could find that didn't have the taint of it. It's... like spiders crawling under my skin. I don't like it.
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[That is terribly unnerving. Speaking to a divine being is far different than facing a monster masquerading as one. He doesn't disguise his disappointment at her revelation, but he's not at all surprised. His daughter is, after all, the living proof of Silent Hill. The Order will hunt them forever to take her back if they can.]
Don't apologize. I... expected it, but I have to hope. For my precious daughter. But I'm sorry you had to experience that feeling. If I'd known you were-- ...well. [Still weird, talking to a goddess. He stumbles a bit with his words, then continues.] No one should have to.
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Then that was who I felt entwined... [She shakes her head.] It's quite alright, better than reading other threads trust me. I'll read a mortal before I read certain key players in Asgard. [She's actually amused at his stumbling.] Please, speak to me as if you would a normal person. I do not mind it.
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Ah-- sorry. [He clears his throat and tries to relax a bit; he wants to be as respectful as possible, but it wouldn't be Harry without awkward flailing. He doesn't get much social interaction, let alone with Norns.] So... does it ever... "shut off"? That ability? Or are those threads around you all the time?
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[There's another giggle, she thinks the flailing is cute.] Now what would a weaver of time do without her threads at hand Mr. Mason? Would be like a writer without a pen don't you think?
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[He'd be flattered if he wasn't too busy being flustered!] Point taken. --Are you allowed to tell me what Asgard is like?
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The texts elaborate a lot. The golden hall? More of a long house with golden trim. Odin's an idiot who tries to pretend he's not, but hey I didn't say that. [She grins brightly.] After all he hasn't had an original thought since he took charge. eat sleep screw everything that moves. There's some plundering in there, but not as much as in the olden days.
So sorry for the disappearance; school is kicking my behind.
He almost laughs a little at her remarks.] I suppose I just wonder if it's as glorious as people say divine places are. Everyone has different ideas of what that is. ...I'd have hated to see what the Order's idea of Paradise really was. [You know. From that horrible place Harry doesn't want to mention again.]
It's cool. XD School's more important
Actually out of all the places of lore... Atlantis is more beautiful, but then again I'm a tech person and the technology they had... Hell nothing's close yet. It will get there, but on a whole... probably still about ten centuries behind.
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I hope you don't get sent anywhere too bad.
so sorry for the lateness! glad to see you're still around c:
My writer said, "someone like you won't be a good fit for certain games". [His brows furrow, equal parts confused and a bit frustrated.] I'm not sure if that's good or bad. She won't say.
np also c: hi!
I suppose it depends on the games she's thinking of. Did she mention any?
how is my favorite Harry doing? c:
c: aww, alright. How about you?
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[and he'll get an amused half-grin]
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I only worry because I care so much. [Then his own tone turns teasing.] And what kind of father would I be if I didn't pester you all the time?
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Well, if you care much as you worry, I guess I'm pretty lucky.
[she doesn't mind the teasing, even if there are days when she'd feign annoyance]
If you didn't pester me all the time, I'd figure you'd been replaced by a droid or something.
[and then a little moment of worry, when she remembers why they're here in the end. And part of her worries he's going to end up in a similar boat to her]
Your mun doesn't have any crappy ideas about places to send you yet, right?
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[Are your teeth falling out from Harry's mushy sweetness yet, Heather? He promises not to be too embarrassingly fatherly in public, though. ...Maybe.]
There we have it. If I didn't worry, you'd be worried. It's for your own good.
[Then his own smile goes a little lopsided, like it's hanging on by one hinge.]
Not yet. Writing papers for school has taken up all the time she'd normally be using to write for me. I wouldn't complain, except it means I don't get to see you.
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Aww, dad. Come on...
[As much as she doesn't want to admit that she condones his worrying, she nods slightly, a small defeat]
Yeah, I guess so. But it doesn't mean you gotta do it so much. You'll end up with even more gray hair.
[she fluffs his hair slightly to illustrate her point and then nods, some measure of relief on her face]
Good. Even if we don't get to see each other it's... probably better this way.
[it's a rare moment of seriousness on her end, and she fiddles with the zipper on her vest]
There're some pretty bad places out there. I've heard stuff, from people I know. Where I am has weekly "experiments" that're obviously just excuses to torture us. It's all pretty messed up.