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living_endless) wrote2002-07-13 08:27 am
living_endless) wrote2002-07-13 08:27 am
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The Perk, Friday Mid-Day
It was not unusual for Didi to go months or even years without seeing her younger brother. They'd passed centuries without much more than the exchange of pleasantries, millennia on no more than an afternoon together. That was, simply, how it was for the Endless.
So it was perfectly when he disappeared early in the morning of his first day back from the dead, with only a reluctant promise to meet Didi and her friend at the coffee shop.
Perfectly normal -- but it still had Didi nervous. "Do you think he'll get hot chocolate?" she chattered at Jono. "He should have whipped cream. It'd chill him out."
[OOC: Preplay: For Jono, then Morpheus, s'il vous plait!]
So it was perfectly when he disappeared early in the morning of his first day back from the dead, with only a reluctant promise to meet Didi and her friend at the coffee shop.
Perfectly normal -- but it still had Didi nervous. "Do you think he'll get hot chocolate?" she chattered at Jono. "He should have whipped cream. It'd chill him out."
[OOC: Preplay: For Jono, then Morpheus, s'il vous plait!]
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"Sister, you cannot give me a heart-attack if I am already dead." The implication being that she was being a brat on purpose, much to his annoyance. "You know the rules."
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Never let it be said that Jonothon wasn't capable of being perfectly petty.
//She knows them very well, yes,// he replied, leaning back a little in his seat. //Do the rules forbid pet names? I was always fuzzy on that part.//
Jono. Behave.
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"They better not," she said, then babbled. "Well. I guess I wouldn't mind if they forbade really mushy ones, like Snooky-wookums or Blondie Bear. But those are just kind of punishment for everyone around you."
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It is not given to mortals to love the endless. Only disaster can follow from it.
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He'd liked both of the Deliriums so much more.
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It still had to end when she was done with ... whatever this interlude was. Too dangerous, to date a mortal when you had power over life and death themselves. She knew that.
It didn't mean what she had with Jono now wasn't valuable.
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Morpheus put his cup down on the table very calmly, and very carefully. "Boredom is no reason to play one of Desire's games, sister," he replied. "I simply have no wish to see you end up like Despair or Delight over a mortal boy."
Or like himself.
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Or something.
And the insinuation that this was nothing more than a means to pass the time, that what was there between himself and Didi was all in his head and he was a toy to be trifled with because she was bored...
//It's not a game,// he said, his voice completely devoid of any nuance at all. Flat. Hollow.
His hands had curled into fists, resting on the tabletop. He was staring them down.
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"I'm not doing this because I'm bored, or because our sister-brother is toying with me, or any of that. I'm doing this because I fell in love. Have the grace not to insult the object of my affections in front of him."
Seriously. Her hand crept over, patted Jono's. "Now let's change the topic before I bring up Thessaly and scare Jono away."
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"I believe she's living under another name now, if you'd care to look her up," he said, sipping his lukewarm chocolate. "Although I did not mean it as an insult to Jonothon in particular, I simply worry about my favorite sister. My apologies."
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Not that Jono was terribly concerned about the impression that he made to Morpheus, so much as the fact that he was now trying to spare Didi any measure of grief from this coffee date. //I try not to make myself into cause for worry, mate.//
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Death was patient and relentless; she came for all. Someday Thessaly's luck would run out and she'd be waiting. Until then, she had very little choice but to let her go.
Not that she could do anything about it at the moment, anyhow.
"It's all right," she said sulkily before shifting into a more teasing tone. "Don't worry so much. It's bad for you."
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It seemed as though they'd skated to the brink of disaster and backed away. Death was Didi again, and grateful for it.
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"Did you knew she threw a loaf of bread at me once?"
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Especially not when Didi had a younger brother who somehow came off as even more hard-headed than he was.
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This was a compliment. She didn't know Daniel well enough to throw a loaf of bread at him yet.
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Jono was raising an eyebrow, now, yes. Because, the last time he'd checked, pigeons weren't all that choosy and didn't mind eating bread that had been thrown prior to their getting it, and all.