living_endless: ([spec] with morpheus)
[personal profile] living_endless
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!]

Date: 2010-07-14 05:23 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Dinnertime kinda)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jono actually allowed himself a moment to draw a little bit of selfish joy from the fact that Morpheus had choked, there.

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.
Edited Date: 2010-07-14 05:27 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-07-14 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com
"The rules forbid pet names by association, considering what it is that they say," Morpheus replied before turning his attention to his sister. "You know what Nada told me. She was right."

It is not given to mortals to love the endless. Only disaster can follow from it.

Date: 2010-07-14 06:11 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Grumpyface)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Brilliant,// Jono mumbled to nobody in particular, directing a dirty look in the direction of Didi's brother. But beyond that, he said nothing. Whatever this was, it was out of his reach, and pushing any more than he already had couldn't possibly end well.

He'd liked both of the Deliriums so much more.

Date: 2010-07-14 06:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com
It would be childish to say 'he started it,' wouldn't it?

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.

Date: 2010-07-14 06:52 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Intense)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
At that, Jono's expression simply went more grim. He knew that this man was trying to get a rise out of him, or out of Didi, or...

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.

Date: 2010-07-14 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com
Yes, let's not bring up how Death let very dangerous little witches wander around, un-aging, and generally getting her brother into knots because he didn't know how to deal with her. Morpheus was convinced his sister played favorites.

"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."

Date: 2010-07-14 07:29 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Dark)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Mm. Accepted.// No, not really. But that was how exchanges like this one were supposed to go, weren't they? Especially while attempting to make a good impression.

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.//

Date: 2010-07-14 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com
"It's bad for me," he echoed dryly, looking at Jono. "Is she always this bossy?"

Date: 2010-07-14 07:54 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Casual conversation)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Not always,// Jono replied, casting a significant look in Didi's direction. //Not unless I'm asking for it, at any rate.//

Date: 2010-07-15 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com
"Maybe." His not-eyes crinkled up in mirth. "But you're as hard-headed and sure of yourself as usual. That I remember."

"Did you knew she threw a loaf of bread at me once?"

Date: 2010-07-15 12:17 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Told you so)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Were you askin' for it?// That was actually said about as pleasantly as Jono could allow. He wasn't surprised in the least that there would be bread-flinging going on, somewhere through all that.

Especially not when Didi had a younger brother who somehow came off as even more hard-headed than he was.

Date: 2010-07-15 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com
"I was trying to feed the pigeons," he replied, all dignity. "You deprived them of their lunch."

Date: 2010-07-15 12:35 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Sideways look)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//They couldn't eat th'part that she'd thrown?//

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.

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