Eachdraidh. IC Contact.

[selfimage]

(  daft punk imp solo  )







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[uneulogized]

I'm not doing this with you. Besides, you made it abundantly clear that you have other people to share your mead with.

[selfimage]

[ there's a pause where he opens his mouth, closes it, and then speaks again. ]

I—Jason. What?

Sharing is caring? [ the inflection makes it sound like a question. ] Or did you just turn mead into a euphemism?

[uneulogized]

[A few beats pass as Jason tries to recover from his lack of being casual. Which is basically the entire conversation.

An arrogant, mocking lilt accompanies these next words:]

C'mon, I recall you making yourself perfectly clear on the matter. I wouldn't want you to waste your resources on little ol' me.

[selfimage]

You lost me.

The euphemism or the mead?

[ why does he suddenly feel like he's supposed to feel like he cheated on Jason? ]

[uneulogized]

Well, we both know the mead wouldn't be that kind of resource with me.

But I don't want to accept your platitudes. I said that already.

[selfimage]

Then what kind of resource would you like?

[uneulogized]

When did I need a resource? You're the one suggesting I needed something.

[selfimage]

I was suggesting we have a drink in each other's company. You know. Me and you. Together.

[uneulogized]

And I'm suggesting that you have other people to attend to. You know. You and them.

Together.

[selfimage]

I'm catching your drift.

As you will—my mead and I will head elsewhere.

[uneulogized]

Have a grand ol' time, Loki.

[And then he disconnects.]

[selfimage]

[ he sticks his tongue out at the locket. ]