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Posted by

heartofthedream

[ After this. ]

Tony's here, and he's saying he came from another world like the one you were telling me of originally. He's asked that I pass along to you & Josh, that he'd like to meet with you to go over details about all three of these places.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

A Tony Stark huh? He talk about what sorta world? Seems the multiverse's potholes are happily to get Starks.

Posted by

heartofthedream

From a while back, though we weren't comparing dates.
He said he was taken there by Dead God and has been there about half a year.

[ There's a moment. She pauses. Frowns a little.
Then, decides. And the dots starting blinking. ]

Where you can, be careful with the whole thing. He seems to have a lot of baggage where it comes to the place he just came from. The kind that has him wondering about whether these places are domino-connected, or even in passing if this is just another something happening to him there.

I do think it's worth us looking into comparisons or connections between the three,
but he's definitely carrying a lot more than he's letting on.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

Interesting. I'll try not to pry.

I'll consider talking to him, if you really want. But I can't promise not to prod into tender subjects if they could be useful, Jean. Knowledge is a tool and I use it.

Posted by

heartofthedream

I'm not saying to avoid it entirely.

I do think we need to know as much as we can about all of this, and if the three of you putting your heads together, and anyone else here if there more people from even more places, helps to solve any part of this, I am for it.

I just want you to be aware.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

Alright. If you can arrange a meeting, I'll try. But Starks and I don't always get along.

Posted by

heartofthedream

I'll get back to you with a time and a place.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

Thank you Jean. And know you can always ask me for anything.

Posted by

heartofthedream

[ ooc: alas, no formatting, writing from work email nose wrinkle But, hey, at least you get me while I'm cheating anyway? (Unless formatting lack is a problem, and I can totally wait if so with no hard feelings!!! ]

Thank you for that. I think we're all going to need each other a lot in the coming weeks.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

I don't know about that. You're pretty damn independent.

Posted by

heartofthedream

Maybe sometimes.

But I'd never leave everyone else hung out to dry in this either.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

I know you wouldn't. But damn, it's nice to have backup for a change.

Posted by

portolan

Your scintillating conversational presence is requested at the Tabbard Winery in Central City tomorrow at 4pm.

[ A few minutes pass before the next text. ]

To be clear, this is a date.

Posted by

helpdesk_hero

[The only reason those few minutes can pass is because David.

Just.

Stares.

At the text for a long period of time. He was being asked out. On a date. By Balthier. It left a little clutter in his chest, and a warmth he wasn't expecting.]

I'll be there of course.

Posted by

portolan

Dearest Moon,

I have always run from Fate. Wondering whether that makes me a hero or a fool has consumed more hours of my life than I care to admit. Am I fighting through necessary difficulty to write my own story, or am I simply losing the things that could be precious while I walk the path that was already set for me? You’ll see, I hope, that it should terrify me that our meeting may have been the whim of some god, or some deeper line of Fate conspiring to place us together. Truthfully, it doesn’t, and that leaves me feeling like I’m standing on fresh flight-legs, not quite sure of the gravity in a vessel hurtling me toward an endless sky. I’ve asked myself why, and the truth is, I don’t care what the mechanism was for our meeting. I only care that it happened. If the cost of that is accepting that I may indeed be some small pawn in the game of Fate, so be it. I would pay whatever I could manage to keep you.

There is a word in my dear friend’s language that means “longing to have known you a long time already.” That is how I felt the first time we talked. The sentiment has only deepened. Perhaps it is the way of a candle, so built for immediacy.

I look perpetually forward to our meeting again.

Yours,

Balthier