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[Oh.

Oh wow.

That's...not what he was expecting, though if he thinks about it he really wouldn't have a good answer for what he's expecting. This feels less task and more honor, and not just because of the judge aspect. #soblessed]

Understood. Let me know where they are or give them over and it'll be done.

Forgive me, but I've already taken the liberty of preparing them.

[Really, what were the chances Will would have said no? There is a reason Yuri trusts him as extensively as he does. A reason he trusts Will more than he trusts himself with this task...]

If you could come by immediately to collect them, I would be appreciative.

[He's not asking him to eat people or anything, of course he can't say no.]

Sure thing. I'll be there ASAP.

Thank you, Will.

Once again, I am in your debt.

[Now, it's time for his confession...]

[ This is actually a few days later in coming than Nicolas would have initially intended it to be, but...

Anyway, sorry Will. ]

This is Nicolas. You may already be aware of it, but I've been released from custody. I guess this makes this the first official check-in. I've been a little busy helping my, um, employers settle something starting right off from having been released, but I don't think any further trouble will be coming from that.

Call me back when you get a chance. I know you wanted to do face-to-face meetings over phonecalls, so...

[ You know. Pick a spot. ]

[He calls back within twenty minutes, and as soon as he hears a click starts with:]

Hey, glad you're out. You free tonight? Or would you rather wait til tomorrow?

[ Oh. That was fast. ]

Uh, tonight's fine? Yeah. Tonight's fine.

[Like any good boy, Will comes quickly when called.]

Tonight's fine for me, too. So. My place? Your place? The shop?

Uh, not my place. Too much... mail. [ Weird mail. ] Is the shop even decent to be in yet?

It is, yes. Didn't waste time getting it back together again. [Because that's a loss of profit, sure, but Will also fixes things that are not himself. So challenge was accepted and the distraction from Darker Matters was nice.] Just a matter of finishing touches now, but it's open for business.

Then there is good. I promise not to tear it apart this time.

I appreciate it. [Really, it's all mostly new stuff and that costs money. How nice of Nicolas to be polite.] An hour work? More?

An hour. I'm in Heropa already, so it's nothing to walk over.

All right. I'll be there, just let yourself in.

[Action?]

See you soon, then.

[ And while it is just over an hour before he arrives, he does get there. There's some hesitance to walk through that door, considering the last time he recalls it, he was throwing a vampire straight through it and the wall and just about anything else in their path.

But it's weird to linger outside too long, considering there's, you know, a window. It's not like he's invisible over here. So, yeah, walking in, looking around in a fairly sheepish manner (for a wolf, anyway). ]

[The place hardly looks like it went through a furry/fanged tornado...except for the fact that so much of it is clearly new. Redecoration happens, sure, but this much? Likely obvious to anyone that one of three things went on: Will came into a great sum of money, the building was stamped as having a lot of issues that needed fixing or it would be shut down, or it went through disaster.

And then there's Will, in casual plaid with a beanie firmly stuck on his head, apparently passing the time by fixing up the wall of lures behind the counter. Nicolas may notice they're all color coordinated. That may be impressive or sad, considering.]

Hey. [Said as he puts a light blue lure in place, eyeing it for a moment before he turns around to face Nicolas.] Good to see you out.

[Some people belonged in cages. Some did not. Nicolas never struck him as the sort who was in the first group. Not in this population, at least.]

[ Nicolas can't seem to find an opinion on the lures one way or another, though the coordination of color does draw the eye. For all he knows, that could be the way all bait shops arrange their little fish hook decorations. Could fish even see color? Was it more for the human eye? Would the ensuing conversation about fishing be worth the risk of asking about them? ]

Uh, yeah... [ He drags his attention off the lures, shifting it over to Will instead. ] Wasn't too fond of being cooped up, so it is nice to be out and about again. Ah, even if not everyone agrees.

[There's actually Science behind the colors, but it may not be worth the ensuing conversation. Depends on how much Nicolas gives a rat fart about fish and their special eyes and how colors are different underwater.]

I wouldn't worry about it, if I were you. Nobody's ever gonna agree on anything, much less how certain issues should be settled in this place. [It's not like people hadn't far worse than Nicolas and gotten off just the same, after all. Shit happens. Will doesn't seem bothered by any of this, now leaning across the counter with his hands loosely clasping each other.] I like to be hands off with this process. Done me fine the last time I went through it. You're an adult. I feel that's fair. I'll expect you to manage your own curfew, being out past it only for emergencies or situations you couldn't have predicted. Torrential downpour, for instance. But if something like that does happen, you can call me and I'll give you a ride wherever you need to go. That's not, that's not a problem. I'm here for you when you need me. Now, if you can check in daily, just a text or call, that's great. If you get busy and time slips away...I'm not a stickler about. That. [It just sounded better when he was possibly being monitored by Nicolas' guards to be matter-of-fact instead of slightly cool probation officer.] Don't buy anything you aren't supposed to, don't be out when you're not supposed to, don't do anything big you're not supposed to do...and this should be a relatively painless two months.

[He looks up, hands moving outward in place of a shrug. Relatively painless is what they both want, right? He hopes so.]

Sound good to you? Questions?

[ your child and that shithead who's the equivalent of that one kid in school that always causes trouble got into a fight, Will. ]

Sasha bit me.

[ Dorian's showing his maturity here as he just...fricken tattles on Sasha for doing something while affected by a magic whatever. ]

[BUT MS. JOHNSON BOBBY WAS TALKING TOOOOOOO WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE GETTING IN TROUBLE THIS ISN'T FAAAAAAAIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRR

Will blinks, stares for a moment, and finally:]

Where?

On the hand. A few days ago I was trying to convince her that she was affected by whatever nonsense was going around. She retaliated by biting me.

[ put her in time out!!! ]

Did you retaliate back?

[did you smack his precious hunter bb]

She's nineteen, of course I didn't.

[ he just yelled at said hunter bb ]

[Dorian caring about age when it comes to danger is how you get yourself wrecked, but it's nice you have some tiny sliver of morality in you somewhere. Possibly.]

What do you want me to do about it?

Well...look, there's no way to phrase this delicately, but she's from one of those worlds that's some shade of dystopia. Has she had all her shots?

[ look, Dorian doesn't KNOW what sort of diseases people ignore about while attacking titans. and he's from the 1800s so he certainly hasn't had all his shots and yes he knows he has a portrait but his portrait was weird with regards to lycanthropy, it might be weird about disease!!! ]

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voicemail;

hollaback girl call back;

but i ain't yo hollaback girl

dis my shit dis my shit

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action like an action movie walk away while the bait shop blows up (again)

how rude

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video; post the road not taken plot

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