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Catch all IC contact post for Will Graham at asgardeventide
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[Note: Will is unlikely to use video unless there is a good need for it. He'd be more inclined to do text until he's made a substantial recovery and becomes more comfortable with voice.]

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[tonsofpun]

Joel and Tess are really... good at what they do. There's a reason I ended up with them. Most people would've fucked right off.

But they're not the biggest, baddest motherfuckers on the playing field right now.

[Truth be told, Ellie alone is probably more dangerous than most people in this fucking city.]

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You're not saying that Barty is the biggest, baddest motherfucker on the playing field right now, are you?

[Will's well aware that he can sit on a bench and talk amicably with someone and them still be dangerous to other people, eventually himself. Snakes react differently to different creatures.]

Because none of us are. If anyone out there stuck in the same place as you and me and everyone else is talking about being so bigger and badder, then they're delusional.

[Sorry Satan.]

[tonsofpun]

Not even close.

[It might sound like she's underestimating him, but she knows he's not one for a stand-up fight. Her fear is what he can do when her back is turned, not what physical damage he could deal her.]

... but you know what I mean. Sometimes just knowing what you're capable of is enough to keep people from fucking with you.

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Or make them more interested.

[If it sounds like he's speaking from experience, it's because he is. A lot of experience, for what Will he was capable of, what he could become capable of, and what it was thought he was capable of. He thinks she knows what he means in her own way, if she ended up locked in a cage.]

What do you do to de-stress here? Have you done it lately?

["I make myself pot"?]

[tonsofpun]

Yeah, it kinda works the opposite way for the psychopaths.

... and Will-

[She half-laughs, trails off.]

Is that your way of telling me to chill out?

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[Doesn't it just.]

Might be. [Yes.] You've got a lot on your plate and Barty's got under your skin. [Haha.] I don't know what you do, but I'd suggest giving it a go. [Because his suggestions never help get people killed, no way!!!!] It's only going to get worse. Have to take care of yourself if you're going to make it through.

[Because Will totally did that himself.

Not.]

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie is quiet for a time. Then, finally, there is the sound of turning pages. And Ellie clears her throat.]

My friend's bakery burned down last night. Now his business is toast.

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[Oh no.]

Do you know if it was arson or an accident? He forget to turn off an oven? That's just how the cookie crumbles sometimes.

[tonsofpun]

[She gets ready to tell him it's a joke, but then starts laughing.]

Aha.

You're a punster.

Okay, okay. I've got one. I know why you're not in the army.

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[Because I couldn't pass the psychiatric evaluation? Or because I can't shoot a gun without taking a certain stance? Nope.]

Why's that?

[tonsofpun]

Because of the phrase "fire at Will."

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[IS THIS REAL LIFE

Because Will Graham is laughing, actually laughing, no bitter edge added in. Caught him by surprise, hadn't even though that far ahead, but he's laughing. Good show.]

Glad to see you're not koi about this. Let minnow if you get another one locked and loaded. Or do you have more Will ones lined up?

[tonsofpun]

[Immediately, Ellie starts laughing with him, a full-throated, genuine laugh that shows her age, dissolves into giggle fits when he keeps going. It's not often she finds someone to go back and forth with.

She tries to forget that the last time she found another punster, it was Moriarty.]

Whale, whale, whale. What have we got here?

We should scale back on the fish puns. I don't have any more for your name, but if I think of them, I will dolphinitely get back to you.

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[No, no, this is good—if he can go back and forth with her, can make her laugh more, lift the spirits, relieve stress, things could be. Better. For a little bit.

He's had his own run-ins with Moriarty; he wouldn't be surprised to find them comparable in more ways than one.]

Is this happening? This scampi happening. You can try to get me in the fish puns—anyfin is possible if you don't trout yourself—but you're getting in the deep end now, Ellie.

[It never ends.

Oh God, it never ends.

He sounds too pleased with it to want it to end, deep or shallow.]

text

[liquidsky]

You know I don't care much for prison. I feel it's a sentiment we share.

Where are you?

[Barty has never really had that many possessions. Right now they mostly consist of the clothes he's wearing, the weapons Will has returned to him and a small book he's scribbling into in a language barely anyone could read, even if his handwriting was neater than it is at the moment.

Oh, and a chocolate bar he's been saving.]

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Prison is terrible.
I'm in my room here.
What happened?

[liquidsky]

Don't be there, given you don't want me there.

Nothing yet. We'll see.

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It's not that I don't want you here.
It's that there's other people with me who would not want you here.
If it was just me, it wouldn't be an issue.
Where are YOU?

[liquidsky]

Same result. I am not insulted, Will, if I ever pout at you over text I'll be sure to mark it appropriately.

With ._. perhaps.

I'm moving.

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[JADE]

Don't pout :(
Moving in with someone, moving in somewhere by yourself, what?

[liquidsky]

I'll remain stoic.

:P

Moving via walking. One step after the other. I've not decided where yet.

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You tried.
So how close are you to Odin?
We could just walk this time.
Good for me not to remain too stationary.

[liquidsky]

Tell me where you want to meet.

Good for us both.

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Our old spot.
Give me about 15.
Good for you?

[liquidsky]

Just fabulous.

I'll be waiting.