trade my soul for a wish

[from_scratch]

This is a successor to "call me maybe", which is getting crowded.

Cam is dipping a grilled cheese sandwich into a bowl of tomato soup when he feels the summons. He goes ahead and grabs it. Doesn't even drop the sandwich.


with Mark (kappa)

with Adanya (Aestrix)

with Sable (kappa)

with Ari (andaisq)

with Metella (kappa)

with Miles (kappa)

with Isabella (Eva)

with Steel (Rockeye)

with Daphne (Maggie)

with Edie (Maggie)

Comments

[thisvorlunatic]

"I see. I lament my incomplete education, but I see. Thank you for warning me."

[from_scratch]

"You're welcome. So, I know your two and a half dialects of English, and how to write one and a half of them in Cyrillic, and your bits of Russian and Greek and French and how to write them in Cyrillic too."

[thisvorlunatic]

"How convenient for you. Especially if you're going to listen to all the Barrayaran music with lyrics I carefully and pointlessly avoided giving you. Uh, some of Astra's Greek stuff gets pretty filthy, I feel I should warn you in case you don't like that sort of thing."

[from_scratch]

Shrug. It makes his wings ripple.

[thisvorlunatic]

"Any other important information you feel like giving me before I send you back?"

[from_scratch]

"I don't know what info you had to start with. Your circle's very nicely done, so you had somebody who knew what they were doing, but they didn't tell you about languages, so I don't know what you're missing."

[thisvorlunatic]

"My education on how to bind daeva went into great depth. I am also forewarned that there is no such thing as a soul, at least not for you. Relatedly, I have no education on gagging daeva, not that I want any. I have overviews of the three kinds of powers, but not details such as 'he can just conjure their entire discography anyway'."

[from_scratch]

"I can conjure an entire discography anyway. I can conjure this entire planet if I want, but demons are shit at minds, so if I tried conjuring the humans on it they'd just sort of loll around brainlessly. Going big is a general substitute for knowing what I'm after."

[thisvorlunatic]

"Please don't conjure an entire Barrayar populated by mindless quasihumans. That sounds immensely creepy."

[from_scratch]

"Oh, yeah, I steer clear of manufacturing basement-dwellers, that part was meant to be reassuring that I cannot duplicate you in any meaningful sense."

[thisvorlunatic]

"I actually did know that part; my contact mentioned that the daeva realms lack any way to acquire a human population. 'Basement-dwellers'?"

[from_scratch]

"That's what mindless human-shaped things are called, in Anglophone demonic parlance, because it's polite to keep them in the basement or similarly squirreled away."

[thisvorlunatic]

"I'm going to regret it if I ask what one keeps mindless human-shaped things in one's basement for, aren't I."

[from_scratch]

"I don't know, are you?"

[thisvorlunatic]

"It seems likely."

[from_scratch]

"Then don't ask."

[thisvorlunatic]

"I wasn't planning on it. Anyway, I think that's all for now, thank you."

[from_scratch]

"Sure." Wag, wag. Wingstretch.

[thisvorlunatic]

The tail-wagging is so adorable.

Dismiss, dismiss.

[from_scratch]

Poof.