[closed] no cat puns allowed

[dissonyance]

WHO: Leaks & 'friends'
WHERE: Stygia
WHEN: November
WHAT: Catch-all for the month
WARNINGS: Nothing yet; will update when needed


[ starters below for the month!
want something? just PM me and let's set something up!
alternatively, touch my plotting post here. ]

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[uncourteous]

[ even for callisto, he finds it difficult not to find the sudden swell of pride... anything short of kind of endearing? considering this is the same man who discussed murder with him in such fervor on their first meeting, it almost seems ironic that the same person actually managed to save him.

an act he would naturally not forget to repay. he isn't sure how to in a land like this so opposite of his own where he doesn't carry immense status nor wealth, but... what else to use but his body, right? or so he resigns himself inwardly, before giving a small smile. ] You really are a strange one.

[ but, the words are said in a gentler manner than he's used to speaking.

with that: ] Well, if you ever need someone to vouch for your abilities. You could say your first patient has managed to survive against all odds. [ instinctively, he places a hand over his wound, pressing against the freshly sealed flesh. more quietly, he says: ] Thanks.

[ now they both have things they won't admit to. ]

[dissonyance]

Strange...?

[ is he? leaks supposes that he probably is strange, though to what extent he's not sure. what qualifies as such? what has this man encountered and to what degree is leaks unusual compared to others callisto know? still, his tone is not harsh. it doesn't make the magician bristle. it's... he would say pleasant but...

who would seriously compliment him? praise him? it feels all too strange. ]

... I suppose I can refer to you as a success.

[ that being said, leaks finally takes the used cloths and lays them into a nearby bowl. ]

I have a humble request. Do not put yourself in unnecessary danger.

[uncourteous]

[ initially, at the word "request," he perks up. if just all the more prepared to make good on his word. if there was something he wanted, callisto wouldn't think it strange at all to try and adhere to his request. only, it's nothing that he expects.

his brows raise and he can't deny the hint of shock that actually penetrates his features. it takes him all but a second too long to correct his expression. he covers his mouth slightly, his gaze settling downwards as if he were deeply contemplating something. maybe his life?

it's odd to think that someone would tell him this. a stranger no less. to be honest, he's been far more accustomed to fake words of praise or a severe lack of actual affection or warmth from people. whether it's intended to sound caring or not, it's undeniable that is affects a part of him. that said: ]

Ha. [ he is... still himself. ] If that's all, I think I can manage. [ a small smile. ]

You too, doctor. Who else could I come to as a bloody mess?

🎀

[dissonyance]

[ live or die, leaks feels the same. if they're meant to continue on, even here, then they will. if not? they will go and the memories will linger for as long as they should. not could or will. that's just how it is to him. it doesn't matter how fond he might become of others. ]

I am sure there are plenty that can tend to your injuries. Grievous or not.

[ but would leaks feel bad if he couldn't be here to treat callisto? maybe. ]

Familiar as you may be... it does not factor into what I do or plan to do.

[ as he turns, the tip of his tail swishes from side to side out beneath his robes, by his feet. ]