Sanctum IC Contact

[bothbarrels]

 I suppose if you've reached this message I'm not around to accept your contact.
So, you can just leave it here, and I'll be sure to contact you back as soon as I can.

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Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

That would be great! I have been dreaming of soup~

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

It better be the soup of your dreams, then. What kind of dumplings did you want?

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

Meat dumplings! (But if meat's that expensive I'll pay you back promise.)

I think it's already the soup of my dreams if you're bringing it to me.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

What kind of meat is what I meant.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

Oh! Oops. Um.

Pork. I think they're pork.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

Okay. It'll be vat-grown pork but it ought to taste just fine.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

Well of course, vat meat is the best. It'd be kind of silly to waste good regular meat on dumplings right because the stuff in there is all ground up.

I like vat meat better anyway. Animals are cute.

Except chickens. Fuck them.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

Perks of being a native I guess. That's all normal to you.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

Wait you don't have vat protein. You just eat animals? GROSS.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

That's the way of it. I'm used to my food having a face.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

Oh my god that's scary and hardcore and a little sexy I don't know how I feel about this.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

Well, I've never slaughtered a pig myself so don't be too impressed. Though it's something I'm sure I could do if I was taught.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

Well I've never slaughtered a pig either.

I've killed lots of dysthropes but I don't know if it's different. And I don't think I really want to know. (And you don't eat dysthropes after you kill them cause ew!)

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

It's definitely different. You'd have to raise the pig yourself before you got around to slaughtering it. It'd be like a pet to you.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

That would be so sad. If I had to do that I don't think I'd want to eat meat any more ever. :(

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

And that's what makes me so hardcore, right?

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

I guess it must be. Though I bet there are other reasons. Guess you'll just have to show me!

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

We'll make a day of it sometime.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

I'd like that!

I'll just hope there's time, since you're so busy.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

[ Well, here it comes. If he's going to be truthful, he's going to have to at least tell her something about what had occurred. ]

I wasn't that busy yesterday. Something happened with the reflections. You remember how there have been things in the reflections? I saw something that really bothered me and I ended up taking a day off of everything to deal with it.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

[Well shit. Why didn't he say something then?]

Oh. I wish you'd told me. I wouldn't have kept trying to bother you. I'm really sorry. I hope you feel better now, North.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

I'm closer to being okay.

[ He still has to have the inevitable talk with York before things will feel resolved—at least, he hopes that's possible. ]

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

But still not okay?

[Now she's kind of worried. Okay, really worried. Yay, being stuck in the hospital and completely unable to do anything.

Then again if there was even anything she could do, wouldn't have North talked to her before now? This is... odd.]

If you're still not feeling good it's... okay. You don't have to make me soup or come here. You have to take care of yourself and that's more important.

And if I can do anything tell me okay?

Zen hugs.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[bothbarrels]

No, I want to. I want to see you. And we can talk about what happened when I'm there.

Day 158 | Morning | Text

[pain_train]

If you're sure. I'm just... worried about you. I think I'm allowed to worry about you since you're my best friend.

[She might have been wondering a lot over the last day how being kissed by your best friend worked in to that. She really needs to ask Whiskey about this. Or maybe Christine. Christine might be better to ask, actually.]

But okay. I'm happy to listen if that'll help you feel better.