IC Contact

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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, NOBORI.

FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 17.128.903.472

*** NOBORI has joined 17.128.903.472

<NOBORI> Hello! This is Ingo!
<NOBORI> How may I help you?

Other Handles: Wayward [anon]

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[i_am_emmet]

[And without a further word, Emmet is already on the couch trying to twist himself around Ingo.]

[offtracks]

[Back to the way they were, then!

...which means Ingo is probably supposed to talk again. Dangit.]

The moon still isn't back. I don't know if anything is happening with that. I have not looked at the network for some time.

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet expected Ingo not being on the network. He sighs and signs something against Ingo about how he bets next month a giant creature will come from the sea and attack Bavan or something.]

[offtracks]

Ah, perhaps it will. Why not?

[Ingo doesn't even care if it does, at this point.]

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet starts to pick at some of his own fur.]

[He knew he should try and perk up some, sit up, place his hands on his hips and try and make it fun. Or silly.]

[Be he didn't want to.]

[offtracks]

[No problem! That's Ingo's job, regardless of how much he's falling down on it at the moment. He takes a breath and tries to rally.]

It has been difficult to take the dogs out, or let Gliscor go hunting, because it has been raining poison! I hope that will stop soon, at least. But whatever else might be happening in town does not seem to be reaching this far, this time - I'm sure there is more to it than the rain.

[i_am_emmet]

[It had hardly registered to Emmet about the rain.]

[LET. IT. STAY. THERE.]

[Emmet just wanted some peace. Emmet just wanted to forget about everything outside of the perimeter of the couch right now.]

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Yes, yes. I quite agree.

[He goes quiet again. It seemed like such a simple plan when he was coming back from the site of his own death: going forward, have no further feelings about any of it and just behave normally for Emmet. In practice, it isn't quite working out. But then, what did he expect? He's failed at everything else.]

Do you want to take a nap here? I'm rather tired.

[It's like early afternoon at best but sure]

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet decided to change into travel form then, so they could just stay there and if Ingo wanted to nap, he could, and if Emmet just wanted to lay on his brother's chest and look down at him like a weird cat, he could.]

[offtracks]

[Ingo stretches out and closes his eyes.






He's absolutely not actually sleeping he's just laying there failing to sleep, just like he fails at everything else]

[i_am_emmet]

[Emmet just moves enough so he could watch Ingo. After a small period of time, Emmet curls up on Ingo's chest then stretches out so his head could be right underneath Ingo's chin.]