the Ring-Spirit (
improvking) wrote2020-06-07 10:53 pm
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[ Atem, you're worried about him, and that's sweet and all, but he is TRYING to REST,, ]
If you're so worried about my memories, maybe you shouldn't have wiped them when you stole both my true names.
[ What's an ancient spirit got to do to be allowed a NAP around here?? ]
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Oh, is that what happened? Sorry, I don't remember, either!
But that's no reason for either of us to play carelessly with the memories we do have.
[Hffffff. If the Ring-Spirit's going to show his fangs, it might not be the most productive approach to try to force this...
When Atem speaks again, it's in a tone of finality. He'll let it go, after this.]
Take a copy, if you want it. Call me, and I'll come.
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The Ring-Spirit isn't sure why, but the whole concept of a program that tells people when he's out is the most upsetting thing he's had to think about in a while. Which considering the current state of his former landlord? Yeah. He knows Atem meant well though, so as long as the subject's actually getting dropped... ]
If I need it, or you, I'll ask.
[ That this is poor phrasing for genuine gratitude does not occur to him. His still-annoyed tone doesn't help either.
He can't truly sleep without using a certain spell on himself, but he can still doze fitfully, and he's drifting into that. He mumbles the rest: ]
...You or him need me, I'll come too... y'can ask...
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And, what the Ring-Spirit follows it up with confirms that Atem's gut was right. He shuts his own eyes.]
I know.
Thank you.