[This will all take her some stretch of time, of course.]
it makes me happy to be useful, even in the smallest way.
i have no name to give it, and as you might have gathered, neither do the locals. it did not feel supernatural, but i was never able to get as close to it as i'd find it getting to other people. i've been spending a lot of time in the jungle. it can hide itself well from sight, and produces gas that evokes uncontrolled emotional responses.
it is afraid of me, because it seems to be afraid of light.
[And since she cannot stop emitting her own light, to those that can detect it.]
because of this, it often spotted me before i could find it, and would hurry away, as you saw.
i have no reason as to why it seems keenly to want to make people feel terrible. but if i'm allowed to guess, i would say it's trying to protect its territory, or the undergrowth itself. when a person cannot get a handle on what they're feeling, their destruction often turns inward.
your assumption is all that it does is cause harm. it may have some purpose to the jungle unknown to us. not everything is immediately clear, i'm certain you must understand this.
[He's not a little child, she's saying.]
if it was of real danger, it would leave the jungle, and relentlessly pursue everyone. you simply have to take care. the way you might take care when there are tigers.
am i being clear enough?
protecting yourself doesn't mean to kill without thinking.
So you think that it might have a use that we're not aware of?
What is the worst thing that you think would happen if someone tried to kill it?
[ look Ammy. he respects you, but, the benefits need to outweigh the drawbacks. if a small species of flower goes extinct because a weird thing isn't terrorizing people anymore, that's too bad, but justifiable. ]
Of course. The best form of flattery involves no lies at all. It's pointing out the truths that someone else desperately wants acknowledged. For example: you are impossibly valiant and fearless in bed.
( At some point after the holiday ball, Anders drops by to hand off his belated Satinalia gift to Ocelot. In a burlap bag wrapped in red ribbon, he will find several different colored scarves as well as a jar of warming salve Anders mixed together to soothe aches and pains. There's also a small stack of homemade dog biscuits in there for DD. He hopes they both like it! )
[ A decent sized package will appear at his door. It has a note in heavy lettering. ] ]
Ocelot, 1. I promise this is not a bomb. It's safe to open up. 2. The cookies in red are for DD the cookies in white are for you 3. Enjoy
Fröhliche Weihnachten mein fruend Reinhardt
[ Inside the box he will indeed find cookies for both him and the dog. He'll also find a hand made gun holster. Only it's not a wolf on there, but an Ocelot. ]
I could speed the process up with magic, but that's risky. It stimulates the natural process, after all, and I've already done enough of that. Any more and it could have harmful consequences.
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text; backdated to november.
hello.
you wanted me to tell you more about the creature in the jungle i did not want you to go near.
would you still like to know what i know?
don't tell dd ammy but you're the best wolfpal
And thanks again for the help.
[ while he's still unimpressed the whole ordeal happened in the first place, he's glad at least it was when he was with her. ]
ur secret is safe w her. but it's ok. dd is wolf son. ammy is wolf mom.
it makes me happy to be useful, even in the smallest way.
i have no name to give it, and as you might have gathered,
neither do the locals. it did not feel supernatural, but i was never able to get
as close to it as i'd find it getting to other people.
i've been spending a lot of time in the jungle.
it can hide itself well from sight, and produces gas that evokes uncontrolled
emotional responses.
it is afraid of me, because it seems to be afraid of light.
[And since she cannot stop emitting her own light, to those that can detect it.]
because of this, it often spotted me before i could find it,
and would hurry away, as you saw.
i have no reason as to why it seems keenly to want to make people feel terrible.
but if i'm allowed to guess, i would say it's trying to protect its territory, or the undergrowth itself.
when a person cannot get a handle on what they're feeling, their destruction often turns inward.
this is his life now :')
First of all, thanks for your detailed account. I imagine it couldn't be easy for you to type so much.
[ maybe she actually could teach DD how to do the same. but, that's a task for another day. ]
Do you think there's any way to kill it? Or, at least trap it in a small area so that it can't bother anyone else?
[ look. he really doesn't want to fall victim to it again. if he could harness it, on the other hand... well that might be something. ]
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if you cannot find one, i can escort you.
i do not mind.
its life isn't meaningless.
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[ although... ]
If all it does is cause harm, what's the point of it?
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though he supposes some could say the same about him]no subject
it may have some purpose to the jungle unknown to us.
not everything is immediately clear, i'm certain you must understand this.
[He's not a little child, she's saying.]
if it was of real danger, it would leave the jungle,
and relentlessly pursue everyone.
you simply have to take care.
the way you might take care when there are tigers.
am i being clear enough?
protecting yourself doesn't mean to kill without thinking.
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What is the worst thing that you think would happen if someone tried to kill it?
[ look Ammy. he respects you, but, the benefits need to outweigh the drawbacks. if a small species of flower goes extinct because a weird thing isn't terrorizing people anymore, that's too bad, but justifiable. ]
secret santa gift
text;
Not even a note?
[ although, looking for the secret gift-giver really was part of the fun. ]
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Of course not. The mystery was half the gift.
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I appreciated the mystery.
But, process of elimination made it a little easier to track you down. If you wanted to give me a real challenge, I'd have gone with boots.
[ after all, he has only slept with two men here so far. ]
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[ that's... not a total lie. he has some standards.
if Byerly counts as quality. ]no subject
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[ it's totally flattery. ]
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[ and as for truths that want to be acknowledged... ]
Not to mention, the only other Russian in El Nysa.
[ even if he was an imperialist. ]
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[ if anything, he's found El Nysa slightly more relaxing than his situation back home. ]
gift delivery
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A gift
Ocelot,
1. I promise this is not a bomb. It's safe to open up.
2. The cookies in red are for DD the cookies in white are for you
3. Enjoy
Fröhliche Weihnachten mein fruend
Reinhardt
[ Inside the box he will indeed find cookies for both him and the dog. He'll also find a hand made gun holster. Only it's not a wolf on there, but an Ocelot. ]
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April 1 misfire text, un: beatrix
It stimulates the natural process, after all, and I've already done enough of that.
Any more and it could have harmful consequences.
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Regardless, this sounds fascinating.
[ another one of those misfires. ]
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[She says, before noticing the username on the message she's just replied to. After a short pause:]
My apologies. That message wasn't meant to be sent to you.
I don't know how that happened, actually.
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Strange how they can resurrect the dead, but basic technology is beyond their grasp.
[ almost like it was intentional. ]