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[dwelt]

i've seen it, it's irregular.
his body is new but the seal isn't. we're going to need to work with old gods.
are you up for that?

[extent]

[ 'when' is all but typed out but nick knows he doesn't want the answe, not even a little bit, so it gets quickly deleted and replaced in the interest of some shred of self-preservation. ]

i mean if we wanna get into the nitty gritty of it i'd argue theres no god older than my shit
life itself and all that
but yeah


if im being fr theres not a whole lot i wont do to sort this
it's really fucked he's stuck w it

[dwelt]

sometimes life needs a kick, you know that. i have one in mind. she can help get rid of it.
do you want to meet tomorrow?

[extent]

yeah i can probably make that happen

will we need space/privacy/quiet/etc for whoever you have in mind?

[dwelt]

[clearly August isn't used to him having a busy schedule because 'make that happen' reads wrong.]

privacy and no light. candlelight is fine.

[extent]

my room's an option
obviously
but if you want somewhere less [ less ?????????? ] bedroomy
i can probably hunt out a spot theres some emptyish rooms about the place

[dwelt]

we aren't discussing black magic in your room.
can you find somewhere else?

[extent]

yeah i'll look around for a bit today and find a spot

[ even though yknow he's...so busy ]

[dwelt]

i can if you're too busy.

[is August reading his mind or]

[extent]

[ is august reading his mind- no that

seems unlikely ]

no it's fine i can
i mean
im not saying you can't that would be stupid i mean youre allowed to look too
but its no trouble

[dwelt]

[that's probably one of the weirdest texts he's ever received.]

i know.
what are you so busy with? do you want help?

[extent]

[ there's only a handful of things that august won't want to be involved with, unfortunately, so— ]

drug stuff
new weed thing im trying
i'm just fucking around with effects its not interesting

[dwelt]

[allllrighty then.]

right
i'll see you tomorrow.

[extent]

ok

[ which should be a fine place to leave it, except he doesn't really want to stop talking at all, is the thing. ]

what are you up to anyway

[dwelt]

i'm on a walk

[extent]

how cold is it?

[dwelt]

not bad, not like home.
you should come with me sometime

[extent]

i'd like that

[ too quick. god. ]

how long has it been since you've been back?

[dwelt]

years?
i visited once or twice after i left.

[extent]

oh
it's really been that long?

[dwelt]

yeah.

[he thought he told him, but maybe not. hard to say, when all he did was avoid home to avoid more guilt.]

that's what i meant when i said i wanted to make up for lost time.

[extent]

i didnt know it was that much time, i guess

[dwelt]

i wish it hadn't been.

[extent]

we can change that though
i mean when we figure out a way home or whatever

[dwelt]

[he wants to lie and say yes, wants to believe that they'll remember their time here and he'll end up right at Nick's door, but he's a realist.]

do you think we'll remember our time here?