017 - Loose to me the good gray dogs / That are bound with iron bands

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Aniki shows up... tied to a chair. Because this is how Rosto helps his friends. She twists her wrists uselessly against the ropes, which Kora spelled to hold against blades and breakage. And as it was already spelled to weave itself into one single, long length when touched with the proper charm... She's sort of stuck.]

Gods-cursed maniac.

Comments

[ghostlighter]

This... has nothing to do with me wanting to keep it. Okay? You have people who are willing to do something like this — [holds up the rope for emphasis] — to get you to stay in one place. And if they find out you managed to get around it? What then?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Then I think of something else.

[ghostlighter]

[He holds the rope out to her.] Can't say I didn't warn you.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Crosses her arms.] Keep it.

I don't need protecting, all right?

[ghostlighter]

Does it look like I'm protecting you? This is advice. That's all. [He lets his hand drop back to his side, however.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Rather concerned for someone not being protective.

[ghostlighter]

What, is it against the rules to be concerned for a stranger? My bad, I must have missed that memo.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Your bad what, and what in the name of Mithros is 'memo'?

[ghostlighter]

... [sdfn] It's slang. 'My bad' anything, I guess. A memo is like a note people put out in public places so everyone else sees it too.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Right. [Sighs and rubs the back of her neck.]

[ghostlighter]

Yeah. [At least it got her off the concern = protection thing.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

...mmhm.

...

So. You're a mage, then?

[ghostlighter]

[Opens his mouth to reply, then pauses and shakes his head.] ... No, not really. [Not anymore.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Not satisfied with this answer, but eh. He's obviously not going to say more.] You used someone else's spell, then? A pre-made one. To 'phase' it? Or technology of some kind?

[ghostlighter]

It was my own power. Just... not magic.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Raised eyebrow]

[ghostlighter]

[Bit of a look in return. Can't she just be grateful she's not tied to the chair anymore?]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Both eyebrows now, closes her eyes and shrugs. B\] Your business, I suppose.

[ghostlighter]

Yeah. Exactly.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Snort. She can't help chuckling a little, sorry Chris.]

[ghostlighter]

[Eyeroll.] We done here?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Not particularly sociable, are you? Little wonder I've not met you before.

[ghostlighter]

Don't really have reason to be.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You must be fair fond of the world they saddled you with, then. [Intrigued and purposefully dense when it comes to people trying to excuse themselves, she is. Partially because she's curious. Partially because she enjoys their annoyance.]

[ghostlighter]

... Saddled me with?