[viktor waves a hand at the thanks, consider the snack question.] Hm, I am not picky, really. I suppose if there's anything you're used to from your world I would enjoy getting a chance to try it. If we are to be thrown into a hellish beastscape we should at least attempt a little cultural exchange.
[dry but sincere enough, he does think it would be interesting to see something palamedes may consider more familiar. piltover was always so boring with it's food but zaun? growing up in the undercity gave him an iron stomach for most food. if it isn't slimy, moving, or maybe just a little toxic it isn't proper undercity cuisine.
'spirit of innovation' makes him snort softly.] Ah, that is my favorite excuse to use with him in these matters. That and 'no progress happens without a little risk.'
She sounds like she would have been the one getting us out of a mess, which will not happen because our plan is quite solid. [uh huh. a shame though, the more he hears the more he'd like to meet this woman. he wonders how often people who vanish end up returning, if that is ultimately a good or bad thing for the person.
I'll — see what I can do. [The Sixth is terminally rote and Palamedes' aptitude for good food is shaky at best, but he'll try to go grocery shopping. The Fifth's cooking is good, perhaps that...
Well, that's for future Palamedes to worry over, in the exact way he doesn't worry at all about bleeding all over the house for magic's sake. He blinks out of the odd little conundrum there - stumped! by snacks! - and gives a short little laugh at 'a little risk.']
That must do wonders for his blood pressure. I can't say I wouldn't do the exact same, in your shoes. [Which, on that note,] Cam would, and she would like you, but it'd be hell to get her to admit it.
[He says it with as much fondness as he can muster; stubborn, stern Camilla is obviously the best cavalier-best-friend-teammate-etc. one can have, do not listen to anyone else from the Nine Houses, and if he already likes Viktor, she would too. QED. One day she might even wash up on shore again to prove him right — call that a teamwork thing.
Mm, yes. Well then.]
How does a few days from now sound, for blood practice? Two, three? Or — since that sun isn't turning back on anytime soon, I'd wager — whenever, once I've rounded up some snacks.
Eh, is this one of those matters where I should bring something as well? [he just decides to plainly ask that. the minutia of social script, especially upper class, often eludes him. he sort of doubts pal cares all that much even from a short time of knowing him but might as well ask.
it's probably polite to ask? or a faux pas. once again he thanks the annoying patrons of this world the society here is more interested in survival than this.]
It's good for him, he is too much of a... a 'people pleaser.' [it takes him a moment to think of the phrase before remembering with a snap of his fingers.] Well, as much as I don't wish this place on anyone I do hope I get the chance to meet her. I'd like to hear all the no doubt embarrassing stories she has about you.
[said innocently, offering pal a smile. that's just the price one pays for having a childhood friend meeting a new friend, unfortunately.]
Yes, please send me a message when you're prepared. I'll likely have the key made by then. [honestly another thing he misses about jayce, free access to a forge. not that he'd just have one here but boy, back at home it was wonderful to be able to ask any metalwork he might need on a whim.] And do be careful, will you? I've noticed a bit of an uptick in odd monsters since those meteors and portals started. That and everyone quite bent out of shape about the lack of sunlight.
Hm? No, you're fine. You're already providing the incense — but still no. [He does not have strong feelings about this reciprocal social delivery thing, good call. The incense counts if they're going to go at it like that, which he isn't.
Anyway, hm, hey?? He has just enough time to think of Jayce the wealthy people-pleaser and pin him down as very Third, but the way that the nice princess of the Third House is very Third, and not the violent way the other one is — before Viktor says this bit about embarrassing stories and he is forced to make a face and click his pen a whole bunch more times. Mmph, that is a fair hit—
Ultimately he can't help but grin about it, though, even if he makes the paltry effort to look away at another table instead of straight at Viktor when he does, like he is Not Grinning at All. Alright, yes, he would probably allow this.]
Well, if you must. [Hear about his dumb childhood antics, that is. One day he'll tell Viktor about the locked room puzzle of Dr. Sex, which is not funny or embarrassing, except for, well.] Her delivery is phenomenal.
[He'd be too busy enjoying the meeting-of-friends to fuss about it, anyway — absolutely saccharine of him, possibly even more embarrassing than the stories.]
I'm fine in the dark. If you don't hear from me it's because I forgot how to make snacks and spiraled, not because I've been eaten, or something. [haha. jokes. ahem.] Well — in a few days, then.
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[dry but sincere enough, he does think it would be interesting to see something palamedes may consider more familiar. piltover was always so boring with it's food but zaun? growing up in the undercity gave him an iron stomach for most food. if it isn't slimy, moving, or maybe just a little toxic it isn't proper undercity cuisine.
'spirit of innovation' makes him snort softly.] Ah, that is my favorite excuse to use with him in these matters. That and 'no progress happens without a little risk.'
She sounds like she would have been the one getting us out of a mess, which will not happen because our plan is quite solid. [uh huh. a shame though, the more he hears the more he'd like to meet this woman. he wonders how often people who vanish end up returning, if that is ultimately a good or bad thing for the person.
ah well.]
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Well, that's for future Palamedes to worry over, in the exact way he doesn't worry at all about bleeding all over the house for magic's sake. He blinks out of the odd little conundrum there - stumped! by snacks! - and gives a short little laugh at 'a little risk.']
That must do wonders for his blood pressure. I can't say I wouldn't do the exact same, in your shoes. [Which, on that note,] Cam would, and she would like you, but it'd be hell to get her to admit it.
[He says it with as much fondness as he can muster; stubborn, stern Camilla is obviously the best cavalier-best-friend-teammate-etc. one can have, do not listen to anyone else from the Nine Houses, and if he already likes Viktor, she would too. QED. One day she might even wash up on shore again to prove him right — call that a teamwork thing.
Mm, yes. Well then.]
How does a few days from now sound, for blood practice? Two, three? Or — since that sun isn't turning back on anytime soon, I'd wager — whenever, once I've rounded up some snacks.
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it's probably polite to ask? or a faux pas. once again he thanks the annoying patrons of this world the society here is more interested in survival than this.]
It's good for him, he is too much of a... a 'people pleaser.' [it takes him a moment to think of the phrase before remembering with a snap of his fingers.] Well, as much as I don't wish this place on anyone I do hope I get the chance to meet her. I'd like to hear all the no doubt embarrassing stories she has about you.
[said innocently, offering pal a smile. that's just the price one pays for having a childhood friend meeting a new friend, unfortunately.]
Yes, please send me a message when you're prepared. I'll likely have the key made by then. [honestly another thing he misses about jayce, free access to a forge. not that he'd just have one here but boy, back at home it was wonderful to be able to ask any metalwork he might need on a whim.] And do be careful, will you? I've noticed a bit of an uptick in odd monsters since those meteors and portals started. That and everyone quite bent out of shape about the lack of sunlight.
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Anyway, hm, hey?? He has just enough time to think of Jayce the wealthy people-pleaser and pin him down as very Third, but the way that the nice princess of the Third House is very Third, and not the violent way the other one is — before Viktor says this bit about embarrassing stories and he is forced to make a face and click his pen a whole bunch more times. Mmph, that is a fair hit—
Ultimately he can't help but grin about it, though, even if he makes the paltry effort to look away at another table instead of straight at Viktor when he does, like he is Not Grinning at All. Alright, yes, he would probably allow this.]
Well, if you must. [Hear about his dumb childhood antics, that is. One day he'll tell Viktor about the locked room puzzle of Dr. Sex, which is not funny or embarrassing, except for, well.] Her delivery is phenomenal.
[He'd be too busy enjoying the meeting-of-friends to fuss about it, anyway — absolutely saccharine of him, possibly even more embarrassing than the stories.]
I'm fine in the dark. If you don't hear from me it's because I forgot how to make snacks and spiraled, not because I've been eaten, or something. [haha. jokes. ahem.] Well — in a few days, then.