[ The day after their contract is officially run out, Jonathan will find a stack of four neat boxes on the table where he pieces together his makeshift weapons, in the basement. Inside three of them are crisp, new suits, two in appropriately dark shades of black and red, and the last in blue.
(Tucked behind the ribbon around the top box is a card with the name and address of the shop that made them. There are two notes on the back, one indicating a scheduled fitting, late in the evening, just in case his estimate was off. The other simply says "Or in case you feel like returning them. - A")
In the fourth, smaller box, there are three ties and three pairs of socks. Theymighthaveasubtletheme. Apparently, it's a popular motif. ]
[This is, quite possibly, one the most embarrassing, yet thoughtful gifts Jonathan has ever received. He covers his face with a hand when he gets through everything, but he's grinning, more than a little charmed. Admittedly, he could always do with new clothes given his can some times get... very bloody.
Anders will receive a message a few days later once the suits have been appropriately tailored. It's a short message along with two photos.]
I feel better in touch with my lupine side already. Without a doubt, these will help in my efforts. Thank you, Anders.
-Jonathan
[In the first photo, Jonathan stands in front of his office desk in his most dignified pose. He's wearing the black suit with the blue wolf tie on. In the second, he has his feet kicked up on his desk, showing off one pair of the wolf socks. He's lounging artfully in a way that Anders has probably never seen him do, and wearing a devilish smirk.]
Please do. The very worst, indeed. We met as strangers the second evening I awoke and not an hour later, he met me with clothes somehow in my size. It was mildly unnerving, really.
[And it probably should have been his first indication that there was something off about Edgar, but he'd been covered in grime and confused and just grateful for the help.]
Ms. Ivy and I did have a diverting hour or so working out all the settings with the camera. You should send me some pictures of you in your scarf and anything else you've acquired of late. I shall rate you.
[ And disconcerting. (Although Anders isn't sure it's a mark against the man's character, necessarily. Perhaps he's just... very good at guessing measurements?) ]
I don't think you'd want any pictures of me. Nor that I'd want to have them "rated."
[He really doesn't mean it the way the words imply, at least. But when Anders points it out, the doctor's eyes widen slightly. Jonathan will just... pretend that part of the conversation didn't happen.]
Surely Ms. Mystique could help you. She's from the future.
I don't believe I said compromising, only candid. Would you like me to see you in compromising positions? I believe that business with the hackers a few months ago was rather all about that sort of thing.
[Anders didn't have to deal with the hackers? That's indescribably unfair!]
A candid smile is a far different thing than a compromising photograph or video, particularly in a place like this.
A few months ago, hackers were breaking into our devices and redirecting messages or sending private photographs and videos to people. I have an outstanding item I still need to see deleted from someone else's device.
Now that depends entirely on one's priorities. Particularly in a place like this.
I'm sorry to hear it. I suppose they passed me over simply because I don't often use this for much, let alone recording anything I'd prefer to stay private.
[He doesn't want to actually worry Anders over this, so he'll press on. AM is Jonathan's problem, not anyone else's... and he'll see the man dealt with personally.]
But what are your particular priorities, I wonder if you count candid and compromising as the same thing.
Less the same, more of similar graveness. But, then, I did spend most of my life in a place where any genuine feeling could only be considered a danger.
I would not take advantage of your candid moments to hurt you purposefully, Anders. I do hope you know that. I cannot claim a similar predicament, but the Army had little room for displays of emotion while I was part of it.
Because my past is still many mages' present. I don't intend to let a single second of it slip from my grasp until I've righted that injustice, and every other one that stems from it.
I haven't forgotten my world just because I'm trapped in this one.
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Date: 2019-03-13 02:57 am (UTC)From:(Tucked behind the ribbon around the top box is a card with the name and address of the shop that made them. There are two notes on the back, one indicating a scheduled fitting, late in the evening, just in case his estimate was off. The other simply says "Or in case you feel like returning them. - A")
In the fourth, smaller box, there are three ties and three pairs of socks. They might have a subtle theme. Apparently, it's a popular motif. ]
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Date: 2019-03-13 03:16 am (UTC)From:Anders will receive a message a few days later once the suits have been appropriately tailored. It's a short message along with two photos.]
I feel better in touch with my lupine side already. Without a doubt, these will help in my efforts. Thank you, Anders.
-Jonathan
[In the first photo, Jonathan stands in front of his office desk in his most dignified pose. He's wearing the black suit with the blue wolf tie on. In the second, he has his feet kicked up on his desk, showing off one pair of the wolf socks. He's lounging artfully in a way that Anders has probably never seen him do, and wearing a devilish smirk.]
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Date: 2019-03-13 04:43 am (UTC)From:thank the maker this is just a message, and jonathan did not decide to bring all this handsomely dramatic posing directly to him ]
I'm glad you like them. Clearly I was remiss in not lavishing you with expensive gifts this whole time.
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Date: 2019-03-13 04:50 am (UTC)From:I thank god you did not, my friend. I should be unbearably reminded of Dr. Swansea at the Pembroke.
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Date: 2019-03-13 05:17 am (UTC)From:Still, I think this once was worth it. You look like you're enjoying yourself, and it's quite fetching on you.
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Date: 2019-03-13 05:34 am (UTC)From:[And it probably should have been his first indication that there was something off about Edgar, but he'd been covered in grime and confused and just grateful for the help.]
Ms. Ivy and I did have a diverting hour or so working out all the settings with the camera. You should send me some pictures of you in your scarf and anything else you've acquired of late. I shall rate you.
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Date: 2019-03-13 08:54 pm (UTC)From:[ And disconcerting. (Although Anders isn't sure it's a mark against the man's character, necessarily. Perhaps he's just... very good at guessing measurements?) ]
I don't think you'd want any pictures of me. Nor that I'd want to have them "rated."
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Date: 2019-03-13 11:35 pm (UTC)From:And here I was thinking to put your photograph upon my wall along with a framed copy of our contract. I would have called it my Wall of Conquest.
ANd I can assure you, I'll be very generous with any rating.
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Date: 2019-03-14 04:56 am (UTC)From:[ Does he always have to have such specifically descriptive words choice? ]
Even so, I barely know how to use this "camera." And you had help. It wouldn't really be fair.
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Date: 2019-03-14 05:02 am (UTC)From:Surely Ms. Mystique could help you. She's from the future.
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Date: 2019-03-14 05:23 am (UTC)From:Oh, I suppose so. Perhaps I'll ask her.
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Date: 2019-03-14 06:08 am (UTC)From:Perhaps I'll ask her, myself, and have her capture more candid photographs of you.
[He won't ask her. They're still not really on speaking-terms. But he can 'threaten' it.]
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Date: 2019-03-16 04:23 am (UTC)From:Or, if you're really that interested in seeing me in compromising positions, you could just ask me.
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Date: 2019-03-16 04:47 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-03-16 05:01 am (UTC)From:I'm just not saying I'd mind.
I must have missed whatever you're referring to in regards to "hackers," though. It's not ringing any bells.
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Date: 2019-03-16 05:05 am (UTC)From:A candid smile is a far different thing than a compromising photograph or video, particularly in a place like this.
A few months ago, hackers were breaking into our devices and redirecting messages or sending private photographs and videos to people. I have an outstanding item I still need to see deleted from someone else's device.
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Date: 2019-03-16 04:02 pm (UTC)From:Now that depends entirely on one's priorities. Particularly in a place like this.
I'm sorry to hear it. I suppose they passed me over simply because I don't often use this for much, let alone recording anything I'd prefer to stay private.
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Date: 2019-03-16 04:50 pm (UTC)From:[He doesn't want to actually worry Anders over this, so he'll press on. AM is Jonathan's problem, not anyone else's... and he'll see the man dealt with personally.]
But what are your particular priorities, I wonder if you count candid and compromising as the same thing.
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Date: 2019-03-17 02:36 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-03-17 02:56 am (UTC)From:I would not take advantage of your candid moments to hurt you purposefully, Anders. I do hope you know that. I cannot claim a similar predicament, but the Army had little room for displays of emotion while I was part of it.
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Date: 2019-03-20 02:42 am (UTC)From:I didn't really think you would. Aren't I allowed to make light of my tragic past, as well as occasionally wallow in it?
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Date: 2019-03-20 03:48 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-03-20 03:54 am (UTC)From:I haven't forgotten my world just because I'm trapped in this one.
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Date: 2019-03-20 03:58 am (UTC)From:Still, at least you're correcting the clear deficiencies in my wardrobe for the moment.
[To bring it back around to something lighter.]
Thank you, Anders. Truly. I was beginning to run out of things without bloodstains in them.
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Date: 2019-03-20 04:01 am (UTC)From:[ congrats jon you're getting at least 3 more suits dumped on your desk in the coming days ]
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