text; @The Seventh Crown of the Seventh Demon King;

[unrequite]

[ Four lines of text. ]

This is written in Victorian.
Kore wa Laterano-ji Higashi-go de kakareteimasu.
This is written in Higashinese.
This written by in Yanese. (Might be bad. Sorry.)

Please do let me know how many of these sentences you understand.

[ The first is in what would be considered Earth English, the second is what would be known as Japanese written in Romaji, but he's called it "Laterano-ji Higashinese". The third was written in Japanese, the fourth was written in some rather poor Chinese. He's called the languages themselves clearly incorrect names. What's more important, though, is that only the second one should parse as phonetic, and should only be understandable to fellow Japanese speakers. The rest are in whatever language is most understandable to whoever reads it. Funny, huh? This city sure is strange! ]

Comments

[fussiest]

[ there it is, a cool scowl shot right back like a returning arrow. ]

Excuse you, I am being helpful. And if that means applying you to the problem, then that needs be what happens even if you're terribly rude about it.
You wouldn't know what proper courtesy is if someone wrapped it in a bow and threw it in your face.

[justscribing]

You also didn't need to do that because I would have found this posting eventually.

Do you ever get tired of acting responsible for things that have nothing to do with you?

[fussiest]

No, I don't, actually.
And I will do it again. Sorry to be you.

[justscribing]

[This is normally where he would be petty and refuse to pay for Kaveh's drinks but... this is a moraless land and he is no longer paying for Kaveh's drinks.

He can glare from across the room though.]

There's no point arguing this with you. Instead of acting like you need to mind me, mind yourself.

[fussiest]

[ kaveh, at the pinnacle of maturity, flings back a terribly rude gesture. ]

Rich! Coming from the individual who stuck his nose into a conversation that wasn't for him! Who's going around reading my apologies to other people entirely unprompted? Was I speaking to you??
Pot, kettle, Alhaitham. Who is minding whom? Telling you to mind yourself more ought to be my line.

[unrequite]

Girls, please, you're both pretty. Or, more to point, this is an intervention.

[ If a boatload of strangers are willing to rescue Midnight from his own inebriated ass on the network, the very least he can do is at least point out that this conversation is in a public venue. ]

[justscribing]

[If only the problem was that Alhaitham didn't think about this being public, rather than that he just didn't care that it was public.]

Our conversation is already done. I have nothing more to say to him.

[On the network, anyway.]

[unrequite]

He seems to disagree, but more power to you, love.

[ Honestly, this is Midnight's work done. He's actually having a great time snooping. ]

[justscribing]

That's nothing new. He never stops talking but I don't have to hear it.

[unrequite]

So your continued responses to him are a conscious choice. Duly noted.

[justscribing]

Isn't that usually how communication goes? It's certainly not a compulsion.

[So, yes, in the most roundabout way possible.]

[unrequite]

Continued communication isn't usually a good benchmark for someone who'd prefer another's silence. If it's not a compulsion, what is this?

[ ~*Just asking*~ ]

[justscribing]

You misunderstand. I don't ignore him all the time, just when it gets pointless or absurd. This conversation would be an example: why argue with someone who's determined to take on an unreasonable burden?

[unrequite]

Define "unreasonable". Bonus points for contextualizing it with your own behavior.

[fussiest]

Yes, you do!

In Person

[justscribing]

[Alhaitham stares Kaveh dead in the eyes as he reaches up and very deliberately

visibly

turns his headphone's noise cancelling on.]

midnight im so sorry

[fussiest]

[ get in here and meet your maker. ]

don't worry, he isn't 🧍‍♂️, he's 👀🍿

[unrequite]

[fussiest]

[ from the other end of the room, equally shameless: ]

Midnight!
Do you see what I have to put up with?
In what way ought I have conducted myself that wouldn't have elicited such a reaction from him! And this is when the topic at hand is something of interest to him! Can you imagine when the topic isn't really, but he's still the best person to speak of it? He's impossible!

[unrequite]

There, there. I'm sure he understands that you have only the purest of intentions, extended bouts of slander aside.

[ As usual, he finds Kaveh so funny. So up in arms about someone he clearly cares about, even if it's out of some sort of obligation. It's heartwarming, honestly. ]

[fussiest]

[ yes, because the dumpster fire here certain can warm hearts- ]

Oh, don't you there-there me, I have other words for you.
But here's the core of the matter: it's hardly the definition of slander when everything I say is true. If it's damaging to his reputation, then perhaps he ought to be the one rethinking his behaviour.
If he can hardly babysit his own rudeness, then what am I doing babysitting his reputation!
Hang on, you're laughing at all this.

[unrequite]

Hearsay, sir. You're hardly in the same room as me, you wouldn't know. You two wouldn't happen to be in the same room, would you?

[ That would be way too funny. Too perfect. ]

[fussiest]

[ a terribly furtive beat, in the way of a criminal haunted by his own dogged steps. uh. ]

Look.
There's a wager involved regarding a mint plant.
That is the only reason.
Alright?

[unrequite]

That was more of a stab in the dark than an accusation, darling. This is an accusation: you're living with him?

[ And now he's laughing out loud on his end. ]

[fussiest]

It's temporary! I have my own apartment, thank you very much, and the renovations there are going well.
But there's an experiment that we are running which requires us, unfortunately, to be in the same space in order to eliminate a basic factor, and I wasn't going to travel from my apartment to his every single day for it.
And you are laughing. I've heard it so often in my conversations with you that I might as well hear it on the wind.
What exactly is so funny?
No, don't answer that. You're going to give me an utterly confounding answer, and my blood pressure can't take more of it today.