Night 007;

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

[Dictated]

...Hmm. Is that right? It seems just a little off.

Well, it's a good start. Fourth time's the charm.


[[ooc; he gets an A for affort :') open as well, since he's just...sitting in the main lobby trying to get this shit right]]

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[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

You're just teasing me now.

[bedninja]

Does it seem that way? It was not my intention.

If you really want to know, then I will tell you; but I would rather you not tell anyone else, if you do not mind... though I suppose if you told someone and let me know that you did then it would be fine.

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

Don't worry...you're going to keep my secret, so I'll keep yours. That way it's fair for both of us.

[bedninja]

[oh, he does like you, Wisely. the thought that it might be a lie doesn't even really cross his mind, and instead of saying much else he pauses to lean back on his hands, kicking his feet once or twice before smiling again-- there's a strange sort of disconnect in the expression though, how it doesn't match up with his eyes at all.]

I have found that the simplest way to put it is that I am what awaits all life at the end of it's journey.

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

...At the end, huh? [there's a lot of things that could mean, so for the moment he's silent and tries yet again to pierce that cranium of yours, kiddo]

[bedninja]

[he nods, glancing over at Wisely, wait-- trying to see what his reaction might be to this information.]

The end-- nothing more, and nothing less. [his head is probably even more scattered than usual, but if you squint-- peer close enough, Wisely, you might come across a feeling; calm and sleepy, it likely isn't a bad one if you look long enough, but it's the sort of thing that pulls you in, does it's best to drag a person down...

and the only coherent word in his head is "death".]

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

[it is a rather strange and addictive feeling--the Noah actually finds himself leaning in just a bit before a blink snaps his concentration ad brings him to reality and he recoils just a bit; the eeriness of the situation makes him hold back any usual smart-ass or flippant remarks, and he's got a few goosebumps here and there]

......

[bedninja]

[at first, Pharos simply stares up at Wisely, not bothering to move and closer or further away because he isn't entirely sure what's going on himself. but at the sudden movement he just smiles again.]

...is something wrong? [despite the question his expression is oddly apologetic, almost somber despite the smile.]

1/2

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

...Nah, I'm fine. [though he does sound distracted as he watches the kid; predictably he pulls out of Pharos' mind entirely, not eager to submerse himself in that strange feeling again.]

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

[He'll let out a breath though, and eventually crack a very faint grin]

I knew you were interesting.

[bedninja]

...that is certainly one way of putting it.

[his expression does lighten a bit at that, at least. he's pretty certain Wisely is one of the stranger humans he'll ever have the chance to meet.]

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

[Pharos, you have no idea♥]

Glad I met you, kiddo.

[bedninja]

Why would you be glad to have met me?

[see that look? that is a very obvious look of Does Not Compute.]

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

Because otherwise I wouldn't have found someone so much fun to talk to. [♥ he'll learn you about humanity sooner or later bb]

[bedninja]

[sob, someone really needs to.]

...You think I am fun to talk to? [...this is kind of a weird concept. but. ...fff he actually kind of does like talking to Wisely. so the idea that someone might like talking to him as well wouldn't exactly be impossible....] --Would you like to be friends?

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

I don't see why not. If two people get along they should naturally become friends right? [that, and he wants to observe more about this kid whose...death incarnate. Good times]

[bedninja]

Yes, my thoughts exactly! I believe we have spoken more than often enough to be friends by now, and I have enjoyed our conversations up until now.

[he grins up at Wisely because well. HELL YES NEW FRIEND. but then he blinks and glances down at one of his hands, before looking back up at the Noah.] Someone told me a little while ago that friends had to high five each other. That is not true, is it?

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

Huh? High-five...?

...Well, I guess so. Did you want one?

[bedninja]

It seems like an odd thing to do... but the person I spoke with said that if someone would not do it, then they are not your friend.

But I do not know if that is really true.

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[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

.... [you are the cutest, creepiest little guy he has ever known. Wisely's just totally holding up his hand for him]

2/2

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

Lay one on me.

[bedninja]

[he makes an attempt at this whole... high-fiving thing... AND IT IS PROBABLY A LITTLE BIT FAIL because what the hell he doesn't even touch people most of the time. but he tried his best. :|b]

...that was somewhat peculiar.

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

[IF PHAROS WERE JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE OBESE HE WOULD DO THIS TO HIM]

....A little, yeah. But you gave it your all so that's what counts.

[bedninja]

[NEVER MAN. kid's like a twig.]

Maybe it was not necessary at all. But at least I can say I tried it.

[wiseassly.livejournal.com]

[start bathing in butter, twiggy]

It usually works better if you're excited over something, or won a prize.