That would be wonderful if you come. I could use some help figuring out why a sample of blood is- [a pause as he figures out how to put it] -sparkling.
Your presence is requested on the SS Huntress on the day of May 12 for the celebration of my sixteenth birthday. Please respond regarding your attendance plans at your convenience.
I was wondering if you had a moment to talk? Preferably in person as I am not sure it would be something you want to discuss over the network. Don't worry, it isn't anything bad, I just had an odd conversation with someone and hopefully you can provide some clarity on the subject.
Of course. I can meet you in the clinic. I'll be there soon.
Allen
[ And sure enough he's on his way, trying to figure out what this could be about. Since man he's pretty sure he told her his deep dark secret with the Noah thing and it's not like anyone from home has shown up......... ]
[After the debacle with Dorian, when he saw Ino's message in his inbox he was for sure thinking it'd be about that. He even spends a moment trying to figure out what to say]
[SO WHEN HE OPENS THE MESSAGE AND READS IT....he's lost. And concerned. What does that even mean?? Is this one of her sweet worded threats or something???]
[ He gets the message not long after he ends his conversation with Ino. Allen wasn't expecting to see a text from Jr. It's a pleasant surprise though, it reminds him of the other times Jr. would filter to him and check up on him. ]
[Right. He guess people did see that video feed. How was he feeling?]
...Tonight's been a strange night.
[ NECROMANCER HAIRDRESSERS, DATES - And here he had been expecting a quiet evening of video games! But he takes a moment to breath and sort it out ]
Sorry. I knew there was a necromancer in the fleet. I just...didn't expect it to be Dorian. Or to find out so...openly.
[It is TIME. After working with Ino and Belthazar to make the required food for the date, it's finally time for the second date. It's a bit early, but he's already got all the food packed and ready to go, already dressed and everything, and just keeps tapping his foot while resisting the urge to get up and go. He could always race again, sure; he'd been making a pretty decent profit from that. But then he might be late, and that'd be worse!
He'll at least text Allen, just to see if he's ready or not.]
[ The reply comes back about thirty seconds later.]
Hey Clay!
Yes, I'm ready! Could you meet me at this waystation in half an hour? [And he'll send along the coordinates. It's a nearby one, but not the one directly on the fleet's path]
[The buzzing from the device wakes Clay up, seeing how it's right beside him after falling out of Allen's pocket, and -
God fucking shit ass damn balls - would be about Clay's thought process, though probably with not as much vulgarity, because wow he fell asleep on the hard floor with only a blanket for a cushion and now everything is awful. And... oh, that's right, Allen's here too, having fallen asleep first and all. He'll wake him up in a bit - How embarrassing, his crew's probably worried! Food comas are the worst.
Which is totally what he's thinking as he picks up the communicator and stares blearily down at it, thinking that it's his own. Huh, not a crewmate, then...]
hey ino :D good news, he really liked the dango! thank you so much for helping me again, i really owe u!
[Look just because he's sleepy doesn't mean he has to send a sleepy text]
hey congrats on the boyfriend i'm sure you wanted him to tell everyone in all caps as soon as it happened it didn't come off as needlessly cruel bragging at all given the timing
but really i'm happy for you guys or something like that
[He just got back to his ship when he gets this message. It gets a good amount of staring at it because 1) Wow Clay that was fast. He hadn't even had a chance to tell Timcanpy yet, much less actual people. And 2) That...has to be the most passive aggressive congratulatory remark he's ever received in his life. Maybe Clay didn't have great timing, but holy crap Alex.]
[But right okay, gotta do this diplomatically]
No, I wasn't aware he was doing that. I just got back to my ship.
[ Was he going to apologize for Clay? NOPE. Clay was a grown man who can handle his own problems. Just gonna make it clear he wasn't involved.]
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That would be wonderful if you come. I could use some help figuring out why a sample of blood is- [a pause as he figures out how to put it] -sparkling.
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This is Allen. Thank you for the invitation, I'd be happy to come.
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I was wondering if you had a moment to talk? Preferably in person as I am not sure it would be something you want to discuss over the network. Don't worry, it isn't anything bad, I just had an odd conversation with someone and hopefully you can provide some clarity on the subject.
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Of course. I can meet you in the clinic. I'll be there soon.
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[ And sure enough he's on his way, trying to figure out what this could be about. Since man he's pretty sure he told her his deep dark secret with the Noah thing and it's not like anyone from home has shown up......... ]
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Or we could, y'know. Go punch him in the face. We could do that.
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[AS NICE AS IT WOULD BE. Thanks bro.]
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He'll at least text Allen, just to see if he's ready or not.]
hey allen! u ready for date night? :D
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Hey Clay!
Yes, I'm ready! Could you meet me at this waystation in half an hour? [And he'll send along the coordinates. It's a nearby one, but not the one directly on the fleet's path]
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I found Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead and Death Bed: The Bed That Eats.
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When are we watching?
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Hey, how was your date?? You never said anything last night :(
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God fucking shit ass damn balls - would be about Clay's thought process, though probably with not as much vulgarity, because wow he fell asleep on the hard floor with only a blanket for a cushion and now everything is awful. And... oh, that's right, Allen's here too, having fallen asleep first and all. He'll wake him up in a bit - How embarrassing, his crew's probably worried! Food comas are the worst.
Which is totally what he's thinking as he picks up the communicator and stares blearily down at it, thinking that it's his own. Huh, not a crewmate, then...]
hey ino :D good news, he really liked the dango! thank you so much for helping me again, i really owe u!
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do you have any attractive available friends
please help me i'm going crazy over here
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i'm sure you wanted him to tell everyone in all caps as soon as it happened
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[But right okay, gotta do this diplomatically]
No, I wasn't aware he was doing that. I just got back to my ship.
[ Was he going to apologize for Clay? NOPE. Clay was a grown man who can handle his own problems. Just gonna make it clear he wasn't involved.]
But thank you. I'm glad you're happy for us.
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