Inbox: Abraxas

[philancer]

INBOX text / action / horizon Roses are red, violets are blue,
and right now it seems I'm missing you.
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[godshattering]

[ Does that mean the Kingdom was the Empire's target more so than the Alliance in what Sylvain knows to be true compared to what he does? That's even more interesting as he considers it. Not something for right now, however; it's not the kind of thing he'd write in a letter so this is no different. And when in doubt, yank the subject back from the brink of being far too serious instead. ]

Well, you know. If things really became bleak, there was always the option of stationing Lorenz at the bridge of Myrddin and he would've blustered them back into submission. I'm a little sad I didn't think of that earlier, actually. That could've been a far more effective defense than just about any other strategy I had.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain just scoffs at that. ]

Just so Edelgarde didn't take inspiration from that and send Ferdinand out with a similar strategy. Then again, that wouldn't work the same at all. He was far easier to distract than Lorenz.

[ They've gotten wildly off-topic now, but at least it's been nicely distracting in the meantime. Sylvain's grateful for anything to keep his mind off of what they might find in Libertas upon arrival. But he can already see the smoke rising over the horizon and suspects they'll arrive before sundown. ]

Will you be heading back to Cadens or Libertas on your return trip?

[godshattering]

Well, maybe they could've had a stalemate. They would've been too busy scolding each other about the decorum of nobility and how it should be best applied, or whatever else their tea conversations used to be about.

[ Among other things. He might've overheard this a time or two while eavesdropping which resulted in his eyes nearly rolling out of his head. Still entertaining, and so is the opportunity to be flippant once more. ]

This specific portal's supposed to bringing us to Cadens so most likely there. Unless you're suffering deeply from the deprivation of my delightful company, and then it could be Libertas.

[philancer]

You cannot conceive the depths of my suffering right now, Claude.

[ Dramatic much? ]

[godshattering]

You're right, I absolutely can't fathom what a void that must be. If only there was a colorful enough description or two for it.

[philancer]

I'd regale you with many a verbose description but honestly I've been in the saddle enough days now that my ass hurts too much and I just don't give a damn.

[godshattering]

[ That response, at least, is the first thing that gets him to laugh in what feels like days. And it's relatable, because - ]

You know, fair, since we're both suffering from that. Can't say I missed this about traveling by horseback, including the days on end of it part, but flying's rather out of the equation these days. Hopefully you'll make it to Libertas soon enough and be cured of it.

[philancer]

There's still a trip back at some ominous point in my future, but hopefully I've recovered enough to be optimistic about it again by then.

Look, just keep in touch, okay? Then I can at least not worry about the ground literally opening up and eating you.

[godshattering]

Careful, if you leave it open-ended like that I might just take it as free rein to bother you whenever I feel like it.

In all seriousness, I will as long as you do the same while in Libertas. Don't think I'm above annoying you from afar, as mentioned, because I'm absolutely not.

[philancer]

And if that's exactly what I'd like?

Don't worry, I'd never doubt something like that.

[godshattering]

Have I got some good news for you then. Still contingent on you staying in one piece, however, so keep that in mind. I'll do the same.

[philancer]

You'd better. I'm not the one out there tempting things to eat me.

Well. Not at the moment, anyway.

[godshattering]

[ If there's such a thing as a read receipt for the mind writing or a facepalm emoji - not that either one of them know what those are - it'd be a good time for one or the other. Maybe both.

But even the mental eye roll and deep sigh for now won't keep him from still bothering Sylvain now and then over the rest of the travel time, though. A promise is a promise. ]