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[alchemicals]

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action | 11/29

[sadisticwarfare]

[Kimbley wanted to meet and Archer obviously wasn't going to say no, but he can't help but be a bit anxious. He's been trying to keep in contact with Kimbley regularly, but "we need to talk" is never a good sign, is it?

He's in the military uniform as usual and he's waiting in the spot Kimbley indicated. It's quiet here; they won't be bothered by anyone.]

[alchemicals]

[Ah, come on, Archer. You act like he's trying to initiate a breakup or something.

The place he's pointed out is one he's familiar with; it's somewhere he goes when he's trying to get his feelings to do something, after all, but he seems calm when he's approaching. It's the usual empty sort of calm that implies apathy more than contentment, but he's not freezing everything over, at least, even if it looks like he's tried again recently.

Not like the place needs much help, with the seasons turning and everything.]

Punctual as always. A guy could probably set his watch by you, yeah?

2/4, voice

[feistytrader]

Hey, Kimbley.

[Look, someone learned your name!!]

I owe you one. You want ice cream?

[alchemicals]

[The response is almost immediate; this is good except for the part where his brain-to-mouth filter tends to be even worse over the crystal than it is in person.]

You owe me one what?

[...Eloquent, Kimbley.]

I mean, I'm not going to complain about free food? But when the hell did you figure my name out and what did I do to deserve anything you just threw at me, because "I owe you one" is usually a sign that something stupid happened and I'm not sure if I want to keep doing whatever I did or if I need to quit.

2/16, voice

[feistytrader]

Hey Kimbley, you wanted to be sad, right?

[...Well that's promising.]

[alchemicals]

...Either you've got an idea or that was a really assbackwards attempt at threatening me, and I'm not sure which I like more.

3/22, voice

[feistytrader]

Hey, Kimbley?

[...Oh this is going to be stupid. Everything that starts with "Hey Kimbley" is bound to be.]

I know we agreed never again on sadness, but how do you feel about other negative emotions?

[alchemicals]

[...Well, this sounds good and dumb.]

I'm going to guess you mean "how do I feel about the possibility of you hitting me in the face with them" and not whether I think the sad feelings are making me sad again.

5/2, action

[feistytrader]

[Venturing out towards the end of the island is nice for a variety of reasons; it's peaceful, tranquil, no one really comes out here very often... a combination of those reasons is why Silver's out there today, exploring with Weavile but making sure not to venture too close to the edge.

You know, like that guy.

...That guy is familiar.]

Kimbley?

[alchemicals]

Hey, kid.

[That guy is very familiar, yes. As is the absolute lack of fucks given, probably, as he looks out over the edge of the island. Almost like he's trying to see the ground below, maybe.]

Don't just come up on someone like that, yeah? You're going to scare the fuck out of me one day, and then I'm going to fall and it'll kill the whole experience.

5/14, action

[sadisticwarfare]

[Moving in together was a good idea. Archer can keep an eye on Kimbley and when he's not doing that he can micromanage everything that goes into the upkeeping of a proper house instead of the apartment. He's been spending a good amount of time trying to figure out how to decorate, but there's one thing that keeps distracting him.

One large thing.]

Why do you have a giant lizard?

[He's asked this a hundred times already but it's never going to stop being confusing. This is six feet of lizard. This is more lizard than either him or Kimbley. He just sounds exasperated at this point.]

[alchemicals]

[Tetra has generally been sticking close to Kimbley since the move, given that Kimbley is a familiar thing when nothing else about this place is and his friend is loud - but she is, in fact, six feet of lizard and she kind of has to be somewhere at all times, and once in a while that somewhere happens to be in Archer's immediate line of sight.

Right now she's being a good not-dinosaur and staying close, which means Kimbley is on the couch and she's...thankfully not on the couch because Archer would probably throw a fit, but she is on the ground at his feet just kind of being there, which Kimbley does not see as a goddamn crime against humanity or anything and so he's not entirely sure why this is a question again.]

I have a lot of reasons for the giant lizard, Archer. Right now the most pressing one is probably "she's cute."

5/15, voice

[ossifragant]

[Before Greed starts talking, Kimbley will get a visual of someone reaching out to poke at his shoulder. There's no sensation attached to it, because there wouldn't be, but it's there just the same.]

How are you holding up?

[alchemicals]

[Oh, hey. At the very least, he sounds decidedly more awake and lucid today than he did about a week ago, so this is promising!]

Holding up all right. Feeling a lot less like I got dragged by a train, anyway.

voice | let's go with 7/5 if that works for you!

[sobored]

Hey, it's been a while. How's your ankle doing?

[There's nothing unusual about her tone or anything like that, but some of her excitement (and despair obviously) might be coming across through the connection. It's Junko, so of course, she's up to something beyond just asking how he's doing.]

That works fine for me, yes!

[alchemicals]

[...Oh, hey. One of his personal favorite shitshows, this is great.]

Much to my absolute surprise, knowing magical doctors pays off - apparently that shit actually works.

Why? Need me in one piece for something?

voice | 7/18 and 7/19 | content warnings are probably going to come later as I figure them out

[sobored]

[7/18]

[So first off, Kimbley's going to get a ping bright and early, hopefully he's not hung over or anything from the last two days of the festival.]

Hey, I changed my mind. Sorry, sorry, I do that sometimes. I'm totally not calling it off, but let's do it tomorrow, okay? I figure since I have to miss some of this stuff to set things up, it's not fair if you do too.

[7/19]

[And then in the afternoon on the next day.]

All right, so can you meet me where we went before? I know, I know, it's not a surprising choice, but I figure there's not a more appropriate place, right?

7/19, and there are going to be so many content warnings

[alchemicals]

[...You know, he was hungover as hell but at the very least the ping yesterday morning was pretty much the equivalent of "I'm giving you the pertinent information, now go back to sleep." I mean, she may have gotten some mental grumbling and yeahsureokays, but...yeah, let's just say today works better for him, because god knows it does.]

I'd like that, actually. I mean, I guess if this were any other situation there'd be some sort of sentimental crap that goes along with that sort of thing, but as it stands? I'll just leave it at "I'm glad you like it so much."

action, 10/13

[captainobnoxious]

[No doubt a fantastic catnapping, filled to the brim with Action and Awesomestness. Stealthing through long corridors with servants none the wiser, finding themselves in awkward close quarters that made them rethink their positions on romance, a daring escape with Lord Fuzzlesnugkins in hand--

or, you know, just kind of luring the tuxedo cat out with some tuna through an open window and Fuzzles, recognizing Sigrun, being all-too happy to join them on their return to Kimbley and Archer's place. He's a spoiled tom, but he's oddly complacent at the same time, balancing on Sigrun's shoulder like it's no problem at all. This is a great week to rescue cats from terrible naming situations with the whole Thera thing going on.]

So do you think they'll get along? Lizzy and the little lord. I mean, once we get her to not eat him. He's pretty chill about stuff, so he might just see her as a scaly bed. Does she spit poison? I've heard of lizards that can do that and they are so cool.

[alchemicals]

Oh, hell no.

[Unfortunately! Because lizards spitting poison sounds cool as hell? Holy shit.]

Archer wouldn't be anywhere near her if she did. She's venomous as hell, though, if she decides to bite you.

She's pretty all right most of the time, it's just going to come down to getting her to understand that she isn't allowed to eat this particular cat? Because damn, she used to piss the neighbor off when her cats would spontaneously go missing, but I'm not sure if that's just "she likes eating cats" or "she really hated that woman's face", and I don't blame her if it was that last one.

10/31 | action

[sadisticwarfare]

[It's been a little while since they've returned home and Archer has settled comfortably back into his usual routine. He doesn't mind a little change here and there, but it's nice to be able to fall into a pattern so easily here. Of course, he does live with Kimbley and that makes it impossible to miss exactly how Kimbley's been reacting. Or not reacting, as the case has been. Apathy is sort of hard to miss.

(It's still sort of creepy, but this is how Kimbley is and Archer's doing his best to understand. It's difficult.)

He can't really find a delicate way to bring it up, so instead he opts for blunt. He had been reading something, but Archer sets it aside to address Kimbley.]

Are you feeling alright?

[...which is probably not the best way to lead into it, now that he thinks about it.]

[alchemicals]

[...That was literally terrible? Good lord, Archer, you tried.

Either way, though, if Kimbley notices at all it's not terribly obvious; he'll just kind of look up from where he's been on the couch as usual, doing...well, a lot of nothing. Taking a break from everything he's been working on, because holy shit he's got a lot of expensive stuff and he's going to nullify everything about it emotionally, so help him god.]

Yeah, I've been fine, why?

[He sounds casual enough, like he always does; at least he's not bothered by any of it.]

11/1 | action

[sadisticwarfare]

[So. That sure was a wonderful experience yesterday that ended with Archer fucking up again. Fantastic.

Kimbley hasn't been ignoring him, but it's obvious that Kimbley's not taking this well. Who would? Archer isn't exactly sure what to do about that and it seems like he either manages to temporarily patch the problem when he talks to Kimbley or he manages to create at least three new problems to try to patch later. He's really damn good at fucking things up and he spent a good part of yesterday being pissed enough to wonder why he even bothers.

It isn't because he wants to fix Kimbley, and he supposes that's the best answer he's going to get right now.

Still, it's taken him this long to work himself out (sort of; it's kind of hard to completely work out how he feels about apathy and experiencing it for himself in a day, but it's good enough for government work) and after freezing a good amount of grass and trying to work all of that emotion out, he thinks he's finally ready to talk to Kimbley about it.

He's actually tried not to be quite as blunt with it, so he's let Kimbley know over the crystal that he wants to talk about yesterday and he'll be in the living room if Kimbley is willing to talk. He's doing his best to sit there and not fidget a hell of a lot, but that's way easier said than done.]

[alchemicals]

[Kimbley isn't entirely sure what to think of the...invitation to come join Archer in the living room; he'd eventually ended up out of the house late last night, spending a little while getting spectacularly drunk with that cute girl with the potions before just...coming home and not knowing what to do with himself. He slept off a good portion of the day, off and on, and otherwise he's been playing with Tetra; he'll come out of his room eventually, though admittedly not before making Archer wait for a while.

He flops down on the couch easily, looking bored and distracted and like he'd prefer to be just about anywhere but here; the point is that he is here, though, even if he's not really interested in making eye contact and instead just kind of sits there picking at his nails a bit.]

Go ahead and talk, if that's what you want.

11/05 by post

[captainobnoxious]

[If Tetra has miraculously not eaten the postal service (gods bless her) there is going to be a medium sized box for Kimbley! By which I mean, there is a box and it has his name on it. In very crude handwriting. Also in crude handwriting is a very short letter when he opens it up, laying on top of so many... cookies tins.

'Thought you would enjoy these! Every time you feel something it causes a BOOM and it's great! Hope you don't mind sweets!

-- Sigrun Eide'

... Go wild, I guess. It is absolutely those cookies that explode, each tin tested to ensure that they're full of them instead of those gross reverse emotion changers. But who knows, maybe a few snuck in.]

12/23, post

[captainobnoxious]

[Hi Kimbley, are you ready for unnecessary box hell? Because you're also getting it. Because why not. There's so many boxes within boxes, but the last box is significantly different than the others... because there is no box inside it, just a nice white fur coat that looks like it'd definitely be good in an actually cold environment.

... This is actually one of two gifts, the other one has "Kimbomb's Roommate" on it. There is also a note. That handwriting is kind of atrocious and obnoxious.]

KIMBOMB

WE USUALLY DO GIFT THINGS DURING THE WINTER BUT WINTER HERE DOESN'T MAKE SENSE AND IT SUCKS AND THE SEASONS AND MONTHS HAVE STUPID NAMES SO WHATEVER, RIGHT? I THOUGHT YOU'D LOOK GOOD IN THIS AND MAYBE IT'LL ACTUALLY BE USEFUL AT SOME POINT, ALSO I HAVE A WHITE COAT AND NOW WE'LL MATCH! EXCEPT YOURS HAS FUR ON IT. I THINK IT'S REAL FUR? I DON'T SEE WHY IT WOULDN'T BE.

DON'T GET ME ANYTHING BACK (UNLESS YOU WANT TO)! THIS IS JUST BECAUSE WE ARE FRIENDS AND I ENJOY YOUR COMPANY. ALSO DON'T OPEN THE OTHER ONE, THAT'S FOR YOUR ROOMMATE. IT ALSO HAS THINGS FOR THE PETS IN IT. SO IT'S NOT REALLY FOR HIM? BUT I FELT WEIRD JUST SENDING YOU SOMETHING AND NOT HIM TOO I GUESS? WHATEVER

YOUR FRIEND
CAPTAIN SIGRUN EIDE