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Hey, I'm your warden for the month. You doing okay?
Sure am. Still getting used to all of this, but I'm getting the sense that's normal around here.
I'm pretty sure no one really gets used to this place.
Got any useful tips, or is it the sort of thing people just have to figure out for themselves?
Edited 2019-05-15 03:02 (UTC)
Breaches are all kinds of weird and you kind of need to accept that they're going to happen and you'll be a different you.
How often are we talking about, if they're just gonna happen?
Floods seem to be about once a month, breaches... maybe every few? Huh. I've never really put a time to it all?
Sounds like you guys spend an awful lot of time dealing with that whole mess, if they're that often.
Hello!
I'm Hilda, I'm your warden this month. I know some people aren't fans of this temporary-pairing business, so just say the word if you'd rather not deal with me.
I'm Hilda, I'm your warden this month. I know some people aren't fans of this temporary-pairing business, so just say the word if you'd rather not deal with me.
Hey, I'm game to talk, if that's what you were after. Sure, this whole arrangement might not last, but that's no reason to just dismiss it out of hand, right?
Of course not. Where would you like to meet up?
I'm not real picky. Where's the best place for you? I can meet you there. Or you can come to mine, if that's easier.
Works for me. I'll be by in a minute.
[Not a literal minute, perhaps. He hadn't been quite that close to the deck. But it still isn't long at all before he turns up on the deck, making his way on over to where Hilda is standing without a second thought.]
Hey.
[This is offered with a polite sort of nod in her direction, though he'll leave it to her to decide where the conversation is actually going to start.]
[Not a literal minute, perhaps. He hadn't been quite that close to the deck. But it still isn't long at all before he turns up on the deck, making his way on over to where Hilda is standing without a second thought.]
Hey.
[This is offered with a polite sort of nod in her direction, though he'll leave it to her to decide where the conversation is actually going to start.]
"Hello!"
She makes her way to a bench, beckons for him to join her.
"So, tell me about yourself?"
Xigbar follows without so much as a second thought, perhaps unsurprisingly. Nor does he seem to mind in the slightest that she beckons for him to join her, as he settles onto the bench not long after she does. Actually talking about himself - or at least, touching on the Particularly Relevant bits - might not come so easily, but he's willing enough to engage with the concept nonetheless.
"Anything in particular you wanna know, or should I just start?"
"Anything in particular you wanna know, or should I just start?"
"Just start." Hilda smiles gently. "I mean, I know you're not going to tell me anything you don't want me to know, so let's hear the edited version, mm?"
She's more right than she might guess about the fact that he's not going to mention anything he doesn't want people to know. But the fact that she's at least addressing the fact is enough to earn her a soft laugh. And one that's actually fairly well meant, even if he makes no effort to really address it.
"The short version is I started out as a castle guard before landing as something a little closer to a researcher." Which no doubt sounds like a fairly strange career trajectory, even if it's absolutely the truth. "It worked out pretty good too, before the whole... losing my heart to darkness thing. Not something I'd recommend, for the record." A pause. "Anyway, spent a while trying to fix that, before dying and ending up here."
Not that he seems to mind the Barge as a whole, though. Or at least, doesn't appear to have any immediate objection.
"The short version is I started out as a castle guard before landing as something a little closer to a researcher." Which no doubt sounds like a fairly strange career trajectory, even if it's absolutely the truth. "It worked out pretty good too, before the whole... losing my heart to darkness thing. Not something I'd recommend, for the record." A pause. "Anyway, spent a while trying to fix that, before dying and ending up here."
Not that he seems to mind the Barge as a whole, though. Or at least, doesn't appear to have any immediate objection.
Looks like I'm your warden, mate. Anything I can do for you, you let me know. Realize that might be limited under the circumstances, so that that as you will. An' I know we 'aven't been formally introduced--name's Spike, I'm a vampire, former inmate, blah blah blah.
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