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shellphones2024-02-02 03:37 am
indispensable) wrote in shellphones2024-02-02 03:37 am
Entry tags:
text; finding friends...? (not real, totally clickbait)
Type: Text
Sender ID: indispensable (Alhaitham)
To: Public~
Subject: !!!
Warnings:Impersonation and clickbait B| None whatsoever.
Hello. I am Alhaitham, scholar and Scribe of the Akademiya. I have been informed by my gracious and kind senior that this network is an excellent communication tool.
It has been brought to my attention that I am severely lacking in social interactions, and that it may be detrimental to my health to stay inside and read all day.
Despite the many flaws in my personality, I am very knowledgeable in a wide range of topics, and am a thorough partner in any academic debate. While my way of speaking is quite strangely awkward and disjointed for a man who studies words for a living, my only criteria for judgement is that you are doing your best for your educational background.
Kaveh will be hosting a small party to celebrate the acquisition of a new home. I look forward to exploring the joys of friendship there with you. If you have any further questions, please forward them to me or to my kind senior, Kaveh.
[A few hours later, this post is amended with the following:]
Disregard the contents of this post; Kaveh made it using my shellphone while I was not paying attention. The party that he mentioned above is also not happening.
[A second amendment, around half an hour later:]
Ignore Alhaitham!! The party will be happening!! I will be sending invites soon!!
[ooc note: despite this being written from Alhaitham's shellphone, Kaveh is the one who made the initial post. responses will come from either one of them depending on the time (before or after Alhaitham discovers what Kaveh has done), so do specify which time period your character is responding to!]
Sender ID: indispensable (Alhaitham)
To: Public~
Subject: !!!
Warnings:
Hello. I am Alhaitham, scholar and Scribe of the Akademiya. I have been informed by my gracious and kind senior that this network is an excellent communication tool.
It has been brought to my attention that I am severely lacking in social interactions, and that it may be detrimental to my health to stay inside and read all day.
Despite the many flaws in my personality, I am very knowledgeable in a wide range of topics, and am a thorough partner in any academic debate. While my way of speaking is quite strangely awkward and disjointed for a man who studies words for a living, my only criteria for judgement is that you are doing your best for your educational background.
Kaveh will be hosting a small party to celebrate the acquisition of a new home. I look forward to exploring the joys of friendship there with you. If you have any further questions, please forward them to me or to my kind senior, Kaveh.
[A few hours later, this post is amended with the following:]
Disregard the contents of this post; Kaveh made it using my shellphone while I was not paying attention. The party that he mentioned above is also not happening.
[A second amendment, around half an hour later:]
Ignore Alhaitham!! The party will be happening!! I will be sending invites soon!!
[ooc note: despite this being written from Alhaitham's shellphone, Kaveh is the one who made the initial post. responses will come from either one of them depending on the time (before or after Alhaitham discovers what Kaveh has done), so do specify which time period your character is responding to!]
my deepest apologies to anyone stalking this, they're ridiculous.
[Kaveh maybe your spice tolerance is akin to a baby or someone from Mondstat.
It's easier to focus on that then the still gaping wound in his chest. He'd been the one who tore his own heart out. He'd been the one who shattered everything in the face of a truth he could not handle, a cleaving wound that opened up his broken heart to the sunlight.
He had hated Alhaitham. Resented him, truly. And yet, even then, even as they spoke only in angry letters to academic journals, whenever he'd completed a project, the first person he'd wanted to share it with was...
He wasn't there. And it was Kaveh who'd done it.
But with pain and time comes wisdom, and Kaveh thinks the men they were--still barely more than teenagers, only just on the threshold of adulthood--could never have learned to bend. He is older and tireder now, and he understands only now what Alhaitham had really meant that day. They cannot go back.
But they could be something else, couldn't they?]
they're so normal about each other
[Yeah Kaveh your spice level is horrible. Sometimes Alhaitham still can't believe you are actually from Sumeru? People eat spice all the time??
Not that he has ever doubted that, really. Kaveh has always been the pinnacle of what a scholar can be, and then so much more than that. He has never let tradition and rules hold him back, even at the height of Azar's reign, his determination to shine even through the toughest of times never once faltering. Even as a student he'd strived to bring the arts in Sumeru onto a new and unprecedented level, and in the end the Palace of Alcazarzaray had become the jewel that the City of Wisdom now holds as near and dear to their heart.
The fact that they would claim it so, after everything that Kaveh has sacrificed for it, has never truly sat well with him. So, maybe in some ways the both of them being here is a good thing, for as like what Kaveh has said earlier—here, Kaveh does not have to be weighed down by the weight of his title and perceived prestige. He is free to do anything that he wants, and though there are still many days where he is frustrated at being unable to create the things that he is inclined towards he finds many other ways to occupy himself. And of course its not at all perfect, but...
The freedom to do whatever he wishes, the lack of pressure to pay back his debts or any rent at all, the knowledge that he isn't alone now, because Alhaitham is with him here... this might be nowhere close to a possibility that neither of them had ever thought about, but now that the chance is here—what harm is there, is grasping it? Maybe something might be forged anew from this opportunity.
...its why, with that thought in mind, Alhaitham does relent—just a little.]
...still, considering how neither of us are aware of the actual dietary preference of whoever you plan to invite, it'll make more sense to split up the dishes.
they've never been normal a single day in their lives
[Kaveh puffs up, but something in his chest seems to shake loose. Yes, this is comfortable. This feels...it's nothing like they were as students. Then, they never stopped to think about what a life together really meant.
They cannot go back. But older and wiser...here, in a place where they can start fresh...
...Well, who knows?]
Hff. That's the first bit of sense you've spoken all night. Now give me your phone, I'm fixing your edit.
they really have not at all
For all that they have stayed the same in some ways, it has been made clear time and time again that they have also both changed in others. Time and distance has made them both wiser and more learned, in terms of themselves and each other. And though there are things about Kaveh which Alhaitham knows he might not be able to wholly understand... it is fine. He has accepted now that not everything is meant to be known, for better or worse.]
What, so you can shame me further? [He asks this, voice completely dry and with a pointed roll of his eyes, but despite all that he still holds out the shellphone that'd been in his hand this whole time for Kaveh to take and do as he desires.
At the end of the day, there is nobody else who Alhaitham would trust more than Kaveh, even until now.]
being unique is also an asset, no?
[He makes an addendum, instead of resuming the deception, at least. Kaveh's picked up the dexterity for typing on the shellphone remarkably quickly, so it's not long before he hands the phone back.]
only to each other lbr
[He takes his phone back from Kaveh once he's done, taking a moment to read through what has been added, and then snorts. Those sure are a number of exclamation points there, senior.]
So? Who are you planning to invite for this get together? [Since he didn't really specify anything in the post itself.]
they're fools in love
[Kaveh snorts and rolls his eyes, but he's already starting to hunt around for some paper and pen.]
Well, the crew of the Hideaway, though I don't know they'll all come. Clive, Joshua, Dion, Cid...there's a few others I haven't met yet. Rem and March. G'raha...Freminet and his brother, so try not to strangle him in the backyard, okay? There's a couple other teenagers I seem to have...acquired.
I don't know or even think they'll all come. And I don't plan to make a habit of inviting so many people, before you say it. But it's something Mother used to say, that homes need their christening, same as any other newborn.
they are... they love each other so much... i cry
So all he'll do is put his shellphone away and step closer to Kaveh, grabbing a pen just as Kaveh gets some paper and passing it over to him without a word, then seeing as he starts listing down the names of all the people who intents to invite. Some of them, of course, Alhaitham knows after one fashion or another, though majority of them remain unknown to him.
...and while he knows that Kaveh has always been a person who can draw in many people, it is a little surprising at the amount of names that have been written down. There are truly some things that can never really stop Kaveh, even in an entirely different world.]
As long as you're aware enough of it. [Kaveh's already pretty much taken the words out of his mouth so Alhaitham feels no need to reiterate.] But I make no promises in regards to the Fontanian magician.
[Freminet is fine though. He's a good kid, if maybe a bit too shy.]
wehhh
[He doesn't actually think Alhaitham will come to physical blows with Lyney in the slightest, so pointing this out is mostly a roundabout way of teasing the man.]
;3; one day... they'll know....
[Just putting it out there. You know, for posterity.]
soon...(tm)
[Why do you keep bringing this up he's fine.]
Soon............
I'll thank Celestia for their foresight then, seeing as how it is the only reason why you're able to remain standing half the time after a fight.
[Can you hear how dry is voice is, Kaveh. Can you.]
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[HE IS NOT FOR FIGHTING says local man who taught his suitcase to wield a claymore.]
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[YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK.]
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You do realize there is a difference between hearing an anecdote and having a blatant lie told right to your face, yes?
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Both of them know there is literally no excuse for the inclusion of the claymore in this.]
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[And more economical!!]
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You say that but you could have just. Picked up a sword? Like a normal person? And maybe it might take a bit more work but he's fairly certain a catalyst wouldn't be out of your ballpark.]
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And he has a catalyst her name is Mehrak.]
What point are you even trying to prove? You're the one always fussing when I do anything remotely combative.
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[Not make a toolbox to wield a claymore for you, that's just being extra at that point.]
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[HHMPH.]
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Then would you like a gold star for your accomplishment?
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[he does. he wants a gold star and headpats.]
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