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conflictresolution) wrote2023-08-09 07:54 pm
conflictresolution) wrote2023-08-09 07:54 pm
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"Leave a missive, but be brief about it."
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"Leave a missive, but be brief about it."
[Text | Voice | Video | In-Person]
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so there is a bit of a pep in her step and a song in her heart as she makes her way home. even the chilled weather (that jinx isn't too particularly fond of) can't damper her spirits right now, as she fishes in her pockets for the keys. once in, his daughter announces herself, as per usual: ]
I'm home! — Time to shove everything in my mouth and not leave anything for the mice.
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He should have kidnapped the boy the moment he became aware of Ekko, locking the boy up and not killing him. Removing the obstacle without providing it opportunity to cause trouble for him and his. There were a list of people he should do that with apparently. He was slacking while playing 'nice' in this place; perhaps it was long passed time to return to form.
He turned the page of his book blindly, having read and re-read the words without processing them. He closed his eye and forced himself to take a breath to hold in his lungs. This daughter of his would be the death of him again in no time.]
Worked up an appetite, did you? I'll finish the meal then.
[He snapped his book closed, his voice tight but controlled as he pushed himself from the couch and headed for the kitchen.]
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Rough day?
[ she figures to go ahead and go for the kill, instead of beating around the bush about it. and as silco completes their dinner, she scuttles off to the cabinets for the dishwares; setting the table. ]
action; cw: descriptions of knife violence, unlawful containment
Except he thought she might underestimate his low burning emotional response to the progress of that relationship. It seemed time to invest in bunkers under all of his businesses, and properly outfit each one with the means to contain his enemies. The boy would break in the first. Silco would break his knees first so there would be less chance of running away.
He set the fish to the cooktop, keenly aware of Jinx's movements even as he fantasized about murdering that boy. Maybe cut him to pieces. Well, cut him a little each day so he didn't die.]
Oh it was meandering as it normally does from start to finish. There was a small interruption in the form of a questionable voicemail, of course.
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Oh! Uh... [ the words crash together inside her throat, fighting their way to form sentences or... something worthwhile. ] — Ahem, at least it was small, eh? Nothing big to fuss about. I'd ignore it if I were you!
[ she settles the bottle on his side of the table next to his glass, then trails back to hers, but watching him cook for a moment. ]
Table's done. Need an extra hand? I promise my metal finger won't gunk up the taste of the fish.
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If it was important enough to require a voice mail in the first place, I won't ignore the contents of it.
[He flipped the battered fish in the pan to fry the other side of it, tension across his shoulders. He knew why she was leaving such messages after their last discussion on the subject. If anything, it didn't feel long enough time between then and now.]
It will only be a few minutes.
[He returned to silence for half a minute before he couldn't help himself. It didn't help his case that he was fuming.]
I don't approve of the amount of time you spend with that boy. And a date? No, no that is too friendly.
[He will currently ignore the fact that he knows they are sleeping together. It's this being the problem.]
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Sooooo swapping saliva and sleeping with him is a-go then. Cool, glad we're on the same page, 'cause I'm way ahead of you on that.
[ she stretches out for her chair and takes a seat incorrectly, the back side of it pressing against her front with her arms draping over. ]
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I'm aware of your dalliances with him. You make little, if any, secret of it.
[He kept himself 'busy' at the stovetop longer than strictly necessary, needing something to occupy his hands that wasn't a cigar or a drink.]
He arrived back and, as usual, meddled in affairs not his own.
[Why yes, it was all Ekko's fault. He considered and then immediately discounted the notion that it was some deep mutual attraction. No, that was something he couldn't allow himself to accept; it meant he was another step closer to losing her.]
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by hitting the table. ]
Uuuuuuggggh, Siiilllcooooo! — Come on, already! He hasn't done a single thing. And I mean physically.
[ roll her head back, she folds her arms over the top railing of the chair, with her chin resting along them. ]
Tell ya what: when I go out on a date with him, use that time to go on one with Richard. A win-win for everyone. Maybe go down to bone city with him or however you two, you know, do it. Don't give me the details, don't wanna know. Keep my innocent brain innocent.
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[He was perfectly willing to be blunt about the whole matter. Even if it was paranoia, he couldn't help himself. Since she had come back, things had been so different and when one built an entire empire for their only child - their world - and it seemed in jeopardy through no fault of his own save to have died, he was stuck in a past that was no longer his. She had moved on, and he was being left behind each and every day. He was more than willing to blame everyone but himself for that as well.
Yet, the muscles across his shoulders tightened and his back straightened at the casual mention of Richard. After so many months hiding, it still caught him off guard every time that Jinx name-dropped his lover.]
No, he is busy, and so am I. [Silco was busy upending her life as she had tried to upend his way back in the day, though he purposefully didn't recognize the similarities.]
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[ and she moves on to the secondary topic, knowing very well they will return to it. jinx can attempt to make a roller coaster of conversations as per usual when she wants someone to get lost and whiplash, but silco is a witty man, and he's learned how to hang on to the handle bars. while some scream, vomit, and cry to never want to step foot in a roundabout talk with her again, silco can sit through the entire ride unfazed and with a straight face. ]
I'm starting to pick up a pattern here, Pops. Jinxie is thinking you are avoiding him. Did you two get into a fight or something? Are you on the couch? Figuratively speaking, since you two aren't even doing that right now.
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[He had dealt with Jinx pin-balling all over the place to avoid being pinned down in conversation. He preferred to be direct with her unless it was a matter of himself then he might skirt it for a time. Self-awareness of his own actions and antics were not his strong suit.
He flipped the frying fish onto a plate for her and added some chips before setting it on the counter for her. It allowed him opportunity to turn and provide her a withering look.]
We did not fight, no. He's providing me space to be settle you back in after your absence. You and I have never been apart that long after all. And we are both busy.
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Yeah, but. I think I've got the hang of things, so you can start seeing him. If you don't, what if he thinks you don't care for him anymore? I don't want the two of you to break up just because I'm back in town.
[ the minute that sentence leaves her lips, a guilty sensation plummets down to her gut, and she frowns to herself as this seems like a parallel fear she has with vi and caitlyn. the couple seem fine now, but only because she is keeping vi at arm's length. will she have to do the same with silco too? in order for him to get what he truly wants? her pinks lock tight in her meal, picking up the fish with her hands before tears them into smaller pieces. all this growing up and she still doesn't use utensils. ]
... What about him having you for the weekend? You two can catch up.
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He knew his daughter was not fully settled back in, that there were people and places that still tugged at her. He was keenly aware of her attachment to the dead kid and the dead father figure, but he kept his resentment buried deeply. After all, he had been punished for his own death here, and it was a repeat that he wished to experience again with her already pulled back from the status quo chaos he was used to.
He took his seat, setting his plate in front of in the spot Jinx had prepared. He crossed one leg over the other and picked up the glass of wine, swirling it as if he could fake caring about the body and fragrance of the liquid.]
We see each other when our schedules align. I'm not concerned about a break up, and neither should you. We've tolerated each other this long.
[In his mind, that settled any argument on the matter. It was no where close to revealing the complicated and layered nuance that was his relationship with Richard. Neither of them were soft men, and their triggers and baggage was many. That they hadn't killed one another was likely a miracle of some sort.]
I'm working, and I'm spending the weekend with you.
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Okay. As long as I don't... "jinx" things. I've been doing a lot of that lately.
[ although, jinx does flash him a real smile (even though it's miniature) to turn this whole dinner night around. ]
This is delicious. I don't think I'll ever get tired of your cooking.
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Have you? You know I don't believe in such things. You're doing exactly as you're supposed to be doing, nothing more, nothing less. You should worry less about my relationship. Let's consider the one you're formulating with the boy.
[He smoothly switched back to the topic they had started on that she had tried to avoid. Two could play her game after all, and he was nimble as he sipped his wine and nodded at her compliment. He hated cooking, but he had to muster some kind of parental aspirations, didn't he?]
No doubt those I pay could and will do better.
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Are you kidding me? Nothing can beat homemade cooking. Trust me! The knock-offs try their best, but there's a thing called, "masterpiece" and they can't grasp it.
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[However, he was willing to let her eat. He supposed that they had a 'deal' in a way, but it was not nearly as satisfying as trying to stamp out this budding... whatever it was. He was convinced everyone would simply hurt her over and over again, and history had not dissuaded him from that notion. If anything, he was fair more stuck into that idea.]
Though yes, homemade is better. I never enjoyed cooking much.
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[ she pops another piece into her mouth, then reaches for her cup to wash it down with her cooling of the juice. and while she gulps, she grips onto a fry with her free hand and uses it as a pointer to lecture him with directly. jinx keeps the position for a few seconds until the mug is back in place on the counter. ]
I get it, it's a lotta work, buuuuut worth it when it stands between life and death. Then it gets extra juicy.
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[Silco already knew or at least convinced himself that he knew, and it made him uncomfortable that he was powerless to stop this without creating a war. He didn't have the same resources because he was keeping his machinations subtle this time around. Perhaps it had been a misstep on his part, but it remained one that he could rectify easily.
How hard would it be to bring about all the necessary ingredients for a Shimmer refinery? Not much, not with his knowledge and resources.]
It's less about work and more about it being worthless to cook for one and one of my appetite. [Read: he ate because he had to not because he had a desire to.]
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with her mouth empty, his daughter rolls her tongue behind her lips, tracing along her teeth like she's ensuring they're all still in place — even her two buck ones. but then the crow blows away her loose bangs from her vision, yet the purple streak still catches her eye. ]
Does it really matter? — If we're this or that, here or there. We're just... two crazy kids doing crazy stuff!
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He set his wine glass down on the table, making a point of crossing one leg over the other as he watched his daughter appraisingly.]
No, I suppose the end result will be the same. [He expected the boy favoured his fingers over his toes, so the choice was simple on his end.]
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I did mention being in love, right? And he's in love, too. That last time I've checked. So, I think... you can put it all together just by that alone.
[ she won't say it in so many words, but that should be enough, she thinks, and she takes another swig from her juice. the juice is almost half-full when his daughter finishes, and she returns it to the table with her gaze on his glass.]
Want a refill?
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Indeed.
[One word, dripping with disapproval. Not for her, of course. Jinx was perfect and that she continually put her heart out there for people was an admirable trait. The boy though... no, no, he didn't believe it. Just two teenagers thinking they knew what love was, and it would tear them apart.
It was a weakness. He knew what it felt like, to be burned by it so badly he'd prefer to never, ever experience that again.]
Be careful who you give your heart to, Jinx. I don't wish to see you hurt, and I will make anyone that spoils your love wish they were dead.
[He looked at his nearly empty wine glass and sighed.]
No, there isn't enough wine in the house to make it through this type of night.
[He still picked it up and drained off the last of it. He desired to see Richard, to rest his forehead on the back of the other's neck and just... exist for a few seconds. Not tonight, of course. Perhaps soon.]
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[ she smiles fondly over her father's threat. to anyone else, it would be highly concerning and alarming, but she knows he is only saying so because he loves her so much. and while she is fully mindful that silco will definitely do exactly what he says, it's still coming from the heart. ]
But I think you don't have to worry about something bad happening between us. Besides the dumb arguments we might get into. Ekko is a pretty swell, laid back guy. A little like you, ya know? — I mean, he might lose his patience here and there, but... you've gotta reeeaaally be plucking his wings to get him going.
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