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Ivan has just recently been assigned to Earth. It's very cultural. He has already explained Vor to groups of natives four separate times. Some of them seem to find it really hilarious to call him Lord Vorpatril. He doesn't mind; some of those people are girls who giggle it and bat their eyelashes. He likes it here just fine.
After he finishes with his day-job duties (separate from attending diplomatic functions to stand around and look handsome) he attempts to let himself out of the room with the comconsole and all its data to sift through, only to find that the hallway has turned into a bar.
He looks over his shoulder. The office is still normal. Which is to say there are no other exits.
Ivan goes into the bar, squinting.
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middlingalong
Sniff. Cling. Ivan's shoulder is becoming distinctly damp.
"I like you," he whispers. Fearfully, as though it is a terrible secret that could get him hurt or killed.
middlingalong
"Well, that's pretty convenient, isn't it, seeing as we're related? I like you too."
"Really?" he asks, snifflishly.
"I don't think anybody's liked me before," he says, drying his eyes on a part of Ivan's shoulder that has not been cried on yet. A little of his earlier carefree tone reasserts itself. "But if it means you rescue me, that's good."
middlingalong
"I'd rescue you anyway, but I'm going to have particularly strong opinions while I do it in this case."
"Well, don't fuck it up," he says firmly.
"That's important?"
"Okay." He pauses, then adds, "I believe you."
middlingalong
"Good. Because you've got a hell of a wait ahead and that seems like it might be easier to take if you know to expect me to show up with help, eh?"
"Maybe," he says. "I've never expected help before. I dunno what it's like."
"I can't see how it'd make a good painkiller, though."
"So I dunno how much good it'll do me."
He sighs and leans his head on Ivan's shoulder.
He sighs and leans his head on Ivan's shoulder.
"Yeah."
He hugs Ivan some more. Ivan is very huggable.
He hugs Ivan some more. Ivan is very huggable.
middlingalong
So's little bitty Mark. Ivan doesn't put him down, but he does sit.
Little bitty Mark curls up and leans on him. He is leanable as well as huggable. Ivan Vorpatril has many uses.
middlingalong
Ivan Vorpatril does have many uses.
"I suppose if this works like time travel in the holos it's also possible that since I have yet to interact with you in my present you could just come to your future with me, but I don't know how to do that, exactly."
"I suppose if this works like time travel in the holos it's also possible that since I have yet to interact with you in my present you could just come to your future with me, but I don't know how to do that, exactly."
"You came in the door; you could take me out it..."