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John ([personal profile] greatoldjohn) wrote2022-10-31 02:46 am
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[in a rather deep voice] "This is John Doe. Please leave your message. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I may respond in text if I'm currently with Arthur. Apologies."

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lestercraft: (Do you see something?)

[personal profile] lestercraft 2022-11-14 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He hums, non-commital but confirming he's paying attention. The paint is rough under his fingers, the borderline between tacky and dried, and he has to resist the urge to scrape at a large streak with the side of his thumb.

"I suppose it must be like asking where yellow becomes gold. There's a distinction, real as you like, but the further you dig into the semantics of it, the more difficult that line becomes to see."
lestercraft: (Yeah yuk it up)

[personal profile] lestercraft 2022-11-14 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
That gets a soft laugh out of Arthur, and it makes the tension that has started setting in across his shoulders ease off a little.

"It has its time and place," he acquiesces, a bit diplomatically, but it leaves him feeling much readier to continue their discussion. Or, double back, as it were. "You said you put too much of yourself into it - what happened, exactly?"
lestercraft: (So that means)

[personal profile] lestercraft 2022-11-14 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"So... something like when you tried reading the book- b-back at Miskatonic University? It was... just enough outside what a human mind was capable of handling, I still remember the feeling of those words."