Yes, I've been made aware.
[ is that what you wanted to hear, koby ................ ]
If you don't mind sharing, it'd certainly be helpful. I suppose I don't have to tell you that the Network is a bit of a free-for-all.
[ Generously speaking. ]
Of course. It's the least I can do.
[ is that what you wanted to hear, koby ................ ]
If you don't mind sharing, it'd certainly be helpful. I suppose I don't have to tell you that the Network is a bit of a free-for-all.
[ Generously speaking. ]
Of course. It's the least I can do.
[ There are a few things that Silco notes. The first, that the populace here must be living up to their apparent youth if the heavy hand the house exerts toward intercourse is enough to establish that depth of loyalty; the second, that daily notes require a level of rigor in line with the effort needed to single-handedly build a stockpile of a magnitude that would at least mostly sustain the house through a period of relative abandonment; and third, that he has Koby where he wants him. ]
Thank you, Koby. One good turn deserves another, or so I’m told.
Are your notes digitally transmissible or shall I collect them from you in person?
Thank you, Koby. One good turn deserves another, or so I’m told.
Are your notes digitally transmissible or shall I collect them from you in person?
Do I need glitter?
Oh, he didn't make me do anything. I did want to. It just sped everything up.
Oh, he didn't make me do anything. I did want to. It just sped everything up.
I had wondered, but I'll save my other questions.
[ Mostly because they're to do with the level of surveillance they're under, per Koby's message, which seems a foolish topic to pursue over text. ]
Let me know where to meet you.
[ Mostly because they're to do with the level of surveillance they're under, per Koby's message, which seems a foolish topic to pursue over text. ]
Let me know where to meet you.
It just seems a little more...feminine, than I'd prefer.
I am slowed down again. Because of Lent. It'll give me time to think.
I am slowed down again. Because of Lent. It'll give me time to think.
I'll let you play with hair products, but no color or glitter.
He knows what it is. He’s American, like me. From Illinois, where Lincoln was from before he was president.
Harry respects it. He's a perfect gentleman.
He knows what it is. He’s American, like me. From Illinois, where Lincoln was from before he was president.
Harry respects it. He's a perfect gentleman.
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No, he's from closer to this time. And yeah, it's good. We were...not really sure what we were doing for a while, but now we're good.
There's a new guy though, Harry Goodsir. He's from closer to the same time. But he's English, and before the war, so he might not know anything.
There's a new guy though, Harry Goodsir. He's from closer to the same time. But he's English, and before the war, so he might not know anything.
Not yet, I think. But you don't need my permission to talk to him.
He seems like a good guy. Another one for the church group.
He seems like a good guy. Another one for the church group.
[ Fifty minutes later, Silco stalks into the library, taking a minute of his allotted extra time to take a lap around the space — still not completely tidied after the events of the previous month — before zeroing in on the duck (not really difficult to notice, though he supposes that's half the point), and the mop of pink hair. ]
You must be Koby.
[ Spoken neutrally, the tenor of his voice balanced toward politeness.
His eyes, one sky-blue, the other molten orange, fall to the bird. An odd choice of pet — certainly more well-kept than any of the creatures he'd ever seen in the undercity — but perhaps fitting enough for one meant to be kept amongst a band of pirates. ]
And who's your feathered friend?
You must be Koby.
[ Spoken neutrally, the tenor of his voice balanced toward politeness.
His eyes, one sky-blue, the other molten orange, fall to the bird. An odd choice of pet — certainly more well-kept than any of the creatures he'd ever seen in the undercity — but perhaps fitting enough for one meant to be kept amongst a band of pirates. ]
And who's your feathered friend?
Let me know if you learn anything interesting.
A coincidence, I'm sure. Or maybe you all secretly crave some stability.
A coincidence, I'm sure. Or maybe you all secretly crave some stability.
Well, don't be too obvious.
I guess I don't mind being the anchor.
I guess I don't mind being the anchor.
[ If Silco notices the amount of effort Koby's exerting, he doesn't make any outward note of it; the boy's nod gets one in return, as well as a wave of one hand to invite Koby to sit again as he takes a seat of his own. He's certainly different from Nami – both of them strike Silco as earnest (as clever, more importantly), but in distinctly separate tenors. Nami has her restaurant, a focal point for those she considers her crew, while Koby has a stockpile meant for all, a brochure for any new arrivals, regardless of who they are or where they've come from. And that's leaving aside the way Koby had stood upon his approach, a habit Silco knows comes strict discipline.
Smoothly, as he settles into a chair: ] The pleasure's all mine.
[ It's an easy tit for tat, matching Koby's energy as opposed to fully exerting his own while he's still getting the lay of the land. And as for the duck — he lays his hand out on the desk, palm up, not exactly extended forward but available should the creature take an interest. ]
Did she arrive here with you?
[ A useless question, maybe, but the notes are right there, and it's not like this line of inquiry is going to change Koby's mind one way or another. ]
Smoothly, as he settles into a chair: ] The pleasure's all mine.
[ It's an easy tit for tat, matching Koby's energy as opposed to fully exerting his own while he's still getting the lay of the land. And as for the duck — he lays his hand out on the desk, palm up, not exactly extended forward but available should the creature take an interest. ]
Did she arrive here with you?
[ A useless question, maybe, but the notes are right there, and it's not like this line of inquiry is going to change Koby's mind one way or another. ]
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