Luceti | Appointments

[z_jay]

This post is intended for anything that one could want to RP with Eugene.  Nothing fancy here, just a date, type, and place where you'd like to meet up with him and we'll go from there.  The only limit here is the imagination.

Stay safe out there!

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[relictusdeus]

I find that a word often carelessly tossed about.

[Friend. It has proved, at times, to be the cruelest and most cutting of all f-words.]

'tis only when tested that he shall discover who his friends truly are.

[z_jay]

Yeah...

[Truthfully, Eugene wasn't sure how to really go forward with conversation. Isaac was unpredictable, moreso than Eugene felt comfortable associating with. In a world like he's from, unpredictability from friends, or even acquaintances could make a difference in life or death. Luceti hadn't dulled that wariness in him, despite its apparent veneer of safety.]

...Is there anyone you know that's being dishonest with him?

[relictusdeus]

[A demure, conspiratorial smile comes first, then a lift of one shoulder.] ...Perhaps. [He answers after a beat and it may not be wrong for all he knows.] Of course, were I to know of who in fact he calls his friends, I would be better fit to answer.

I have been in this village long before you and have met many in this time, enough of whom are still among us. As you no doubt can attest, I have a talent for stripping a man of his gentility before long. Or a woman. [He adds after a moment.] I find that in anger, one is often the most honest.

[He chuckles throatily.]

I take it that Simon is a friend of Jack's?

[z_jay]

[Anger, he would argue, often provides the most basic honesty, but in his case, after reflection and not gut reaction, he recognized how using that as a base for judgment was a bad idea. Limiting. It explained a lot about Isaac to him, and he gave a thoughtful sound to that.]

[Mention of Simon had him giving Isaac a direct look again, but his face was expressionless. So Isaac knew Simon... It wasn't entirely unexpected, but he wasn't going to reveal anything he thought about that.]

Yes, they get along. You're correct. Sam's also Jack's friend. And as far as I know there's plenty more that I can't name off the top of my head.

[relictusdeus]

‘Getting along’— [The expressionless look he earns piques some interest] -- can mean a number of things… and as you are no doubt aware, true friendship may have very little to do with it. [He smile stretches thinner.] But what would I know of that?

[A beat.]

He is a charming fellow... [he muses] ...for a human.

[Whether he speaks of Sam or Simon, he is in no hurry to make clear.]

[z_jay]

What would you know of that? Even you can make friendships, Isaac, you've just got to meet with people that share interests.

[It wasn't some marvelous secret to getting friends. In fact, Eugene had to admit that Isaac had upkept his side of the bargain not to harm Jack's body when he inhabited it. Respect was a part of a relationship, not necessarily toward friendship, but it was better than the alternative of abject hatred on his part.]>/small>

Interests and possibly some history of similar experiences. It helps them to understand you on a fundamental level.

[The presumption being that Isaac was speaking about Simon, because Eugene was fairly certain Isaac would label Sam as weak, or possibly manipulative. Charming was more Simon's forté, but he nodded in agreement]

Charming's a good word to describe him. I didn't realize you knew him.

[relictusdeus]

[It’s hard to know where to begin picking at a sentence that thoroughly frustrates him, so he doesn’t at all, letting his eyes fall shut and drawing a breath before easing instead into an anecdote.]

In all the time I have spent trapped here, I have come to know but one man who could listen and who would understand. We laughed and drank and fucked, sharing stories long into the night of the shadowy corners of the worlds from whence we came. We were the unloved and the unwanted, bred to deal death under masters who regarded us a little more than tools to be cast aside the moment they outlived their usefulness. Ah, but in one another we found a sense of belonging. [He snorts faintly.] At least, for a time.

[He shifts his focus.]

How disappointing it is that Simon hasn't spoken a word of me... and after I fashioned him such a fine corset. [Giggling.] That ungrateful creature~!

[z_jay]

Don't worry, Simon and I don't talk on a regular basis. I'm sure he enjoys it in his own way.

[A polite smile followed, and he wasn't going to go into details about Simon. Letting him in on details like their own personal dislike of one another seemed like adding fuel to a fire he'd rather not instigate. In fact, the song had ended, so he slowed to a stop and disengaged. He can't really say he knows what this was all about, but he's at least certain that he's no where near qualified or clever enough to keep this up for very long]

Thanks for the dance. But I'd better go find Jack now. Have a good night!

[relictusdeus]

[There's nothing left to say, but in its own way, his lopsided smile and polite, nodding dismissal of the ‘thank you’ says enough. Looking for Jack is a mere pretext to leave as soon as possible, he's certain, but that Eugene mustered the will to bear with him this long is almost admirable.

He laughs to himself while watching him merge with the crowd.

The last few remarks left hanging in the air will give him something to consider for the remainder of the evening, at least.]