Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Clancy closed his eyes when Iaco left the room. All the events from today made him terribly tired. Iaco probably wouldn't mind him sleeping here for- The sudden bang so close to him made him jerk up in surprise, his eyes flying open in confusion. He looked at Iaco's face for a moment before turning to look at the article. A long silence followed as he delicately picked up the paper, reading it. This did look pretty bad. Instead of feeling fear towards Iaco, he only felt pity. Poor Iaco having lost his parents at such a young age. Whether Iaco did it or not, he could tell this event in his life had left a huge mark. Maybe he did kill his parents; he must have had a very important reason for doing that, if he did. What ever happened, it was not an easy subject and it needed to be treated delicately.
Clancy set the paper gingerly down on he lap, shaking his head some as he turned his eyes back to his friend. "What are you trying ta do Iaco? Are you trying ta get me ta believe ya really are a bad person or sumthin'? Ya won't sway my opinion and if ya somehow managed to, what would that accomplish?" Iaco was trying to make a point. Exactly what that point was, he was not completely sure on.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 12, 2014 3:15:02 GMT
Iaco sighed deeply, sincerely, closing his eyes for a second. "I'm sick of not being completely honest with you, Clancy... And you're probably going to hate me but..." he chuckled a little, but it slowly died and became silent, and his small smile went along with it. Iaco is being sincere! WOOAAAA this is new!
Clancy's eyes widened a little then a kind smile lit up his face. "Iaco..." he said gently, setting the paper aside and taking his friends hands. "I could never hate ya. Even if I wanted to. I know this is really 'ard ta talk about and I'm honored that yer sharing this with me. If ya ever have somethin' botherin' ya, don't hesitate ta tell me. I'm here fer you Iaco. That's what best friends are for!" Regret was gnawing at his gut. He himself was not being completely honest with Iaco either. But he could never tell him that. He would lose him. Just like how he lost his Family. Just like how he lost Tyrell.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 12, 2014 3:50:18 GMT
"Take a guess." Iacomus said, grateful for Clancy's kindness and openness, but not willing to show how grateful he was. Even though Clancy had said these things, he knew that he'd hate him. And he had every right to. He pointed at the paper with his finger "So who do you think killed them, Clancy?"
Clancy glanced at the paper then back at his friend. "They seem to pin you as the main suspect." Talks like this made him nervous. The past was just that: the past. It was true, his thoughts did turn to the past from time to time but this was his new life. He accepted there was no going back to the easy going life of Clancy Hopwood. It did not mean he was entirely over his past though. It was easy to understand why Iaco wanted to tell this all to him. Somehow, he felt that he was being untruthful and needed to reveal his secrets.
Clancy squeezed his friend's hands gently and gave him a soft smile. "Ya don' have ta confess nuthin' ta me if ya don' want ta. Yer past is yer problem. Yer future is ma privilege. If ya really want me ta know, then I will listen." If Iaco really needed to get this off his chest he would listen with an open heart. But he did not want Iaco to feel pressured into spilling out the contents of his whole life to him. Sometimes, secrets would be forever kept secrets.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 12, 2014 18:06:56 GMT
"The past is the past, of course, but in this case, the past is similar to the present. The past influence the present, I mean to say..." Iacomus said in a rambling sort of tone, sort of trailing off...
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 13, 2014 3:12:07 GMT
"Oh, you know what, forget it, I'll just say it straight out!" Iaco said with a sort of angry smile in his face. "Look at my business! Look at the things lining the walls? Do you honestly, truthfully, believe that I get all these through 'legitimate sources'? Of course I don't! It's not just the CAEsAL who stalk the streets at night, for frak's sake..." through all of this he seemed very animated, as he usually did, but now it was less smooth than usual. Now he was frustrated, knowing that Clancy would probably end up hating him, but that's probably what he deserved...
Clancy looked around the shop with a small smile "I always wondered where ya got all this stuff..." He glanced down at his untouched tea for a moment, thinking hard. Iaco had just told him that he got some of his items by force. He even compared himself to this group called CAEsAL. He had not been here long but he had heard something about a group of killers taking up residence in this city. So Iaco was a killer. The real question, the real test that Iaco was putting forward, was how he, himself, would react to this information.
Clancy chewed his lip as he looked once more back up at Iaco. Looking deep inside himself, he tried to figure out what he was feeling about this. Sure, he was a bit afraid and sad for Iaco; what if Iaco got caught? The life of a murderer did not sound easy... Clancy blinked, realization hitting him. He felt nothing but calm. What Iaco was did not scare him personally one bit. All he really cared about was Iaco being okay. God, he really was head over heels for this guy. The fact that he realized just how much he liked him... scared him the most. "That explains why ya have blood on ya sometimes! Least ya clean it up right away. How do ya do that? I thought blood was always hard ta get out but yer clothes always look spotless. Could ya tell me? I can't tell ya how many times I've had ta get rid of my clothes from all tha oil spills on them. Blood and oil gotta be somewhat tha same in consistency, yeah?" he rambled on thoughtfully. "So how much do ya get fer a persons liver or somethin'? And what does would ya use that fer? I ain't gonna ask fer details on how ya get yer stuff; I've got a squeamish stomach." he added with an apologetic smile.
Iaco tells Clancy he's a killer and the first thing Clancy asks is how he gets the blood out of his cloths. That guy needs to sort out his priorities.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 13, 2014 17:27:24 GMT
Iacomus blinked in surprise at Clancy's reaction. "No anger? No 'that's a terrible thing to do!' or 'you're a terrible person?' sort of crap?" he just sort of stared at Clancy in disbelief at the boy's apparent uncaring reaction. No, it wasn't that he didn't care, he even asked questions about it. Casual questions. Normal, everyday questions. "I-...."
Clancy shrugged, his smile unwavering "Why would I be mad? Ya ain't done nuthin' ta anyone I care about. Just as long as ya havn't been hurt or caught then I have no reason ta be upset about this in ma opinion." He supposed that was a bit odd; not caring that he was talking to a murderer. All he could think about though Iaco's well being. Love was blind he guessed.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 14, 2014 0:23:50 GMT
Iacomus growled a little in the back of his throat. He was not worthy of such kindness from Clancy. From anybody, for that matter. He almost liked it that way. He chuckled wearily and sunk into the nearest chair, not really knowing how to respond to the things Clancy had said.
Clancy frowned a little. He must have said the wrong thing. He had to think of something quick to make up for it. "Uh, or I could, um, scold ya if ya want? Um...Bad Iaco, stop killing people" he attempted to give him a stern look but probably failed. Maybe every time he saw Iaco have blood on him he could spank him or something. He was about to suggest as much when he realized just what that implied. His face instantly when bright red as he snapped his mouth shut. Oh God, he almost said that out loud. He pointedly avoided eye contact with Iaco, staring embarrassed at his tea.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
Post by Iacomus Lerwick on Aug 14, 2014 2:05:25 GMT
Iacomus chuckled openly at what Clancy said then groaned. "Nice try, Clancy." He smirked, standing up and returning to his normal self. "Now, I have some cookies I bought from the bakery this morning. I was planning on eating them with dinner, but since you are my guest, would you like to share them with me?" he said, trying to avert the conversation away from himself, and away from the way he had treated Zona earlier, but he was afraid it would not work. Oh my gosh Clancy, no.
"Was worth a shot" he chuckled slightly, scratching his cheek. Clancy was glad for the subject change, hoping that absurd thought would go away. "Cookies would be nice" he replied with a smile. "Can I help with anything? What kind of cookies? Were ya just gonna have cookies fer dinner? That ain't too healthy. Ya should have somethin' light and healthy! But I don' think we need ta worry about that because you look great anywho- great as in healthy and stuff" he covered up quickly. Apparently tonight was going to be difficult for him. He needed those cookies so he could shut himself up.
"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" -K. Jackson Brown Jr.
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