castleinthemist | 01; open

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[Trying doors until one opens is tedious work. His old hands are throbbing. (No, really, don't give him that pitiful look.) But his efforts aren't in vain; Serge grins when a room finally allows him entrance, only to arch a brow at the decidedly bare and boring interior. The one thing that manages to sustain his attention is the smartphone, which he pockets. He figures he can take it. It doesn't look like anyone has been living there, much less own anything in it.

He doesn't stay for long. There isn't much to see. Not even a place to clean . . . After that sarcophagus business, he feels gross.

Then he's at the spring, and it's hardly an encouraging sight. Stepping inside, Serge sighs.]

Are they serious? I know communal baths used to be a thing, but that's in the past!

[ . . . Maybe he can get a nice view or two in the future. Provided they're nothing like Leslie, he's sure he'll be safe. Hopefully. Oh, who's he kidding; this is silly.

He pulls the smartphone out.]

What am I supposed to do with this, anyway?

[He manages to boot it up -- wow, it has his name. That means it's his, right? And it even has a list of other names. He recognizes a few. Serge proceeds to mess with someone while tapping his foot expectantly. And then some.]

( ooc: You can catch him at any part of the post! If you want Serge to call your character, let me know or hit up his phone post. He's hitting up names that sound like those of girls, but that doesn't mean his judgment is foolproof, or that he didn't click the wrong name, or that he didn't decide to diversify. )

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You didn't have to drench me!

You have to admit that it's better than being hit directly by the spell.

You could've let me finish casting—or did your brain not realize that fact?

That would have taken away from the thrill of the moment. Anyway, you almost got your barrier up, so it isn't as though you've lost your edge. I just took you by surprise.

[...

YEAH WELL.

Dynos appears to be taking that in... before he suddenly makes a fist and shooting a pulse of energy at Serge.

B(!!!]

[Yes, well.]

Ow!

[Serge is relatively fast, but at their proximity, he can only blink before the energy pulse meets its target at one of his shoulders. Cringing back, he nearly loses his balance with a sharp yelp. He rubs his wounded shoulder.]

No mercy, huh . . .

I was merely returning the favour. Did I take you by surprise?

Yeah, and instead of being wet I'm in a world of pain. Some favor this is.

You brought it upon yourself. Besides, I didn't hit you that hard, unless you're weaker than I thought.

. . . Not to sound like a codger, but I am getting older.

How pathetic.

[Just. Taking off his gloves and trying to wringe the water out of them. Thanks, jerk. :T]

[You're welcome.

Serge, on the other hand, continues to nurse his shoulder by simply rubbing. He doesn't see the need to waste magic on such a minor wound -- a bruise, at best. Then he looks up to Dynos.]

You should get out of the spring if you're going to dry yourself.

... Hmph. I didn't need you to tell me that.

[DO YOU SEE HIS HATRED TOWARDS YOU.

But okay, getting out of the spring, still wringing water out of his gloves.]

[Serge just shrugs and rolls his wounded shoulder as he turns. The door's still open -- no one seems to have heard their ruckus and run in to check, which is probably a good thing.

Yeah. Because otherwise Dynos would hurt him a lot.]

[He's silent for a while, merely frowning, before—]

... Well?

[He turns back.]

What?

So we have nothing to conclude? This entire thing was a waste of my time.

Huh? Oh, that -- [he turns back around to Dynos.

. . . hold the lightship, something was outstanding in his vision mid-turn. He does a doubletake and looks back to the entrance. Then down.

A waste of his time, eh? Serge approaches the object on the ground and crouches down, picking at it.]

Maybe not.

... What? What did you find?

[He whips around, dangling the object in the air, and says all too proudly,]

Tape. I wonder who put that there?

[Tape...

... Tape.]

... That wasn't there when we entered, was it?

[Tape!!]

I'm pretty sure it wasn't.

[Now what do they do with it . . . ]

[Tape...]

... Huh.

[THIS IS WEIRD.]

[Dynos seems to know something . . . !]

What's on your mind?

... Interestingly enough, I was just thinking about how I'd like to tape your mouth shut.

[HEY, HE'S WILLING TO ADMIT IT.]

but i don't know...

how can you not know . . .

idk instinct.

what kind of instinct is that.

the kind that comes from spending time with you.

. . . I can't argue against that.

yeah that's right.

NO.

YES.

NAH.

YEAH.

NOPE.

YUP.

NAW.

UH-HUH.

NUH-UH.

YES WAY.

WHEN DID DYNOS BECOME RYFIA.

...

Hey, you started it.

no shut up

why are you so rude, mi hija

... what

mi hija, mi hija.

... /runs through translator