generic catch-all [closed]

[ohhmrburnsides]

who: magnus burnsides and CR
what: threads that have nowhere else to go
when: march until... whenever i decide a new catch-all is necessary
where: all over the place
warnings: none for now, will update if necessary

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[ohhmrburnsides]

[...Who's this guy.]

Uuuhh...

[No introduction, hardly any warning, as if he's been here before—and he knows Magnus's name. Either this guy is really rude, or they've already met and Magnus was so high he'd forgotten the encounter entirely. ...It's probably the latter. Shit. He opts to pretend he remembers this dude, because that's the logical way to deal with this situation, obviously.]

Oh, this? [A nervous chuckle as he lifts his controller into view, then continues to play, nonchalant, no big deal.] Yeah, Cisco helped me pick this one out. But I kinda suck at it. I mean, I suck at pretty much every video game, but, y'know. New concept and all. [His eyes glance between the games, and the new guy, and the games again. Hard to maintain eye contact with someone you're pretending to recognize.]

[rapsheet]

[ Talking to Magnus is such a normal thing to Kravitz, though, that he doesn't notice the difficulties he's inadvertently putting the other man in. Simply sits nearby completely uninvited, still peering curiously at the screen. ]

Amazing what people will invent given enough free time.

[ Of course, he too is inundated with free time now, but he's pointedly not thinking about that. Produces from the shopping bag he's still holding his shiny new pink-and-gold box and holds it up for Magnus to see. ]

Have you used bath bombs before? Seems like such a weird idea, I'm not sure what possessed me to actually buy them...

[ He looks at it as though expecting it at any point to do a backflip. ]

... Suppose they reminded me of Taako.

[ The box is definitely gaudy enough. ]

[ohhmrburnsides]

[Ooooh. Friend of Taako's. ... Special friend of Taako's, even? He does seem rather comfortable in the house, just chilling in the living room like he's familiar here. And he's got on a bunch of fancy clothes, too. The shoe fits.

So far, Operation Figure-Out-Who-This-Guy-Is is going pretty smoothly.]

Bath bombs? Sounds messy. [He laughs, glancing in even intervals between the television and The Guy as they converse.] So didja buy that for Taako?

[rapsheet]

[ Honestly, Kravitz hadn't thought of actually giving them to Taako - he generally assumes Taako has more than enough of any given pretty thing, or else just isn't interested in it. It makes it difficult to find gifts for him. ]

Hm. I hadn't thought about it.

[ He shrugs, putting the box away. ]

I suppose he can have them if he wants them.

[ See also: anything Kravitz owns basically ever, because he's a giant mushy failure. ]

I was mostly just curious since I'd never seen one in Faerun. It's, ah. Pretty wild around here, huh?

[ohhmrburnsides]

[Magnus perks up at the mention of Faerun, which is a big hint. So big, in fact, that he forgets he was pretending to know the guy. He pauses the game and, with a smile, asks,]

Oh, shit! Are you from Faerun? Me too, dude!

[rapsheet]

[ Hold on - what? Kravitz stops for a second, fully caught on the back foot, suddenly with no idea what's going on. ]

I know..? I mean, I know that you... aren't...

[ He considers Magnus for a moment, and then - wait a second. ]

... Magnus, forgive me if this is a stupid question, but do you actually remember me at all?

[ohhmrburnsides]

[Magnus bluescreens; it takes him a moment of thinking and staring to figure out he'd made a mistake. When he comes back around, he blinks, then sputters a little bit.]

I, uh. I'm gonna lay it all down here, dude, I've never seen you in my life.

[Busted.]

[rapsheet]

[ Kravitz blinks for a second, and then just... laughs. ]

I suppose that's one way to do it. Were you hoping I just didn't ask you any questions?

[ Gods, how in all the world is he going to explain this. Even trying to run through the general gist of how they've come to be on friendly terms, taking into account the way being in this place has already thrown so many spanners into the works, feels as if it needs to be in a tense that doesn't actually exist. Past-present-future imperfect. Something like that. ]

I, uh... Well, I'm Kravitz. I'm... we know each other. Or did. Or... will? Back in Faerun.

[ How does anyone do this, this is already exhausting. ]

If you don't know me then you must be from before the incident at Miller's laboratory... I don't know, how much do you actually know..?