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[explosivecombat]

[TEXT; LOCKED TO doitrockapella]

The offer for conversation is always open, should you desire to take me up on it; I can't guarantee that I'll respond immediately, nor will it necessarily be the response you want, but I'll always respond in some way.

In the name of enlightened discourse.

Comments

[explosivecombat]

I thought you would.

It suits you, really.

[doitrockapella]

What makes you say that?

[explosivecombat]

Have I ever made it that easy?

[doitrockapella]

Sometimes you're charitable. One of these nights I might just get lucky.

[explosivecombat]

Your chances are better than most, I would say. Exactly how much that's actually saying is debatable, granted, but the sentiment remains.

[doitrockapella]

Similar to how a piece of paper with words printed on it is still technically heavier than one without them, I'd imagine.

Is there anything in particular making it a good night, or just the usual? For the sake of full disclosure, I'm testing the waters with a follow-up question in mind.

[explosivecombat]

Nothing in particular; the radio is quiet and I've been keeping reasonably busy, now that the holiday has passed.

[doitrockapella]

The same old status quo, then.

The question is: do you know why I send you poetry, aside from just the fact that I think you'll like it?

[explosivecombat]

I'm actually not sure, though I'm assuming that you're hoping I may recognize some of it - given that I know some of the things you refer to from your world and all, I mean.

[doitrockapella]

Actually, it's usually the opposite. Films and stories, I like finding similarities in. When it's poetry, I like it when your reactions are new and fresh.

But no, I do it because it's whimsical and fun. And because we're...dating, apparently.

[explosivecombat]

[...FINALLY, SOMEBODY ACTUALLY SAID IT.]

One of those things you do, then? Like the riddles and what have you.

[doitrockapella]

[Might as well start off the new year on a full disclosure note, or somesuch.]

Assuming that doesn't bother you.

[explosivecombat]

It doesn't, actually.

If anything, it's rather cute.

[doitrockapella]

Oh, I must've said something right. Suddenly I'm cute.

[explosivecombat]

Well, I said the poetry is cute.

Though that doesn't mean you aren't, granted.

[doitrockapella]

There's something else I want to ask, then.

A fair amount of the poetry I know is love poetry. Is it enough to know where we stand on the sentiment, to make up for the fact that I can't help the poem?

[explosivecombat]

Send me whatever you like, Locke, I'm not going to argue it nor will I be fundamentally offended.

[doitrockapella]

It's less that I thought you'd be offended, and more just that I don't want to give the impression of sending mixed signals.

Or playing mind games.

[explosivecombat]

No, I'm quite aware of where we stand on both.

[doitrockapella]

Do you miss me yet?

[explosivecombat]

Your words will tide me over.

[doitrockapella]

Now there's a development. Another ten months and we might just manage to graduate you into outright pining.

But I did want to say thank you. For Christmas.

[explosivecombat]

Which part of it? Spending the day with you, or ensuring you didn't take a flying leap into a volcano?

[doitrockapella]

I had to at least try to get my cube!

[explosivecombat]

Woman, it is an inanimate object.