private instant messenger (for empatheias)

[cilantro]

Need to talk privately with Cilan? Send him a message via the crystal or carrier pigeon? Want to meet with him without posting a log for it?
Here's the place to do it!

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[cilantro]

But Red, I don't just think I'm going to win, I know I'll win.

[gottacatch]

Oh yeah? And why's that?

[cilantro]

Sorry, but if I tell you, then that would be giving away my secret winning strategy here.

[gottacatch]

Uh huh! Do you even know how to play? I practice dunamis every day, and that's a part of the game, you know! Control and skill over your emotions and quick reflexes on the crystals.

[ Nod nod, yep, all things Red can do! ]

[cilantro]

I'm aware of that, yes.

[... Or at least now he is, thanks Red.]

[gottacatch]

[ Is that some weakness he smells, foolish mortal. ]

I can control any emotion at any second! Any one I need! When's the last time you practised any dunamis? You never practice with me!

[cilantro]

Oh my, I'd be careful if I were you: too much overconfidence could lead to your downfall.

[Also look at him artfully skipping past that question of when was the last time he practiced dunamis.]

[gottacatch]

[ Maaking a face, which actually looks...sulky? ]

You mean... you have been practising without me?

[ Shot through the heart and you're to blame, etc etc something something. Red's standing up, needing a second after he does for the way his sight lags in catching up with him (how does that work), but!! ]

I'm getting that third drink so you can show me just how good you are!

[ Sit here so Red can shove more drinks onto the table!! ]

[cilantro]

[... Actually, Cilan is like, ridiculously behind in his practicing which is why you haven't seen him joining you, but--]

I don't think you'll be seeing either of us at our "best" after that many drinks, Red.

[gottacatch]

Why? S'the alcohol getting your head already? I'm fine!

[ Give him a reason to get back to smug mode and he'll take it, thanks! All said while sitting back down with the third drinks on the table, a look of (over) confidence plastered on his face. ]

What's the big deal with this? Everything just feels...loose. [ 'Loose.' ] What's the big deal about that. I can still battle!

[cilantro]

[Cilan will now actually finish his first drink that he had been brought, before turning his attention to the second.]

I just don't want you to push yourself too far, that's all.

[gottacatch]

[ Slowpoke! ]

I'm not pushing myself too far. I haven't wanted to do anything this month.

[ Or nothing he'd consider to be 'anything'. He leans back into his chair. ] I'm sick of feeling like that. I wanna have some fun.

[cilantro]

I see.

[In that case...]

I won't say anything more then. I'll trust that you'll know your limits.

[A pause, as he takes another sip of his drink.]

Besides, I have to admit, these ones have a nice taste, so I can see why someone would want more than one or two.

[gottacatch]

[ Well, Red isn't going to argue about that being dropped (even if he does probably need to slow down...). ]

Aren't they? [ Don't they just make you feel all nice and (over)confident, Cilan-- ] We should get these to have back home with dinner!

[ More drinks like these now and then? That wouldn't be so bad. Red moves his drink, leaning is arms onto the table, not content to keep still, apparently. ]

How about if you win, I'll make us dinner when we're back home. [ ... ] For a week.

[ ...That might not be a good idea... ]

[cilantro]

Really? That sounds like fun... ah, though, I'd still have to keep to the challenge here with eating only spicy food...

[Does Red know any recipes for spicy food??]

[gottacatch]

Oh. [ Right. That. ]


...


...I can make curry.

[cilantro]

Curry sounds good! If you'd like, I can also teach you other recipes for food with a spicier flavor?