[IC] IC Contact [Riverview]

[smokedout]

 "This is Dodger. If you're selling anything, hang up now. If you're buying something, leave a message."
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[Expect conversations with Dodger to be drawn out ICly; he doesn't like to get back to people quickly.]
 

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Voice; set towards the end of Prijata

[ragnarsson]

[Oh, he so wishes he could have been there to see the look on Dodger's face when he realized the cupcakes he'd anonymously sent him were poisoned. But sometimes revenge was a dish best served cold. And as Ragnar had always said, beware the fury of a patient man.]

Enjoy the cupcakes?

[He sounded so innocent. No way could such an angelic teenager ever do something as heinous as poison someone he hated.]

[smokedout]

[Of course the cupcakes came from Ivar. Of fucking course, why would he expect anything different? Seriously, maybe he wouldn't be so paranoid if shit like this didn't turn out exactly the way he thought it would.]

Loved them. [His voice is still a bit raspy, from throwing up the cupcake he'd eaten before he'd managed to get medical attention. And above that, he's coldly collected. Almost as if they're having a friendly chat.] How about you come over? I've got a couple leftovers to shove through that hole I put in your throat.

[ragnarsson]

I'll have to pass. Maybe next time. [He says this all in a very casual tone, as if they're actually friends, instead of two men who had already attempted to murder each other now multiple times.]

You honestly ate them? [It sounds like Ivar is just barely containing laughter. If Dodger or anyone else had ever wondered what it would take to get the young warrior to crack up laughing, this was it. Attempted murder.] I knew you were stupid, but clearly I overestimated even your feeble mental capacity.

action

[antietam]

[ At some point when Adam knows Dodger will be home, he sends his new invention to announce itself. If Dodger doesn't hear the light banging of metal hitting his door, he'll be able to catch a note slowly sliding under it.

RoboLampyr activated. Try it out.

It's in Adam's handwriting. If Dodger opens his door, he'll find a little friend hovering there expectantly. It looks rather shoddy given this is Adam's first robot, but it seems to have all the components to get the job done.

It can fly, it's painted to blend in, it has a needle-point stinger that will inject fluid from the bulb in the back, which is currently empty. It's also remote-controlled, which means Adam is nearby controlling it and watching Dodger's reaction. ]

[smokedout]

[The RoboLampyr is actually first greeted by the barking of a dog from inside of Dodger's room, followed by a robotic voice calling to him.]

Master. Someone is at the door.

Yeah I know, I heard it.

I can't open the door, you'll have to check who it is.

Yeah, gimme a second.

Understood.

[When he opens the door, the dog - a malinois with a purple collar - rushes out to sniff their new friend. Dodger reaches to grab the dog by the collar, and it obediently sits with its tail wagging while Dodger investigates the RoboLampyr. Sure, it's pretty amateur, especially compared to the technology back home or the dog he's somehow acquired, but... still impressive, and definitely useful.]

Scanning. This does not seem to be an AllMate.

No shit, buddy. [He glances around to look for Adam, before his gaze settles on the firefly again.] Does this thing have a microphone?

[antietam]

[ Adam comes out from behind a corner once Dodger asks his question, controller in his hand. It's small and subtle but has a variety of different buttons on it ]

Nope. Didn't seem useful since you can't be too far away from it. It has a video camera though, mostly just for recording results.

[ He moves it to inspect the dog. ] Hey buddy. [ That's definitely not to Dodger. ]

text; un: whiterose; 8/27

[finethanks]

Where are you? If you take an entire day to get back to me like last time, I'll be gone.

[smokedout]

[The response happens almost immediately, actually.]

what do you mean you'll be gone? what's happening?

[finethanks]

[Aw, that's sort of sweet. Having just finished a large concert despite coming out of the hospital only yesterday, Eichi had given it an hour of resting before he started contacting people. But he's still in his outfit.]

I've just returned to my mansion, if you'd like to meet me there.

( text; ) un: shigeru | after the apartment fire

[mysophobic]

[ He hasn't seen Dodger in quite some time. And after the fire he was beginning to worry. He knows the other man lives there and it's honestly worrisome to not hear from him since their last hospital visit. So he is just going to text the other to make sure he's okay, alive is a better word really, and hopefully not hurt somewhere. That power suppressor was still on him when all of this happened so of course Shigeru has reason to worry... ]

Dodger are you okay?

[smokedout]

[Dodger actually fails to get back to him for several days. And then several days stretch into a week, and even a bit past that...

...But finally the text comes, at nearly two in the morning.]

let's get drunk

[mysophobic]

[ You're giving him a heart attack right now. For real this is the only thing he says after a week of not replying?! Not to mention it's so late and luckily he's just finishing a late shift at the hospital so he's still awake when he gets this text. ]

What? Are you okay? You haven't replied in over a week...

[ He is so worried right now. ]

Where are you?

(action) surprise day before christmas eve action thread

[mysophobic]

[ Shigeru never really knows what to expect when he winds up at Dodger's place. He's decided to stop by to at least give him his gifts and it's totally a surprise because he hasn't texted Dodger or even made any inclinations towards doing this.

Which is probably why he's so nervous?! He doesn't know if Dodger will like his gifts or if he'll even be there. Hopefully he is? But Shigeru will be standing outside his apartment door with two bags in his hand. One filled with delicious smelling food and one with some gifts in it.

There will be a soft knock on Dodger's door and the lack of someone greeting might make it obvious that it's Shigeru. ]

r i p shigeru

[smokedout]

[After the last few days Dodger has had, he'd honestly forgotten Shigeru even existed.

He's woken from a drunken slumber, less by the knock and more by the loud and vicious bark that answers it. A few moments later he's stumbled over to the door and disabled the traps, unlocked its two locks, sliding out the deadbolt and opening the door. It's still held partly-closed by a door chain, and he blinks blearily while Brink growls cautiously from between his legs. He's only wearing a shirt and boxers, which is... honestly better than he usually is when Shigeru comes over.

After a moment, Brink answers before Dodger can.]

Hello, Shigeru! It's nice to see you again. Please come in.

Yeah... that. One second.

[Dodger slams the door unceremoniously, sliding out the chain before opening it fully and pressing a sleepy kiss to Shigeru's cheek while Brink eagerly sniffs at his heels. Dodger smells even more like booze than usual, which is really saying something... there are healing bruises around his nose and throat, suspiciously hand-shaped, and a bandage over the side of his neck that's bled through with the imprint of what looks like a knife wound. His wrists are in similar condition, covered in bloody and frayed gauze that hasn't been changed this morning, the inner elbow of one of his arms riddled with needle marks. It's been a bad week for him.]

why is dodger like this

[mysophobic]

[ He wasn't sure what to expect, honestly he never does, when it comes to Dodger. But he really didn't expect this Shigeru just looks worried, as usual, he'll put his bags down before he gently touches Dodger's cheek. ]

What happened to you?!

[ He's remaining surprisingly calm but he's just gotten used to Dodger and his everything by this point. He'll direct Dodger over to his bed to take a seat. ]

Did you get into another fight?

un: ragnar

[storradr]

What are you doing?

[smokedout]

nothing i can't put on hold.

need something?

(drunk text oh boy here we go /sweats) before the light festival

[mysophobic]

Doger whatareyou doing rihgt now?

[ What up. He's...really drunk. Please forgive his poor typing. But he's also enjoying himself so there is that?! Either way that sure is the text Dodger gets one night. ]

[smokedout]

getting high

you alright?

[He's not sure he's ever seen Shigeru misspell things unless he's flustered or nervous... is he in danger?]

voice; 1/17 evening.

[storradr]

[After the brief conversation Dodger had had with Ivar the day before, this call really shouldn't have come as a surprise.]

We need to talk. Now.

[smokedout]

[It's not a surprise, not exactly, but it does give him pause. It takes him a while to get back to him, trying to decide exactly how to respond in a way that doesn't betray how paranoid he is that Ragnar is angry with him.]

I'm listening.

(February 14th for added suffering I guess)

[mysophobic]

[ So the first thing Dodger will feel when he wakes up that morning in this intense wave of what can only be described as excitement. It's not a normal bout of it, like when you get something special, this is more along the lines of excitement because of love and adoration for someone or something special. An excitement you can only get by being with someone so dear to you that it gives you butterflies in your stomach and a subtle nervousness to make sure everything is just right for them. The excitement lingers for minutes and the emotion that follows it is clearly love almost akin to what Dodger might have felt around Ragnar, only this is a little more...intense than that.

And Dodger might not piece it together there and then but he'll get a glimpse through Shigeru's eyes a few moments later, his phone in gloved hands as he sends off a few last second texts to Genji before he starts going about his day. His ritual consists of cleaning everything in his house first and then heading out to work. But the vision will end with Shigeru humming happily to himself as he cooks breakfast for him and his pets. However the emotions will still remain well after that. He doesn't exactly realize he's sharing this with Dodger quite yet however. ]

[smokedout]

[He'd been half-asleep when the feeling started.. it mixed with his subconscious into a pleasant dream, one where he and Ragnar had fallen into a nap together in Ragnar's bedroom, a room which he has never actually seen but just knew as one tends to do in dreams. It was the most pure fantasy he'd had of the man, particularly since he'd ended up pinned down and carved up. He's even confused, for several moments, when he wakes up to an empty and cold bed in his own apartment.

The feeling continues, though, and then the vision comes and he has to assume he's having another dream. A dream about Shigeru right after one about Ragnar... he really is a mess. It's just so strange, after everything, to feel such a warm and happy feeling at all. He rolls over a bit, considering his options, before shooting a text to Shigeru.]

are you up? i woke up with a craving for your cooking.

[Because that's what's happening, right?]

Voice; @the.boneless

[ragnarsson]

[It's rather early in the morning when Ivar calls. He sounds rather pleased about something, like the cat that caught the canary.]

Wake up, dog. I've got a task for you.

[smokedout]

[He'd been itching for this, yes, but given the fallout that sleeping with the Viking had caused...

Dodger lets out a snarl. Vikings are nothing but bad luck.]

Go fuck yourself, master.