inbox; duocaeli

[ohthehumanities]

DUONET ID: Artchitect

"You've reached Kaveh! Leave a message and I'll call you back in a--HEY, DON'T TOUCH THAT I JUST GOT IT IN THE RIGHT SP--"

✉️ ☎️ 📷

Comments

[ohthehumanities]

[Wipes my tears. Birds are maniacs.

Fortunately, this one doesn't bite Roland; but it does just. Spin in a circle and make more weird noises. Okay. Maybe it's playing?]

[duskspear]

[This bird is special.

Roland pulls back to look up at Kaveh.]

It seems to be playing.

[And enjoying itself, at that. Because of that, he climbs back onto his feet to leave it be, still without the other half of his pair of shoes.]

[ohthehumanities]

[ROLAND NO]

But it's got your shoe!

[duskspear]

[Yes!]

It's just a shoe. I will buy another pair and wear those for the time being, and retrieve this one once your bird tires of it.

[ohthehumanities]

What--no, oh my god, don't do that! [PLEASE. The bird cackles again, distantly. Maybe it's found a portal.] At least let me pay for it, since this is my fault anyway.

[duskspear]

[Nay, he will do that. The cackling tells him he has no other choice.]

Nonsense. I am merely letting the bird borrow what's mine. [Though a large part of him wouldn't be surprised if he never gets it back . . . ] And I've the money to spare.

[ohthehumanities]

[EURGHGHGH...]

Fine, but at least let me make it up to you some other way. And I'll bring you your shoe as soon as I can get my hands on it.

[duskspear]

[He suspects they'll end up arguing in a circle if he keeps on insisting otherwise, so he concedes to the offer with a nod.]

Thank you, and apologies for the trouble. [He gives the bed one last glance.] Then I shall leave you to your project.