[! He's considering it? That's a massive change from how Lysandre has been with his previous Sanguis transformations, so Sycamore can't help but be excited. He could come over? See him? Make sure he's okay? That would be the dream, made real...]
Well, at least that means nothing will be burned! Although it's a little ironic that the dragon form no longer has the ability to manipulate fire. To be fair, perhaps I have been spending too much time around Charizard!
[It's a little unconscious, but he can't help himself from sliding on a jacket, making sure his keys are in his pocket and that shoes are handy. If Lysandre is actually considering letting him come over, he doesn't want to waste time.]
You know I'm ready whenever you are, Lysandre. You don't have to worry.
You know I won't think any less of you, right? I don't care if you're in a suit or sweatpants, mon cheri. Or if Sanguis has decided to give you wings or claws or whatever else a dragon has.
So if you're stressed about looking good for me, please don't.
[That actually brings another thought to mind - would Lysandre tell him if he got sick, and looked terrible because of it? That's going to have to go on the list for the goats.....]
....ah. Well, that was definitely not what Sycamore expected, and he can feel his anxiety spike in response. He's quick to respond, however - that was not the message to delay replying to.]
I see. No wonder you're upset.
[...
The next message is a little more haphazard.]
It doesn't change anything, Lysandre. I still want to see you so much. I won't leave, regardless of how you look. I promise.
[That preparation certainly came in handy, because Sycamore is out the door in seconds after roughly pulling on his shoes. The journey to Lysandre's apartment is a practised one and, he's found, far faster to travel if you're riding on a Charizard. So when he said shortly, he very much meant shortly; he's not sure how much time elapsed between him sending that message and the point at which he softly knocks on Lysandre's door, but it can't have been much.]
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Well, at least that means nothing will be burned! Although it's a little ironic that the dragon form no longer has the ability to manipulate fire. To be fair, perhaps I have been spending too much time around Charizard!
[It's a little unconscious, but he can't help himself from sliding on a jacket, making sure his keys are in his pocket and that shoes are handy. If Lysandre is actually considering letting him come over, he doesn't want to waste time.]
You know I'm ready whenever you are, Lysandre. You don't have to worry.
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Again, I'm considering. And sorting out how to make any of this look presentable, if at all possible. You know how I am.
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You know I won't think any less of you, right? I don't care if you're in a suit or sweatpants, mon cheri. Or if Sanguis has decided to give you wings or claws or whatever else a dragon has.
So if you're stressed about looking good for me, please don't.
[That actually brings another thought to mind - would Lysandre tell him if he got sick, and looked terrible because of it? That's going to have to go on the list for the goats.....]
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Please...be a little kind to yourself? For me?
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Can I continue to annoy you over text while you make yourself presentable?
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You know I always like talking to you. Whatever you like, Augustine.
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[Yes, he's smiling like a moron...perhaps text is okay, sometimes.]
Would you feel more comfortable if you described the changes to me here, first?
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Something specific? Like what?
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....ah. Well, that was definitely not what Sycamore expected, and he can feel his anxiety spike in response. He's quick to respond, however - that was not the message to delay replying to.]
I see. No wonder you're upset.
[...
The next message is a little more haphazard.]
It doesn't change anything, Lysandre. I still want to see you so much. I won't leave, regardless of how you look. I promise.
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I'm not doubting you any. I want to be sure you know that.
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I'm sorry. That must have been a dreadful shock.
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At least it isn't completely hideous. I can work with it.
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I can say with complete confidence - even though I haven't seen you - that you don't look hideous whatsoever.
I'm not biased, before you say that!
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Come over if you want.
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[That preparation certainly came in handy, because Sycamore is out the door in seconds after roughly pulling on his shoes. The journey to Lysandre's apartment is a practised one and, he's found, far faster to travel if you're riding on a Charizard. So when he said shortly, he very much meant shortly; he's not sure how much time elapsed between him sending that message and the point at which he softly knocks on Lysandre's door, but it can't have been much.]
Lysandre? I'm here.