HANSA CERVANTES CATCH-ALL

[robopriest]

WHO: Hansa Cervantes
WHERE: Everywhere, anywhere
WHEN: End of December - January
WHAT: Hansa and various talks/logs with people he knows. Let me know if you want a starter!
WARNINGS: None at the moment! Will update if necessary

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JUN POST-HOLIDAY PARTY

[robopriest]

[Well. That could have gone down better.]

[He feels bad. That look on Jun's face, the way he up and disappeared...he can't exactly blame him. It's a shock no matter how you approach it.]

[So, Hansa makes good on his promise, and reaches out.]

want to talk? if you need your space, i don't mind

[whiteshroud]

[Jun doesn't respond for over a day. He's not leaving him on Read on purpose, it's more something else came up that limited his access to his phone. Something wolfy.

Finally though, he'll get access to his phone and see the left message. Ah crap. Reality's back in town.]

Sorry Father, I didn't have my phone on me and just saw this.

We can talk.

[robopriest]

[Oh, thank goodness he finally replied.]

you can choose the time and place. i'll be there 👍

[whiteshroud]

How about rooftop of the 7-Eleven? Whenever you're free.

[What? He's comfortable up there and he needs a slushie]

[robopriest]

i'll be there

[And sure enough, with the power of teleport, he's stepping out on the rooftop. And of course, he's brought a little box of pastries.]

Hey. [Waggling the box.] You can take some if you'd like.

[whiteshroud]

[Jun will be up there. The rooftop has already been shoveled. Jun sits on one of the vents, his seal knight uniform on but with the hood down. He's got a blue slushie in hand. When Hansa offers the pastries, he'll glance at them briefly but makes no move to take one]

Maybe later.

[...]

Sorry for causing a scene at the party.

[robopriest]

Sure. No problem.

[He'll sit down next to him, putting the box behind him on the vent.]

No, its fine. [A little wave of his hand.] That shouldn't have been how you found out about it.

[whiteshroud]

[....]

How long?

[robopriest]

Mm. A month or so. Not too long, I'd say.

[At least, officially.]

[whiteshroud]

A month....mm.

[He gives a little nod. Yeah, that isn't too long. It could be worse]

So why are you...?

[Dating?]

[robopriest]

[Now he smiles, despite himself.]

Why does anyone date anyone else, Jun?

[whiteshroud]

[He meanwhile frowns]

I know about the birds and the bees.

But most people aren't priests, Father.

WAVER DURING HOLIDAY PARTY

[robopriest]

You're a sight for sore eyes. Or eye, in my case.

[Hey, Waver. It's a nice cheerful evening. The ball looks wonderful. And here's a certain someone sidling up with an arm around the waist, leaning in. He's got a tux on, with his hair drawn back into a little ponytail.]

Having fun?

[fionnuisce]

I've been to worse functions. [Dressed only slightly nicer than usual with his hair pulled backin a loose braid, Waver shrugged.]

It's a refreshing change not to be present out of obligation, if nothing else.

[robopriest]

I guess it makes sense. You're someone of great status, from what you've told me.

[And a grin.]

Here, you're just our good old Professor.

[fionnuisce]

Regrettably. It's far better to be ordinary in comparison to half the shit that goes on around here.

[robopriest]

Which is why we will not worry about said shit here. Just relax.

[come onnnnn]

[fionnuisce]

Easier said than done. Much, much easier.

[robopriest]

[Shakes him a little, playfully, with the hand on his side.]

I really need to find a way for you to unwind completely. This won't do.

[fionnuisce]

Quit that, if you throw me off balance I'm absolutely taking you with me.

[this is how we have fun]

[robopriest]

I'm a man of metal, you know. Not completely, but I will warn you, it will hurt.

[:P]

[fionnuisce]

I'm willing to consider that worth it.

[robopriest]

Okay.


[Leaninggggggg against him..........]

[fionnuisce]

...You're taking a dangerous bet that I won't move and let you fall over all on your own.

FLAT ESCARDOS - BEGINNING OF JANUARY

[robopriest]

[It must be a usual day, and yet, the man here is not usual at all, if the wolf sitting by his side is any indication - the wolf has notably one eye, like its own in the eyepatch, but the owner is just...]

[Relaxing on a bench here playing some kind of Flappy Bird bootleg game on his phone. When Flat passes, he seems to not notice, until-]

...Hey. [He looks up at Flat.] I've seen you around, haven't I?