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Martin K Blackwood

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Date: 2021-01-24 02:27 pm (UTC)
entreats: (she just needs someone)
From: [personal profile] entreats
Not right now. I came here by myself. [ Since she kind of rushed over, but it's not like Ange is going to admit that much out loud. Partially because of the surprise over the present, and partially because she wanted to see how he was doing.

The answer to that mostly seems to be 'alive, even if not that great' - but she'll take that, after what she saw before.

There's a slight pause, before Ange speaks up again to add: ]


.. this isn't some sneaky way of yours to check up on whether or not I have actual friends, is it? [ Who do you think you are to check up on her wellbeing, Martin, her dad? G-Geez! ]

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Date: 2021-01-30 06:51 pm (UTC)
entreats: (Default)
From: [personal profile] entreats
Yeah.

[ It's not something she may always have admitted that easily. Maybe she respects him just being direct about it, or she just trusts him with the knowledge. Either way - it seems he doesn't have to dig further to find out. Ange just speaks up. ]

Let's see.. Ruby, Fern, Peter, Richie, Gar, Vira-Lorr, Amara, Michael, Lucille.. I guess Atsushi too. Maybe Shiro. [ .. more than she expected, really, now she's actually putting all those names together like a list. ]

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Date: 2021-02-02 10:44 pm (UTC)
entreats: (Default)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ .. Not the friendliest man?

That makes her pause for a moment. Because Martin - while maybe not exactly exuberantly social and extroverted, but she likes that about him - seems like such a nice person. And then he's dating someone.. not friendly? Is this just a case of opposites attracting?

But before she can say anything about it - or is even sure whether she wants to say something - Martin asks her something else, shaking her out of the thought for the moment.

Especially when he says it in that way. ]


Are you seriously trying to avoid saying the word 'teenagers', you old man? [ It's the softest kind of teasing though, accompanied by a slight shoulder bump. ] Most of the ones you haven't met are around my age though, yeah. Amara's a bit older, and Vira-Lorr is.. technically ancient or something.

[ She waves her hand, like that's no big deal. There's weirder things in Deerington. ]

I think Lucille must be somewhere around your age though. You should talk to her sometime, if you can. I think you two might get along.

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Date: 2021-02-07 10:31 am (UTC)
entreats: (i heard an unhappy ending)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ That's exactly why Martin is the old man here. Because he's surrounded by a bunch of teenagers. ]

And also people who have had something special happen in their lives.

[ One way or another. Ange knows that the worlds the people here come from are pretty varied. ]

I don't think I've met many people here who were exactly normal. Maybe those things tend to happen more often to teenagers across various worlds.

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Date: 2021-02-14 01:43 pm (UTC)
entreats: (it sort of sounds like you leaving)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ It's hard not kind of reading that personal note into it, and it makes her look away for a moment before pulling her shoulders up into a slight shrug. Trying to downplay it, as if she hasn't already confessed the depths of her depression to Martin.

But she just doesn't want to make it too heavy when he's still suffering the full aftereffects of being revived after dying. ]


Even if witches hadn't been a thing in my world, my whole family still would have died. [ The only difference being that she wouldn't have had to deal with the witches later on - but Ange knows the true root of her misery lies in the loss of her family all those years ago. ]

That's something that could happen to anyone. It doesn't make someone special. Sometimes really normal circumstances are pretty crappy too.

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Date: 2021-02-20 11:07 pm (UTC)
entreats: (and we are so fragile)
From: [personal profile] entreats
.. yeah.

[ She will at least admit to that, the little nudge making her glance over in his direction. ]

The people here mostly make it easier. [ It's not something Ange would admit to easily, considering admitting to liking people feels too vulnerable, but she's really making an attempt over here. ] I was so used to being surrounded by awful people back home that I just wanted to get away from people altogether.

[ Maybe it's why the Lonely felt so weirdly exhilarating to her that one time. Because it had been everything she wanted for so long. ]

But the people here.. there's so much more nice people. People who like having me around, for some reason. [ Of course Martin himself is very much included in that, from what Ange thinks. ] So at the very least it makes me think that I at least can't abandon them.

[ ... ]

Was it like that for you? With Jon?

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Date: 2021-02-24 09:51 am (UTC)
entreats: (so my darling; give me your absence)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ Ange really isn't too sure how she feels about Jon yelling at Martin. He better watch his back!! But maybe it's just how things naturally evolved or something, and Martin is so obviously in love with the guy that she doesn't want to really question it.

But it's true that she can understand it. Not necessarily from personal experience, since the way she grew up was miserable for entirely different reasons. But having experienced that misery in general - it makes it so much easier to imagine how others might feel when they have a rough time. Or just a busy time, in Martin's case. ]


I'm.. I'm glad he made you feel that way. [ She slowly says. Martin deserves as much. He deserves to be seen. ] How did you get to know him then, even though you had so little time..?

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Date: 2021-02-28 03:42 pm (UTC)
entreats: (piercing through time; the long slumber)
From: [personal profile] entreats
I can't even imagine trying to manage a new relationship around here.

[ As if Deerington itself isn't already bad enough, with the constant monsters and horrors. Trying to figure out a relationship here, right off the bat? That's like playing this whole thing on hard mode. ]

You guys must have been working hard on it. [ Or, maybe moreso Martin than this other guy, judging by what he's saying right now - but if it's a relationship, then surely it takes mutual effort from both sides, she thinks. ]

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Date: 2021-03-04 04:57 pm (UTC)
entreats: (if the things invisible to my eyes)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ The moment he asks that question, Ange's cheeks grow red in shame. In realisation. ]

Oh-- I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have kept you occupied for so long.

[ Not while Martin is in this state. Only barely back from the dead, clearly sick, exhausted.

It instantly makes her fuss. ]
You should go lie down in bed. Do you need me to help you get there? Or bring you anything else? I can leave after that, so you can get some rest.

(no subject)

Date: 2021-03-09 03:01 pm (UTC)
entreats: (making the lives of others worthwhile)
From: [personal profile] entreats
Of course.

[ In fact, she's already standing up as she says those words, looking over to see where to get some water here. ]

I'll grab you that and then I'll get going.

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Date: 2021-03-12 07:30 pm (UTC)
entreats: (give me some sort of sign)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ Ange grabs one of the glasses, starting to fill it up with water. She lets out a small, almost amused sound when she hears him speak like that from the sofa - since it's death flu, he should hopefully be okay again soon, even though it's obviously having some impact on him if he's getting kind of delirious. (It's kind of cute, and would be cuter if the cause of all of this wasn't so sad.)

She returns over towards the sofa, putting the glass down within reach for him. ]


I won't. [ Forget the gifts, that is. ] Please take care, alright? Hopefully you'll feel better soon.

[ Ange grabs the gifts, says a last: ]

See you later, Martin.

[ And with that, she walks out of the door. ]

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