Appointments

[chikaidestroyer]

Got a reason to get in touch with Albert? Use this post to send a voiced or written message over the journal, or as a place to set up an action thread. These short messages or action threads can lead to journal entries, longer action posts, or logs.

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[action, March 24]
[written, July 10]
[voice, December 20]

Comments

[mydearapple]

It's not that I don't have it in me. It's just that I'm not strong enough to get very far.

[In fact, this is the only reason he didn't try to pull Albert down into the snowdrift with him.]

[chikaidestroyer]

Is that a fact? Perhaps you should do something to rectify that. [Like chop more firewood.]

[mydearapple]

Even if I did, you're still bigger than me, and there's not much I can do to fix that.

[chikaidestroyer]

How fitting, using your lack of height to your advantage in a discussion.

[mydearapple]

Th-there's nothing fitting about it, I'm just telling the truth. It's a fact!

[chikaidestroyer]

And the best advantage to have in a discussion is knowing the facts. How convenient for you.

[The house is in view now.]

[mydearapple]

If I'm the one who has the advantage, why do you sound so proud of yourself?

[Not that he really has to ask. He knows.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[It would be so easy to admit it, but...] Do I sound proud? It must be your imagination.

[mydearapple]

I'm afraid I have my doubts, brother. [But all in all, this was a pretty nice day. Ice skating was weird, but it was different, and he'll even forgive Albert for shoving him in the snow.

...maybe.] Let's have something warm to drink once we get inside.

[chikaidestroyer]

[He wonders how long he can keep this up before it becomes annoying.]

If you insist.

[mydearapple]

I do. Maybe I'll even prepare it.

[...but that's another maybe.]

[chikaidestroyer]

I'll believe it when I see it. [He knows about Caesar's maybes.] Perhaps you can do that while I help myself to a shower.

[mydearapple]

Then I guess I might as well. [Since he'll be taking the shower first and everything.] Don't take too long, though, or I just may fall asleep!

[chikaidestroyer]

Do not worry -- I will be sure to wake you up so you do not spend the entire night a mess.

[mydearapple]

You're always so generous, Al. Thank you for thinking about my cleanliness.

[It's hard to say that with a straight face. A mess? Really? Once they approach the house, Caesar slows down as he goes up the stairs. Walking wasn't so bad, but having to go up the stairs definitely makes him feel how tired he is.]

[chikaidestroyer]

Someone has to. [And the implication should be clear, even as Albert smirks and climbs up the steps to open the front door.]

[mydearapple]

[w o w]

Shut up, you jerk.

[Caesar is not impressed! And if they weren't so close to being inside, he'd go back downstairs and throw some snow at him. Jerk.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert only chuckles quietly as he opens the door and steps inside. What a day.]