un: weaseling

[deuteranope]

Note/textbook highlighting/ease of reading
€10-15

Editing/proofreading
€15-20

Tutoring: french, eng, maths, science
cost depends on grade and if they're fucking annoying

Coffee delivery
cost of drink/food + €5

Tattoo design
depends what it is but they can just go to a real fucking artist if I don't cut the cost

Catsitting
€10/hr maybe just cat glamour shots

Fistfight
do this shit for free

Drinking buddy
pay for my drinks tbh

Healing??
no fuck charging for that

and tell them all to get me shit for bday

[when you accidentally post instead of saving a draft]

Comments

[deuteranope]

you know they fucking have machines and golems to do the shit for you at the school if you're in the dorms right

[bolderfell]

I have, in fact, done laundry since August, yeah. But also, why should that stop anyone?

[deuteranope]

just making sure

anyway mama runs an inn and it had some rooms available of account of Wild Hunt shit fucking the place up a little so that’s where I’m staying and doing most of my laundry
but yeah sure I head to the apartment sometimes too, most of my shit is still there

[unpocoloco]

[He shrugs his shoulders and lifts his free hand.]

Just checking!

[One never knows how dedicated a person is to keeping their things intact.]

It's so long ago now I can barely remember feeling afraid, but I remember the trick and I always do it when I play. Didn't know my parents as I've said but I had an image of them and for a long time I played for them. Then for friends. Very quickly for Imelda and a long time just for her. And then Coco. I found, when I played for strangers, I couldn't find the heart in it. It felt forced and wrong. And when I played just for me, well, that was hard too. I never was very good at minding myself alone.

[Easier to care about others. So much harder to care what became of him without them.

He props the phone up carefully, so he can pull back away from it and show both his hands. His old standby spell. His markings light up under his skin, as they do when he's about to change. He mutters the incantation, moving his hands, and instead of a shift, the light pools at his hands, and then lifts, a little ball above them both. His markings keep glowing, without changing him, and he smiles warmly on the little light.]

I think of Coco, showing her things like this. Even though she can do so much magic on her own, I know she'd be thrilled. [He lets the light go out, and himself as well.] When my magic fails me, when I struggle with keeping this appearance, I think of her, who I need to be whole for, and I think of Imelda who likes me so much better like this.

...And one time I thought of you. That night you helped me. I'm sure you remember. [He takes a breath.] Okay. Grab whatever you're going to use. We'll get started. Let me know when you're ready.

[bolderfell]

An inn, huh? Like an old-timey, bar-downstairs kind of place?

[deuteranope]

more professionally called a dining area because she keeps up with the times but it’s got drinks yeah
separate from the check in area natch

[bolderfell]

Student-friendly or nah?

If it's too weird for classmates to hang at your mom's, I get it. I'm just always on the lookout for social spaces to visit.

[deuteranope]

[He hasn’t considered the possibility that he might accidentally destroy something, because that would be stupid. Books aren’t undead, and all he’s got is weak bitch color-changes.

Hearing that Héctor thought of him, when otherwise it was always Imelda, Coco, his loved ones... They’ve talked about being family a few times, and Mav calls him Esqueletío without hesitation, but the deeper implications of that haven’t really settled in. Héctor values him. Enough that he can be used to focus on and make magic happen. Maverick casually sets the phone aside so that he doesn’t have to worry about whether or not his blush shows up over the video. Good thing it’s an excuse to pick up one of his textbooks, too.]

...Yeah, okay. [He’s...ready. Though...] It ain’t something that’s pretty or cool to show off like music or making sure your kid doesn’t freak the fuck out, though. Mama can help with pretty much anything, but I dunno how to get this fucking magic to connect the dots in this case.

[deuteranope]

depends
you a good tipper?

[bolderfell]

By French or American standards?

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Oh, well... Too late. I've already ordered you shame for your birthday. Better have a list ready next year.

[deuteranope]

I don't know what the fuck the american standards are

[deuteranope]

can't fool me, I know you and esqueletío are both shit at tech
no way in hell you navigated an online store that fast

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Esqueletío. That's cute.

You know, cellphones *are* still used for phone calls these days.

[deuteranope]

non
impossible

[bolderfell]

Then yeah, I tip fine.

[Or at least, he'll make an effort to. Man, other countries tip so much...]

[deuteranope]

in that case~ usually the bar's more for folks actually fucking paying to stay the night with us but I'll put you on a special exceptions list
just be sure to come on one of the nights I'm bartending which is most fucking weeknights so it shouldn't be a problem
inn of atropos btw

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

C'est vrai.

[deuteranope]

c'est vrai que c'est impossible, oui.

[bolderfell]

You sure keep busy. I'll be sure to drop by, then. Not often I get exceptions made for me.

[deuteranope]

jack of all trades baby

[He's definitely not running away from anything by drowning himself in work and studies, nah. Why would you even suggest such a thing? Besides, he needs the money for tattoos.]

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Non, c'est vrai que tu es difficile. Aussi, que des téléphones mobiles sont utilisés pour des appels.

[deuteranope]

mon dieu! je suis blessé une amie...

[unpocoloco]

It doesn't have to be cool. That part doesn't matter so much as keeping someone's memory in mind and making the effort for them. But if you want to make it cool, the gold you put on Imelda's card that one time was pretty cool. Do you remember the flowers? You made sure my name wasn't on there.

[The memory doesn't sting anymore. Things worked out and he's happy.]

Spend a minute or two just using your power, changing pages, making patterns. No judgements of it, just let it be. You want to notice your power specifically.

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Pauvre Maverick. Comment vas-tu survivre?