@mikey / bloom

[invinciblemikey]

(he's fucking sick. the joys of loving and being loved in return, and also, merely thinking that he's not loved back. absolutely thrilling.

he hates this. big means that leaving his home is being very hard, and he's breaking out fevers, having difficulty breathing, and much worse than he has been in his life. that says something.)

looking for errand people. will pay accordingly.

p.s.: my little sister used to read stories about the whole coughing flowers situation. it's called hanahaki. something something, one-sided love, get that person to love you or die trying but literally? i don't remember much else. the younger japanese people might know better.

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[invinciblemikey]

well, tell that to the author who wrote it first. it's not even a real thing

no no i kind of remember it pretty well. the kid needed to get the dude to like her or she'd die because the flowers would take over her lungs or something

[theorems]

You brought it up because you noticed similarities to the affliction happening among some Restless. Do you think that could cure it as well?

[invinciblemikey]

if it's similar to the story, i think it might help. just go confess, man

[theorems]

There's nothing to confess. These are general questions.

[invinciblemikey]

oh, true. u a scientist, forgot

well. i don't know if it's the same at all, anyway.

[theorems]

Are you suffering from it?

[invinciblemikey]

of course i'm not.

(YES.)

[theorems]

Why need an errand runner?

[invinciblemikey]

because i'm spoiled rotten.

[theorems]

That checks out.

[invinciblemikey]

doesnt it? i havent done dishes in a decade.

[theorems]

And now? Who does them for you?

[invinciblemikey]

the restaurant or the vendor

i aint buying no food i can't cook

[theorems]

How do you have so much?

[dog he's BROKE.]

[invinciblemikey]

strategic stuff

i don't eat a lot, so its usually a kid's meal for me. i ain't got a house or rent to worry about, so its not like i buy food there. and i also go for cheap stuff anyway.

oh, and i take jobs from the notice board. some i ain't gonna fucking do but some are fine.

[theorems]

Ah. The notice board would do the trick, wouldn't it?

[invinciblemikey]

help me with something and i'll pay you.

[theorems]

What would that be?

[invinciblemikey]

find parts i can use to build a motorcycle, engineer.

[theorems]

It will decay, like all else does here. Metal that lasts won't be found in a scrapyard.

[invinciblemikey]

ain't you all smart? you'll figure it out.

i'll keep you on permanent payroll for it.

[theorems]

[... He can't say no to that.]

I will need cash upfront. To buy what pieces I do find.

[invinciblemikey]

that's fine. i'll have someone deliver it to you.

(viktor's smart. he knows better than to fuck mikey over, doesn't he?)

[theorems]

[This is exactly the sort of thing he shouldn't get involved in...

But it's just a motorcycle. He's made engines before. It's not a tool of war, or even one of violence. It's just transport. A difficult project is different than a morally repulsive one.

He doesn't respond. Doesn't want his agreement to be shown in writing anywhere.]