daemon: Wildd | text | backdated to December 3rd

[tangleofgarlands]

Hello, everyone! My name is Wildd, speaking for Arthur Stuart, who is currently engaging in some form of full-contact sport on a frozen lake. The first few dozen times he hit the ice, I was quite concerned, but he seems to derive some sort of meaning from this activity despite his obvious lack of aptitude for it, and as I do not have feet I suppose I cannot judge him for what he does with his.

Some of you may have observed that Arthur is quite shy and a bit scatterbrained, so I would like to take this opportunity to share his Synchr profile, as he seems to have forgotten to do so himself.

He has also forgotten to let everyone know that his birthday is on January 30th. Mark your calendars and break out the champagne!

-Wildd

Comments

[smileslie]

I think that's the trap anyone who actually take care of other people falls into.

[pot, kettle, black much Mandy? Probably, but she never thought of cleaning up after the boys and making their clothes as taking care of them. Which was probably part of the problem]

Yeah, it is. And honestly, if he thought he would be getting away from me of all people doing something ridiculous for him, he really doesn't know me.

[and the trippy thing is he does, probably even better than the man he'll be who will be told so many things the world should have known a decade earlier]

[tangleofgarlands]

Speaking of which! Gildad, please make sure that Mandy remembers to eat three square meals per day and gets six to eight hours of sleep every night. Arthur is quite anxious about her well-being in his absence.

Mandy, I am sure he will appreciate anything that you do for him! Based on my observations, he prioritizes intent over action.

[smileslie]

[and Mandy is even more grateful this is only text now, although she doesn't exactly trust Gilad to not do something about that. She doesn't know half as much as many of the people here about how the damn cat works]

I have every bit of faith she'll nag me incessantly. Although getting me to sleep when I'm not obsessing over something I can't do a damn thing about is asking quite a lot.

Which is lovely, but especially after all this, he needs to be shown a proper time. It's the least I can do.

[it still feels strange to admit she feels she owes Arthur a debt for...well, a lot of things, and not just the things he's done here]