2019-11-23 - What's Going On?

Itzhak reaches out to her Imperiousness, Hyacinth Addington, post Chaos to see how she's holding up after the world colapsed with William Ghol.

IC Date: 2019-11-23

OOC Date: 2019-08-10

Location: Remote

Related Scenes: None

Plot: None

Scene Number: 2917

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(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : Hey. So I know you're the badass ice queen to end all badass ice queens, but...you okay?

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Sadly yes. I am feeling less than exceptional. I appreciate you asking. How are you holding up? How's Isolde doing? I don't want to say that I have concerned in suggesting she's uncapable but there were things I'm less than approving of.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : God I can't not type like I'm addressing a board meeting. I'm working in something for you if you want to visit it while I still have my workshop.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : Nothing wrong with me. Izeleh is okay, she got a little beat up, but she's doing good. She's tough. We're both pretty happy to be back home. So I know you and de la Vega must have seen something pretty awful in that book. Kinda just want to say, whatever it said to you, we all have that shit running around in our heads. God knows I got plenty.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : Yeah, I'll come check it out. Are you really gonna lose your house? There's got to be something we can do

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Technically it belongs to teh group and I'm its custodian. It's complicated and not what I'd refer to as a fantastic time in history. I put everything I have ever learned into this place to make it everything worthy of its history and ow? What?

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : There's no light without the dark. I don't know what it means but the black hole apparently has an opinion on this

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : it told you that? Makes sense to me. Saying that it don't matter how hard we try, they're always there. Cheerful, right? Fuck em.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : okay, well, lemme know if me or Roen can help about your house. Maybe we can, I dunno, have a bake sale?

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : It's not a money issue, but I appreciate it. It's about because they can. it's the principle and the message. it's not about the money it's about my great-aunt being angry and taking more from me to let me know she can

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Enough is never going to be enough. And I think she wants me to become her. it's not enough when I succeed, and a disappointment when I fail.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : That's bullshit. how could YOU not be enough for anybody? you're fucking amazing

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Well between my ex and my aunt there seems to be a loophole in which this judgement has prevailed.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : I can't talk shit to you about your aunt, according to street rules, but if I COULD, I would.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : let me just say, you're awesome in spite of them. not because of them.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : In the common vernacular the bitch has it coming. I do believe the rules do change when the ride or die clause is breeched.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : ...true, so, she's a mean old shrew who would rather let us all die than lift a single fucking finger to help us

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : I don't even claim to know anymore because apparently haording information is more important than allowing people to understand and get withteh program. I tried to tell her I have telepathy. It doen't work like that.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Tell me something. Have you ever built your own car from scrach?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : nope. For one thing, there's millions of cars just waiting to be fixed up. Why build one from the ground up? I COULD do it, but it's a waste of time. not like a violin. Every violin has its own voice. Every piece of tonewood is a little different from every other piece, and every luthier carves a little different. Everyone's got their own style, you know? There's so many factors that go into making a violin, each one turns out in its own way. Each violin got its own soul.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : ...was that weird? did I get weird?

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : (bouncing dots...)

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : (a pause then more bouncing dots...)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : (also bouncing dots)

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : (the dots clear)

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : so, yeah, that was weird. sorry

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : It's been weird. This might be the first thing in a while said that makes complete sense. I'm sorry it's been a difficult evening in truth

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : This house was built with intent and purpose. I did it so it will outlive us and people could appreciate it for waht it can give them. That's not something you can half ass. It has a voice and I don't

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : yeah. your house has a soul. I can hear it sing

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : I can hear your song, too, you know? Plain as anything

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : I don't know if I'm in the right mind to explain it but to say it does. It's my muse

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : hey, should you want I buy you a drink or something? sounds like maybe you're having a rough time.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : I won't say no to that

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : Great. I'll come pick you up?

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Yeah I'll find jeans and assorted parts and meet you down stairs.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : If you're up for seeing what's done I can show you what I've been working on for you, Ellie, and August . I don't mind you knowing. You uderstand process

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : Love to see what you got going on

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : okay that was DEFINITELY weird, i mean, your stuff. that you make.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Weird or accurate? You'd be correct on both accounts either way. You're fine. I don't have a freudian slip, I go syntax commando. It's fine.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : both, let's go with both. Oy gevalt, you're killing me here.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : oh AM I?

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : I'll mark that off my bingo sheet square.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : Seriously you ever run into things There and get torn between being anry about the message or being angry because they're right?

(TXT to Ruiz) Itzhak : hate to say it, but I know exactly what you mean.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Itzhak : hate to say it, but I know exactly what you mean. but it ain't the whole truth.

(TXT to Itzhak) Hyacinth : I could go on in melancholic over dramatic fashion or go enjoy a drink and I think I'd much rather do the latter. I'll watch for you.


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