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[hisheartsdesire]

Tobias may one day learn to change the greeting on his voicemail. Until then, there's only the default.

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[abduxel]

Oh, yeah. Tons of screaming. I just assumed it was a vampire thing.

[He can tell Toby isn't really buying it, but it's too late to backtrack now. He doesn't sound especially convincing, though.]

I could also hear how happy you are to see me.

[He grins and winks.]

[hisheartsdesire]

[That elicits a laugh from Toby.]

Oh, you're so full of horse shit. [Again, trying to sound angry, but not really succeeding. After a beat,] Care for a drink? It's on me.

[abduxel]

[Abduxel frequently shifts between predatory and friendly, and this moment is decidedly friendly. He laughs along and puts a hand on Toby's arm, not intimately, but almost fraternally.]

Yes, please. Hell, you should see how expensive booze is in the real world. And rent. We have a cushy ride, here, Tobias Matthews.

[He'd previously started breaking himself of the habit of addressing people by their full names, but it seems to be reversed now; with the importance placed on "true names" in his version of Hell and in blood magic, it's to be expected, really.]

[hisheartsdesire]

[It's awkward for Toby, if only because he's more used to Abduxel's predatory side. But why should he complain if Abduxel is actually being nice to him? He can be—he has been nice to Toby before.]

It's Toby. And... have you been calling your home world the 'real world'? Almost sounds as if wherever the rest of imPorts come from, and this world itself, aren't real.

[abduxel]

[He doesn't acknowledge the name correction, other than with a look.]

Is all this real? Are you sure?

[hisheartsdesire]

I don't see why it shouldn't be, but your opinion seems to differ. Now, why is that?

[abduxel]

What, you think any of this makes sense? It's ridiculous. I'm fairly sure I'm being tortured in Hell and this is my beautiful delusion.

[He says it with such levity, it's hard to tell if he's serious.]

Now, where do you want to drink?

[hisheartsdesire]

[No, it doesn't make sense, but Toby would rather this were real, instead of a world where Dorian has driven him away, where there's no guarantee Dorian will have him back.

Still, Abduxel doesn't need to know that, and Toby welcomes the change of subject.]

Believe what you will, then. Let's stay in the neighborhood, shall we? Seems too long a trip heading out to one of the Porter cities.

[And for the time being, he's avoiding Heropa.]