Ngh!

Ngh!

*two more locks shatter. Simon looks stressed, his composure is slipping.*

Obsession? Don't give that man any credit. It only takes eyes to see, and he's been in my home!

As for Rover, I was merely listening to Fool-Bright ramble, nothing more, I, I...

I admit, I'm not pleased, I am, perhaps, being selfishly envious. I don't have a great number of people to spend time with, only myself and Taka. It...is displeasing to see one of only a few persons I desire to see elsewhere. I should apologize to Fulbright on this, he is my friend and deserves to be happy. I should apologize to him, as a friend.

There is nothing else to say on this topic.

Good day!

-Simon Blackquill

((continuing from here with @umi-teardrop))

Oh please, I wasn't going to actually hurt the man.

*Simon shifts, looking away*

"he's.... fine. Loud. Self-aggrandizing. Smells like ashes. Could probably bench the weight of his firetruck, which I'm certain drew Fool-Bright to him to begin with. Rover loves him, or so I'm told.

What does it matter? Fool-Bright is head over heels it would seem. He's been spending all his time with the man, I'm sure they'll be very happy.

*a twinge of bitterness, perhaps?*

-Simon Blackquill

....You don't know me.

What are you even talking about, seeing things I should not have seen?

I am envious of the time Fulbright spends with Burnie, yes, fine. I can admit I miss time spent with a friend.

But an obsession?

Why, because you think I have feelings? Because I was rude to him the one time we met? Because I noticed things? I'm fairly observant, and I noticed things that only require meeting a man once. Are you obsessed because you listened to Fulbright ramble? Then why should I be?

I admit I do not have the easiest time communicating, nor a great many friends. But while you have proven that I am close with Fulbright, you equate that with obsession. A misstep on your end, not mine.

Your assessment is wrong. Burnie is coming to spend the night with Fulbright, and I will be going to spend time with Athena. I will apologize in the morning.

-Simon Blackquill

(a misstep, it seems. Perhaps an altered approach..?)

((continuing from here with @umi-teardrop))

Oh please, I wasn't going to actually hurt the man.

*Simon shifts, looking away*

"he's.... fine. Loud. Self-aggrandizing. Smells like ashes. Could probably bench the weight of his firetruck, which I'm certain drew Fool-Bright to him to begin with. Rover loves him, or so I'm told.

What does it matter? Fool-Bright is head over heels it would seem. He's been spending all his time with the man, I'm sure they'll be very happy.

*a twinge of bitterness, perhaps?*

-Simon Blackquill

*theres a man just… standing there*

*he’s watching Athena, seemingly wanting to approach her but not quite sure how*

( @ask-the-layton-system )

um....

Hi..?

-Thena

*Simon prepares to draw his blade in anticipation. strange men will not harass Athena tonight.*

Aura San is not happy that I have yet another sword. Though, it may be my ghostly appearance she doesn’t like

......?

M-Mom??

-Athena

Wait.

You also see her?

-Simon Blackquill

Yeah, well, appearances can be deceiving! I'll knock you out!

*Athena grins, hands on her hips. Simon's eyes narrow, sliding his sword out of its sheath.*

"Want who to see me? What do you want with Athena?"

*theres a man just… standing there*

*he’s watching Athena, seemingly wanting to approach her but not quite sure how*

( @ask-the-layton-system )

um....

Hi..?

-Thena

*Simon prepares to draw his blade in anticipation. strange men will not harass Athena tonight.*

*The last lock shatters, crumbling away. Simon takes in a sharp breath, eyes wide. He had no idea the photograph existed. his mouth moves, but it makes no sound. He sinks into a sitting position, staring at the photograph.*

"I...I suppose...Nay, I must..."

"......"

".....I don't think I've ever felt the same towards him as anyone else."

-Simon Blackquill

((continuing from here with @umi-teardrop))

Oh please, I wasn't going to actually hurt the man.

*Simon shifts, looking away*

"he's.... fine. Loud. Self-aggrandizing. Smells like ashes. Could probably bench the weight of his firetruck, which I'm certain drew Fool-Bright to him to begin with. Rover loves him, or so I'm told.

What does it matter? Fool-Bright is head over heels it would seem. He's been spending all his time with the man, I'm sure they'll be very happy.

*a twinge of bitterness, perhaps?*

-Simon Blackquill