text ↪ un: torontonian

[hallowing]

important q


if u were a dnd character


what class would u be



if u dont know wat dnd is (wow sorry for ur life) a class will be assigned for u randomly. no i dont make the rules.

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text; un: mccoy

[homeostatic]

Been there, done that. Cleric.

[hallowing]

hot

[homeostatic]

( hm. )

Alydhion itself was, sure.
Cleric's just my usual job with some extra magic.

[hallowing]

did u just suck all the sexy flirtatious air out of the room on purpose, sir and/or madame

[homeostatic]

'Sir's for my junior staff and special occasions. It's Doctor McCoy.

Besides, you call that sexy and flirtatious?
I've seen better.

[hallowing]

there's only one man alive i call doctor and he's the one that gives me my annual prostate exams so unless u wanna get out the little blue gloves and the lube i will settle for calling u mccoy, thank u.

but i do applaud ur impossibly high standards. that's also hot.

[homeostatic]

Much as that sounds like a party, I'll pass. Assholes are a dime a dozen.

You got a name, Canada?

[hallowing]

depends on the supply + demand of the sitch, my fine medical friend. can't say i've ever sold my ass for a dime but ig there's a first time for everything??

my friends call me cy

short for 'can't believe that fucking guy is so obnoxious'

it works, trust me

[homeostatic]

We aren't friends.

So.

What do *you* want me to call you?

[hallowing]

sweetheart u can call me any time.

but in all seriousness idc what my not-friends call me. 'hey you' works just as well.

[homeostatic]

'Sweetheart''s only for special occasions too.

( prickly? yes. )

Guess Cy will have to do then.

[hallowing]

every day with me is a special occasion.

（ maybe it's prickly, but he's more interested in what being prickly suggests. leylines of pain. you spend enough time in observation of others and you pick up a thing or two about a thing or two, and he, surprisingly, does not push it. ）

cyram. salveo is my surname.

[homeostatic]

( that remains to be seen sounds so cattily spock-like in his head that he doesn't say it aloud, but. maybe the impression of it will squeak through. somehow.

'salveo' stirs a recollection, and because jim isn't the only language dork, a small quip too: )

And are you well? Nothing that I have to worry about?

[hallowing]

（ figures it'd be the doctor that knows classical latin, and cy snorts to himself. ）

ya good, fam. my hand to god u don't need to add me to ur pt docket any time soon.

healthy as a horse.

healthier! in fact.

horses are ninnies who presumably want to die at all times and twice on sundays.

[homeostatic]

( cy can't hear him, but this country boy belts out a sudden belly laugh in the mess, composing himself a sec later. )

Lord, if that isn't God's honest truth. Alright, Cy. Fair enough.

Anyone give you the tour yet, or are they letting you fend for yourself?

[hallowing]

ooh, does that mean we're friends now? u opted for the friend name

and nah im fending for myself

but im pretty

fendable, u feel me?

[homeostatic]

No.

Yes, and save the cheeseball come-on. I'll show you around.

[hallowing]

good sir, didst thou just ask the sun not to shine? the wind not to blow? the stars not to hold sway the minds of mortals with their distant glittering intrigue?

[homeostatic]

I've seen stars up close. They're churning spheres of burning hydrogen, they stink like a charcoal grill, and they're goddamn terrifying, not intriguing.

Meet me in the transporter room, Shakespeare.

[hallowing]

oh you, wriothesley. 🤪🤪🤪


sure, sure. im comin'. but not the fun kind of coming.


(YET?!)

[homeostatic]

Yeah yeah

( the flashbacks he's having to Jim back at the Academy, just steadily gathering notches on his bedpost... )

[hallowing]

😘😘

（ is the only acknowledgement he sends.

it takes him a while, because he has the attention span of a particularly inebriated squirrel

but eventually he does arrive.

he's a tall, lanky motherfucker that moves with a grace that verges on the inhuman. black slacks, the most obnoxious hawaiian shirt you can imagine, and an easy smile that gets turned on mccoy without preamble. ）

Ey, yo, doctor man, is that right?