everythinglost | Open RP

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"I just knew you'd have a weird basement. It's just the sort of thing you can tell about someone. You're like, 'look over there, that's the guy who would have a weird basement' only to face disbelief right up until everyone ends up there. Classic situation."

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crab_rangoon

He sits up. "Fuck you. It's a nice basement! There's carpet, which, before you attack me for being tacky, is actually rather comfortable and is not covered in fucking gold paneling. That's what I hated about Kyrat," he sighs. "There was too much gold. And they weren't doing the right things with it!"

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everythinglost

"Hey, I'm not complaining. The first thing I look for in a weird basement is whether it has a carpet, and if it does I immediately feel better about it." He nods, seriously. "I like to be as tacky as the next man, and you're the next man so that says it all. But I've never really been able to vibe with gold paneling. You can go too far with gold."

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crab_rangoon

"You can. I mean - I did make gold statues of myself." He waves a hand. "That era of my life is over, but I do - I do love a gold statue of me."

A pause.

"Or Eric. Close enough."

From:

everythinglost

"I was gonna be generous and not bring up the whole insane matter of having a gold statue of your body double. Even though it is the sign of a very unwell mind."

From:

crab_rangoon

Pagan just rolls his eyes again. "I think that you simply haven't experienced the pleasure of it. But I know you have your little fucked up issues with it. I won't hold that against you."

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everythinglost

"Look, I do have a lot of fucked up issues, but also if you asked any normal person on the street they would agree that it's very weird. If you're going to make a super tacky and embarrassing statue, at least it should be of you. Put your whole heart out there."

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crab_rangoon

Pagan sits up and just fixes him with a sigh. "Why the fuck would you ask people on the street? They don't know shit."

From:

everythinglost

Fitz raises an eyebrow. "I ask you things. It's long established I talk to people who don't know shit."

From:

crab_rangoon

Pagan nudges him in the shoulder. "Fuck you. You're so full of shit. You're lucky I don't slit your throat right now."

From:

everythinglost

He laughs, returning the nudge. "You couldn't even bear to actually think about it."

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crab_rangoon

He sighs dramatically and flops back. "You're right. I couldn't. You've grown on me. Like a goddamn fungus."

From:

everythinglost

"A very charming and attractive fungus."

From:

crab_rangoon

Pagan wobbles a hand and sits up, plucking his drink and towel. "Come along, my boy. We've had enough sun for this morning. Let's go have breakfast. Are you hungry?"

From:

everythinglost

"I'm starving. I dropped my toast. Tell me what you've been up to?"

From:

crab_rangoon

"Enjoying my retirement, my boy," he tells him, slinging an arm around his shoulders to walk back up towards the house. "They told me that I couldn't fucking do it. That I'd get - oh, whatever they said. Bored. I'd want to cause trouble! But fuck 'em. I've had a great time."

He turns a little more sober. "My daughter texted me this morning. She starts classes in a week. A week! She's fucking brilliant."

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everythinglost

"You? Never. Your life before this sounded way more boring than getting to be here. Some people don't really understand causing trouble. They just see the outside rather than look into the beating heart."

He smiles, dropping the cut-rate Shakespearean tones for something honest.

"Good for her. It's nice to know there are people out there doing something with their lives so the rest of us can kickback and relax."

From:

crab_rangoon

"Damn right. Ajay's got himself in trouble already, but I think he's joining the military, so they can kick his ass. Lakshmana, though. She's going to be a doctor. Which is good because I need free fucking healthcare here. I have to fly my doctors in and do you know how expensive that is!" he laments, his hand over his chest.

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everythinglost

"Ah, now I know why you wanted a nice island. You needed a place your kid would be willing to go when you need a check up. The beaches are nice, but I'd be sure to make sure Dorian is locked up in an attic or something."

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crab_rangoon

That earns Fitz a very flat look. "There is a reason he hasn't met my kids. I want to make sure it stays that way."

He leads Fitz around the side to the garden.

He is still very much naked. There is no one around. "I had some roses planted here last year."

From:

everythinglost

"It's cos you have good sense hidden down beneath everything else. Sometimes."

Fitz had given up wondering if he was too used to the 'naturalist lifestyle' as the Doctor had announced when they were arrested years ago.

"Really? I thought they were a real bastard. Guess they're something to settle in with. Roses growing above the door and all that."

From:

crab_rangoon

"Oh God, Searching, do you think I fucking take care of them? No. They're just nice to look at."

He rolls his eyes and keeps leading him around, above a robe that had been conveniently placed on a neaby hook off the outside wall.

These naked walks are common.

"Let me show you the music room."

From:

everythinglost

"Really? Here I would've thought you'd turned into a gardener in your old age. It's the patience and sort of home grown wisdom that -"

He doesn't manage to get through it before starting to laugh. He does manage to stop laughing by the time Pagan has his robe on.

"Now this I do expect to be impressive."