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[frigidaire]

Hey, this is Isaac. Leave a message, I guess.

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[frigidaire]

i mean. i could keep up with a car at good speed.
probably. i haven't tried.
yet.
but werewolves i can catch.

[feathery]

cool
we should race next time were not trapped in a glorified metal box
i wont even do the flying thing

[frigidaire]

no flying. that'd be cheating.
not that you'd win anyway.
so it's on.

[ whoops, he's not even sure of that but he likes a bit of friendly competition. ]

[feathery]

fuck yeah
i promise not to grossly abuse my innate flight capabilities in the pursuit of your defeat
kinda hoping we dont go somewhere with an ass ton of snow though

[frigidaire]

if i have to tie your wings to your back will.
if you dont like snow then i hope it is nice and cold.
better chance of me winning.

[feathery]

to be honest i dont think that would do anything
i dont actually need my wings to fly
but do you like snow
does it snow where youre from in california

[frigidaire]

then why do you have wings.
pretty big waste of space.
and you shed or whatever too dont you.
it doesn't snow. but i'd deal.

[feathery]

because sometimes mistakes are made and you end up part bird and part ghost as a result
the ghost is where the floating part comes in who the fuck knows if i could fly without that
probably not if asgard was any indication
and snow sucks
fyi

[frigidaire]

whoa.
so you're part bird
and part ghost.
you realize how crazy that sounds right?

[feathery]

dude
youre a werewolf
dont supernatural creatures run rampant across hollywood or something
i heard there was a lizard

[frigidaire]

i don't live in hollywood but nice try.
and werewolves are more common than
half ghost bird boys who wear shades indoors.
and pretty sure giant lizard was in tokyo or something
but nice try.

[feathery]

hey you were the one who told me about the werelizardsnake freak
or maybe that hasnt happened for you yet
so uh
spoilers i guess

[frigidaire]

werelizardsnake?
is that some story from the other me?
it's called a kanima, btw.
lame, i know.

[feathery]

sounds like he belongs in an anime
and yeah it came up briefly back in asgard
i think i made a comic

[frigidaire]

you make comics?
where's mine?

[feathery]

i used to
kind of stopped being my thing after a while
so i guess yours got lost in the pandimensional rift

[frigidaire]

pandim what
that sounds painful.

[feathery]

dude youve got no idea
like picture the most painful thing thats ever happened to you
youre a werewolf so thats
probably something pretty fucking painful right
maybe even up there in the tiers of getting murderized by an evil fishwitch

[frigidaire]

you were murdered?
by a witch fish?
is that why you're part
creepy bird and creepy ghost?

[feathery]

uh

[He should be less surprised when being a snarky shit backfires on him, but nope, still surprised.]

no actually
i was already a ghostbird by that point
just minus the ghost part

[frigidaire]

you died?

[ so he was a ghostbird and now he's an extra ghostly bird? he's not entirely sure what it means, but it doesn't sound good. ]

that sucks.
i've only sort of died.

[feathery]

couple times
not really a big deal if you want to be real about it
but so
how did you only sort of die

[frigidaire]

dyings a pretty big deal actually.
but whatever.
i was drowned to the point of near death in an ice water bath.
it's long story.

[feathery]

its not like weve got anything else to do until we see a waystation
im down for a story

[frigidaire]

i witnessed a crime, one of my friends get murdered.
but things were weird so i didn't remember.
they had to bring me to a point of near death or whatever to try and get access to them.
some vet witch magic that deaton had. it worked.
werewolves can withstand a lot though so it wasn't easy.
i don't really remember what happened when i was being held under the water but they asked me questions.
turns out seeing one of your good friends die is pretty shitty.


[ he's watched a few good people die, and while Erica hadn't been on the forefront of his mind, the story leaves a sour tate in the back of his throat. ]