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[recordingends]

What happened is between him and I.

[bluewithenvy]

Right, and it has him acting all professional about you now.

Just...He talked highly about you, all right? And he has a big heart. Hell's bad enough without being at odds with people you know and care about. Whatever it is...I hope you two don't let it go on too long without talking about it.

[recordingends]

I know he does.

[Martin deserves so much better and Jon is keenly aware of that.]

We've talked.

[bluewithenvy]

Oh.

Good talk? And before you say it's none of my business, Martin is someone I consider a friend...Concern and all that, you know?

[recordingends]

then talk to him

[bluewithenvy]

All too willing to hear anyone else talk, not that willing to do it yourself?

I planned on it anyway, for the record.

[recordingends]

I have nothing to say

[Not to anyone who isn't Martin, anyway.]

[bluewithenvy]

Really? Seems like you should have plenty to say about all kinds of things.

[Jon. Jon, Jon, Jon. You can't be a sarcastic ass to a teenager, that's like Level-Red initiation of their defense mechanisms.]

[recordingends]

Is there something else you wanted?

[Step off, Zoomer.]

[bluewithenvy]

The tattoos, the new ones. Did you get one?

Figured the library gang might get into that, but you know...covering the bases.

[You wanna go, old man?]

[recordingends]

no, I didn't get one.
I'll join them to see what they come up with.

[No he does not, it's past his bedtime. Now get off his lawn.]

[bluewithenvy]

I'll let Adam know to keep an eye out for you.


He's the one that posted that picture from the Church by the way. So. Sorry in advance, because he won't say it.

[What lawn?]

[recordingends]

oh.
wonderful.

[He's not looking forward to sitting around with someone that's seen him like... that. And posted it on the network.]

[bluewithenvy]

I may be trying to be all up in your business, but I'm not going to let you go into that blindly.

He means well. And he doesn't have a lot of room to talk when it comes to creepy supernatural things. I mean he tied himself to a sentient dream forest. You'll be fine.