Luceti Appointments

[i_speak_softly]

Need a thread with Don, but don't have a post for it and don't feel like starting one? Stick it here. Please note date, time of day, location, and any relevant circumstances.

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[consultmybooks]

[That tone is...not at all comforting to hear, actually. That's either a Scooby tone or a Mirror!Helios tone.]

Good. That's...good to hear, yes. I'm glad.

McCoy was able to, um, fix you up, then?

...I-I have muffins.

[i_speak_softly]

[OH GOD NO MORE MUFFINS.]

Giles, really, I'm fine.

[consultmybooks]

[Blame your brother. Giles doesn't have a lot to go on for anthropomorphic turtles. As, well, you well know.]

...I'm sorry for, um, what I did. In the forest. How I was.

[i_speak_softly]

Don't worry about it. Are you all right now?

So very sorry about the delay T_T

[consultmybooks]

I'm...

...better. Helios is back, at least. That's, that's sorted a few things out.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don presumes that Helios knows something about Giles' problem, and will be (or already was) able to help him with it.]

Is there anything I can do for you?

[He means it plurally - you, Helios, even Frederic, who was acting very worryingly a few days ago.]

[consultmybooks]

...I'm not sure Frederic is in any fit state to look after himself just yet. If you could just, um, if you could check in on him once in a while...I'm sure they would both appreciate it.

[i_speak_softly]

I - I'm not sure he wants me around, to be honest.

[consultmybooks]

Are you certain?

...whatever it was, his mood might have improved now that Helios is back.

[i_speak_softly]

I'm not certain he meant anything he told me that morning.

[consultmybooks]

Which morning in particular was this, then?

...we haven't spoken since our first day home.

[i_speak_softly]

Three days ago.

[consultmybooks]

...how did he seem to you, then?

[i_speak_softly]

... Not well.

[He's trying really hard not to give details, because it was very much a private conversation. But - take the hint, Giles. Talk to your friend.]

[consultmybooks]

[Hint taken. Here's the problem.]

He has, in no uncertain terms, said that the only communicating we'll be doing for a while is a "hello" if we should happen to pass one another on the path.

[i_speak_softly]

[This is bad.]

Giles, someone has to talk to him.

[consultmybooks]

That leaves Helios.

...who, I feel forced to reiterate, recently returned from the dead.

[i_speak_softly]

He doesn't have any other friends? [He knows everyone else from Frederic's own world has gone home, but...] I know last time Helios was gone someone else was staying with him.

[consultmybooks]

If he does, I don't know them.

[i_speak_softly]

What about... Poland? Frederic told me about him once...

[And Don didn't entirely understand it, but it seemed important.]

[consultmybooks]

"Poland"?

...never heard of him.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don is really worrying for Frederic's sanity now.]

Are there any other musicians here? Maybe they could help him...

[consultmybooks]

I know a few of those. There's Link...he's stopped by the apartment once or twice, he must know Frederic at least in passing. According to Buffy, there are a couple of jazz pianists in the village. They might have crossed paths, in the past.

[i_speak_softly]

Do you know how to reach any of them? [He doesn't really want to put out an open call on the journals for something like this.]

[consultmybooks]

I can reach Link easily enough. I'm afraid I've never spoken with the other two.

[Neither does Giles. By rights, that would only make his former flatmate even more angry with him.]