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Petyr "Littlefinger" Baelish ([personal profile] baetiful) wrote2016-03-07 08:56 pm

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wizzardly: Mostly rude ones. (A life punctuated by awakenings.)

[personal profile] wizzardly 2016-05-22 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rincewind hisses through his teeth, brought up uncomfortably short by this pointed revelation. They've been talking about him? - Or can Baelish listen over these devices somehow? Is that a power someone could have here?

Either way, it's aggravating beyond measure. Particularly when it's Baelish getting on the devil's good side that worries him.]


Then bloody well act like that's what you're interested in.

...I'm still fine with it, all right, with telling you what I know about him. As "originally planned".
slightlyoffchilt: (Rebus.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-22 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[The news of her kidnapping shocked him -- Chilton had yet to hear a word of that, and it took effort to fathom why anyone would subject sweet Lucy to such a traumatic experience.]

I know Lucy, yes. We were diplomats together, a few months back. The summit meeting in Paris. [A beat. Minor correction:] Ah -- Queen Lucy... Pevensie.

[Chilton wasn't so convinced that whoever this imPort-stealing imPort was had also captured Raina, but evidently Baelish had a remarkable network of intelligence. If anyone could determine what Chilton really needed, what he knew he needed and just could not bring himself to acknowledge, it would be him.

Given how imPorts kept their power cards so close to the chest, however, it would be tricky. Anyone with the power to predict if an exported imPort would ever return would be in tragically high demand.
]

Terribly sorry to hear about it. I -- must assume you are close with her?
wizzardly: (Laugh that one off then.)

[personal profile] wizzardly 2016-05-22 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
...He can't read your mind. I don't know about lying. He can find a person as long as they or the building isn't warded - and teleport there instantly. He has quite a bit of magic, so assume he knows several spells. He can perform illusions. One of those makes it seem as though time has slowed. He can burn his symbol into someone's bone, and it lets him know if they're in danger. Possibly other things about them too, I'm not sure. I've got to assume he can heal himself as well.

...And that body isn't his. It's - a vessel. [or at least that's what Dean called it.]
wizzardly: (Ok but what if I don't want to?)

[personal profile] wizzardly 2016-05-22 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Well it's... how it was explained is more like angels need to use a human body to be in this world. And there's something about it needing to be a specific person. Or certain people are better, I suppose? I wasn't able to ask more than that.
wizzardly: ("Because" said Rincewind vaguely)

[personal profile] wizzardly 2016-05-23 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
What? Gods, no.

[although great now he'll probably have nightmares about that too.]

And I'm not a toy either, it's -

...I can do something he wants to keep. Managed. More or less. That's all.
slightlyoffchilt: (Excogitate.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-23 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
Exquisite.

[He said, upon inspection. Baelish must have been equally important to her, if Lucy was willing to part with something so dear and scarce, as it was from her birth world. Or "Narnia", whatever.]

Is there -- I wonder. Given how extensive your network is. [He held his glass with two hands, looking into it.] Any way for you to determine if there exists an imPort with predictive capability?
slightlyoffchilt: (Demulcent.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-24 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. Yes. [The Clairvoyant. Who was, of course, Raina -- she was the imPort best equipped to find herself, which left Chilton without any leads.] I suppose the more prophetic gifts are rare, even among our numbers.

He can only track her if she is still in this world. [Quietly:] He will not find her.

I'll simply have to. Hope for the best.
slightlyoffchilt: (Incise.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-24 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Chilton didn't protest Baelish's physical guidance, he barely even registered it. Much easier was it to fall into the movement, to allow his squirming grief be distracted by the other man's presence and words. Surrender seemed second nature, if only for this moment.

He couldn't bear the idea of Raina's absence, he felt awash to sea. It was Chilton's subdued survivalist nature that gravitated towards Petyr Baelish's offered lifeboat.
]

Yes.

[Nodding, with a few swallows of wine now drowned, Chilton agreed.]

That -- that is true, yes. I just -- [He didn't want to be alone.] Dislike feeling helpless.
slightlyoffchilt: (Recant.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-25 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Have you worked things out with him?

[Chilton didn't remark upon the invitation -- he hadn't decided what to do about that. He realized he couldn't stay at their duplex, not with all those reminders of Raina. That was a broiled agony, and he wouldn't subject himself to more misery. But where else could he have gone? His office?

Petyr Baelish, he realized, was his only refuge.
]

I understand there had been some tension.
slightlyoffchilt: (Throwdown.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-25 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Petyr, I just -- I just lost her.

[Chilton looked at his company, his surprise unvarnished. He could barely bring himself to acknowledge that he may never again see her, much less fathom the company of another woman this night.]

Truthfully. I would much prefer your company.

[Both an accurate and (he thought) graceful statement. Chilton knew what Littlefinger intended to do, how he intended to comfort, the generosity of a brothel keeper, so to speak -- but Raina had become more than a bedfellow. It was companionship that festered into Chilton's ego. He needed to mourn, he needed to think it through.]
Edited 2016-05-25 03:04 (UTC)
wizzardly: (Another fine mess)

[personal profile] wizzardly 2016-05-25 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[at the top of the list of information Rincewind doesn't feel comfortable sharing is this. Right here. So he'll - offer a piece. The important piece, even. Just not the whole pie.]

I - I can remove his marks. The ones I mentioned he puts on people.
mightthinkthat: Francis just receiving the news that he's not going to get the promotion he asked for. (disappointed)

[personal profile] mightthinkthat 2016-05-25 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm afraid I have no feeling, one way or another, about the man. He has discharged his duties, very good with security and robots, but we don't have much of a relationship beyond that.

[ He makes a weary sigh, possibly too heavy to be believed, though it comes from truth. ] I suppose we're rather more ships passing in the night that I might have expected, but it is how it is.
slightlyoffchilt: (Mockery.)

[personal profile] slightlyoffchilt 2016-05-26 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[A doubletake, and Chilton surrendered a flickered grin. Levity in time of crisis was appreciated for its momentary distraction.]

I ought to be specific in my phrasing.

[Careful around the brothel man.]

It isn't that I want to consider what would happen. If she does not return. I have lost people before, such is the nature of this universe. It is a bitter breed of parting.

[Because their lives continue, without memory of you. Unless they're already dead, of course.]

No doubt you'll come to feel the same about someone. Or someones.

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