"He's okay," Credence says quickly - he's been casting looks back every so
often. He reaches out with both hands, gently lifting the little creature
into midair, bringing him across to land neatly into his cupped palms.
"The port seemed...pretty dangerous," Credence points out, rather
understatedly. "Especially for something small like him. I think he's
better off here with you."
"It's more like- consciously putting your hand on a hot stove element. When shit hurts, and you know there's a way out, every minute where you don't is like holding your hand there by force of will."
"I'm so sorry," Credence says, with the deep empathy of someone who quite
possibly had no choice but to make prolonged contact with a hot stove of
some point in his life. "Isn't there anything that would make it better?"
"Oh - yes," Credence reaches for his wand. "I've got better at those, now."
Now he's found the sweet spot between just moving dust around and actually
stripping paint off surfaces. He's becoming more aware of the raw power his
spells are charged with.
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Date: 2018-10-01 10:12 am (UTC)HE could get back into it with him.
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Date: 2018-10-01 11:30 am (UTC)"Okay. And - do you have somewhere for Pope to live?"
He's not sure about the finer points of hedgehog husbandry.
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Date: 2018-10-01 12:14 pm (UTC)Leaping up- he set him down somewhere, doesn't know where or when.
"Pope?"
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Date: 2018-10-01 03:10 pm (UTC)"He's okay," Credence says quickly - he's been casting looks back every so often. He reaches out with both hands, gently lifting the little creature into midair, bringing him across to land neatly into his cupped palms.
"See, he's fine."
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Date: 2018-10-01 03:14 pm (UTC)He says, and pinches the bridge of his nose.
"Okay, he needs a bell or something."
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Date: 2018-10-01 04:01 pm (UTC)"You're a new hedgehog dad," Credence says, more generously. "Why is he called Pope?"
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Date: 2018-10-02 12:17 am (UTC)He says, looking down at that serious little face, the upturned little nose.
"I need to get a book about this."
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Date: 2018-10-02 07:39 am (UTC)"I'm sure the library has something."
He has yet to encounter a subject so obscure that the library didn't have at least one volume relevant to his needs.
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Date: 2018-10-02 07:45 am (UTC)He says, because that's a good point.
"Poor little thing."
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Date: 2018-10-02 08:02 am (UTC)"The port seemed...pretty dangerous," Credence points out, rather understatedly. "Especially for something small like him. I think he's better off here with you."
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Date: 2018-10-02 01:47 pm (UTC)He admits, and draws in a shuddery breath.
"I am not drinking, and it is fucking bleak."
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Date: 2018-10-02 03:27 pm (UTC)"Is it really that bad? I - only in breaches. A couple times."
He has no idea what it's like to be drunk, hungover, in withdrawal. That all belongs to a world he's never set foot in.
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Date: 2018-10-02 03:55 pm (UTC)He tries to explain, and flusters a little.
"It's more like- consciously putting your hand on a hot stove element. When shit hurts, and you know there's a way out, every minute where you don't is like holding your hand there by force of will."
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Date: 2018-10-02 04:55 pm (UTC)"I'm so sorry," Credence says, with the deep empathy of someone who quite possibly had no choice but to make prolonged contact with a hot stove of some point in his life. "Isn't there anything that would make it better?"
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Date: 2018-10-02 05:42 pm (UTC)He says, and smiles, quick and earnest.
"And yeah- let's do something busy."
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Date: 2018-10-02 05:49 pm (UTC)"Okay. So - what do you want to change in here?"
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Date: 2018-10-03 12:30 am (UTC)How rare, that they can present him with a genuine, hideous mess.
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Date: 2018-10-03 07:08 am (UTC)"Oh - yes," Credence reaches for his wand. "I've got better at those, now."
Now he's found the sweet spot between just moving dust around and actually stripping paint off surfaces. He's becoming more aware of the raw power his spells are charged with.
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Date: 2018-10-03 08:27 am (UTC)"You've come a long way from us setting your ceiling on fire. From you unable to say the m word."
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Date: 2018-10-03 08:53 am (UTC)Credence smiles shyly in return.
"It's been nearly two years. I don't think I could have stayed the same all that time."
He still feels broken in some ways, but shifting toward coherence in others.
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Date: 2018-10-03 10:09 am (UTC)He says, and clears his throat.
"Okay. Hm hm, what comes after cleaning?"
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Date: 2018-10-03 10:58 am (UTC)As if he has the first idea, but he can at least venture a guess.
"Painting? I suppose. What kind of colors do you want?"
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Date: 2018-10-04 02:18 am (UTC)Always all the time everywhere.
"A couple of rooms need the wallpaper stripped down."
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Date: 2018-10-04 06:54 am (UTC)Credence nods.
"I can do that. Are you going to want to change - I don't know, the door handles? The drapes?"
In those rooms that currently have either.
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Date: 2018-10-04 07:46 am (UTC)Yikes, he bites his bottom lip.
"What's the difference between a good doorknob and a bad doorknob."
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