To speak with Artemis

[victormakesart]

Victor looked at Artemis curiously for a brief moment before nodding in the direction she thought that they should go. She didn't usually interact with people like him, and she wasn't quite sure what he was thinking. So much of she said and did was based on impulse and he planned things. How alien!

"Shall we, then?"

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[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

She wasn't the only one who wasn't used to this. He nods. "Alright."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Something else that she wasn't used to was leading the way. She kept looking at him to make sure that he was still there. And...walking!

They passed a gargoyle who might have winked as they walked along, a tin can that skittered across the floor, a gaggle of geese.

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

He clears his throat awkwardly. He's not used to following.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

They came across a fountain that splashed without any pumps. It had a mosaic pattern, all in reds and purples and oranges. She sat on the edge of it and patted the other side with a warm smile.

"Wouldja like t' have a seat?"

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Alright."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She smiled patiently and waited for him to speak.

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

He coughs again. "It's my plan. It's working out fine, but...I don't know. I'm having doubts about it. I'm putting it before family, almost. And Mother, she's gone mad. She doesn't seem to know me, anymore."

((You have read the books, right?))

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I...well, fam'ly ain't really my thing. I think family sucks. But yours us'lly works out okay? What sorta madness?"

((*laughs* I read the first one, ages ago.))

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"It all started when my father..." he would not say died. He hadn't died. Couldn't have. "...disappeared. She doesn't know me, sometimes and she can't remember things. She won't leave her room."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Ah. I..." She wouldn't say that she was the same way sometimes because that might mean that she was mad. And she couldn't be. "Seems sad, then. But sad c'n be fixed."

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," he sighs, "it breaks my heart, sometimes." Why was he telling her all of this? What no psychiatrist could get him to admit?

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I un'erstand." Maybe that was why. She really did understand. And she would never even think of manipulating anyone. Unlike the shrinks she's met.

"She been to a doc?" It was a reluctant question. She really didn't like going to the doctor, herself.

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly." Seeing as he had written several papers on phsychology, under pseudonyms of course, it would be overkill.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"She have a diagnosis, then?"

It really would.

"Your folks'll always be there, likely. Splittin' time might be nice. Is your plan needed t' be done now? How long would it take?"

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"My father has disappeared and my mother is insane," he says cooly, "The only one there for me is Butler. And my plan is already in affect."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "Then you've got no problem, yeah? After your plan, you c'n fin' a way t' fix your mom. I mean, shoot. Th' Nexus gives you everythin' you'd ever need."

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"The only thing that could fix her is the safe return of my Father."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"D' you have any idea where he went?"

((And it's off to class with me! I'll be back later!))

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"He disappeared in the arctic. The Mafia weren't fond of his business ideas."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Then you c'n locate him. You know gen'ral location. You c'n ask Nexus-folk t' help. Scannin'. The whole shebang."

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"I've been doing that since he disappeared!"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She made a placating gesture. "With th' possible resources here?"

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"I don't think that could help me."

((Because I don't want to murder canon.))

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She blinked. She didn't quite understand why not, but...

"'Kay. Then, what I'd do if'n I were you would be t' wait it out. 'Ventually, everythin' gets better."

((Ah. Okey. :D))

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

He smiles wryly. "I stopped believing that long ago. But there's not much else I can do."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I'll b'lieve it f'r the both of us, then."

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

He smiles slightly more. "Sure, I'd appreicate that."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Oh, a smile! She grinned. "Anytime."

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for this. I don't really talk to anyone like this at home. Er, I'd appreicate it if you didn't tell anyone about this. It would kill my image."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"'M always open f'r a talk. An' if'n you wanna ask me any questions, I'll always answer honestly. An' I keep secrets quite well."

[fowl-genius.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. Unfortunately, I really must be going now," he looks at his watch. "But this has been lovely."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Anytime. It really has."