[He's been putting this off for a while now, but Wilson has to be with her by this point. Either that or he's taking his sweet ass time about getting to the chick he's apparently madly in love with.]
hey, legs think we should probably lay down some ground-rules dunno what wilson's told you but let's just get this out of the way it's 2005 i have no idea who you are except for what he's told me and everything about you that screams self-esteem issues meet ambition meet shamelessness cutthroat bitch really is highly appropriate
he's from your future, too which means we're just all screwed over on timelines here so rule 1: he dies, it's your fault rule 2: you break him, i'll break you rule 3: you tell people anything about future me, i will find out, and you won't like it
[She was wondering when this was going to happen.]
It may surprise you to learn that I have no desire in divulging your deepest, darkest secrets to the populace at large. You're not that interesting, and I highly doubt anyone here who hates you enough to want to blackmail you or get under your skin (I'm guessing mostly everyone with your track record) is useful enough for me to want to trade them.
[Yes. Cutthroat Bitch really is highly appropriate.]
There's a hotel down there. One of the rooms has a bunch of the eye symbols drawn on the walls. I want you to see what's under them. Wilson's got an arsenal you can use to take down the walls.
might be worth it to stop into 126, the basement there are shadows there that come alive when you light a fire don't light one obviously but try the eye symbol down there see if it gets you anywhere
[This is pretty cool coming from the guy who messaged her first. Not too long ago, she would've shut her mouth and let him say whatever he wanted, but her job's not really on the line anymore.]
[A great way to start off another horrible day. At least she was given fair warning that this would happen. Not that it makes he feel any better. Amber steels herself for how the rest of this conversation is going to inevitably go.]
what did it look like? when did it happen? what did you both do? did you just cut and run? i mean self-interest is your thing i get it i want details not broad strokes
fine i don't actually care what you did tell me what happened specifically what did the anomaly look like? where were you when it happened? what did HE do?
It all happened within the span of several seconds, so I didn't get a very good look at it. We were downtown, on our way to the hotel. It came out of the snow in front of us, he threw me behind him, and it ate him. He was gone by the time I got my bearings in the snow.
((ooc: ALSO NOTE I don't know the specifics yet since I'm waiting for my movements to get up so I can submit a monster encounter request so if anything changes I'll let you know.))
[Amber, meanwhile, having only really interacted with Ecks by text before, isn't exactly sure where this is coming from. Is she just hoping that they have all their doctors?]
[It hurts. Amber wish it didn't hurt. She wishes that his words didn't get to her as much as they do. She finds herself, again, trying to convince herself that she doesn't care. This is happening too often. How does he always know the most perfect, awful thing to say to get under a person's skin?]
Fine. He'll be all yours.
[She wants to add that she doesn't need him, anyway. That she'd rather be alone. That he wasn't starting to get to her with all his talk of the future and the time they were going to spend together, and how nice it had sounded and that she was starting to be able to actually imagine it. That she could see herself being with him for real.
It would just be a lie. And House doesn't need the fodder to torment her.]
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