⚖️ Inbox - Steven Grant's Communicator

[de_nile]

This communicator belongs to Steven Grant! :)

If you need to contact someone that isn't Steven Grant, maybe you're looking for Marc Spector's dead drop...

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Marc tags from reflectedlight
Steven tags from de_nile

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[falkeditupagain]

[Hanna, bless his heart, is the kind of guy who gives your hand a warm squeeze, this doesnt translate well when Marc squeezes his hand within an inch of it's life, shaking it a little as he pulls it back.

Some grip you got there, sport.

Hanna steps back, getting the smallest glimpse of Steven's cabin before he hitched a thumb over his shoulder.]

Wanna sit in the common room? Or...I guess we could go back to mine?

But that's cool. Or- well. Maybe it is. My last inmate, Kasper? He was something of the same. Demi-god, Cat King. He and his goddess were kind of out of sorts while he was here. We patched that up though!

Is um...your boss the nice kind or is he a bit of a bastard?

[reflectedlight]

Depends on how long a talk this is going to be.

...

Relax.

[This is sincerely meant, but Marc is about as comforting and merciful as a six story drop onto pavement.]

[falkeditupagain]

I would say how ever long you want it to be, but since I'm guessing the answer is not at all? Give me an hour and if you want more, or you're ready to leave?

We can call it donezo for the day.

[And while Hanna is capable of being intimidated? He seems pretty chill right now, offering that hand again for a shake.]

Deal?

[reflectedlight]

[Okay fine, another one. This one is more brusque.]

Fine.

Khonshu's a piece of work. We take vengeance on people that would do harm to travelers at night. That's his thing.

[His boss. Moon god.]

[falkeditupagain]

Oh damn, kind of like Batman, huh? That's badass.

[Hanna starts walking toward the nearest common room, just for a place to sit, keeping his pace easy to follow.]

Kasper had a similar gig. Vengeance for wronged cats, amongst other things. Deals with humans, that was kind of where he fell a little short. We can be kind of the worst, right?

[reflectedlight]

Mn?

[Is he like Batman? Marc has no idea. Is that even flattering, or is it stupid? Marc does not have strong enough feelings about comic books to make a call.]

I'm human. I'm being ... extorted. I guess. Can we go somewhere private? Empty cabins work, I just didn't want to do this in Steven's room.

[falkeditupagain]

I didnt think you weren't, buddy.

[Hanna pauses in his walk, taking a few steps back to push a button on the elevator.]

How about my cabin? My roommate just left so its just me and my little buddies.

[Which is about when Simon and Garfunkel poke their little lizard heads out from Hanna's hair and squeak at Marc before disappearing into a tiny burst if flame. Theres also Aphrodite too, but she's probably going to sleep on his bed the entire time and pretend neither of them exist until its time for dinner.]

[reflectedlight]

[What the fuck. Marc is visibly startled by god damn magical animals just being in someone's hair.]

You. Uh.

...

[You have a dragon in your hair?

Is this weirder than Chase and the spiders? Maybe not.]

Sure. Alright.

[falkeditupagain]

They just wanted to meet you.

[Hanna says simply, waiting for thr lift.]

I actually grabbed some Oreos for Steven, he's like...vegan, right?

But I probably have something for you too. You got a favorite chip? Anything but the flaming hot Cheetos, those have Sokie's name on them.

[reflectedlight]

Yeah.

[Marc is surprised someone remembered this.]

Uh.

[You keep throwing things at him he doesn't necessarily know what to do with.

Like asking him to express preferences.]

I'm... pretty easy.

Barbecue?

[falkeditupagain]

[You mean Hanna keeps asking about the harmless, minor details in an attempt to get to know you, and make sure he can offer you things you actually like to make sure at the very least you get something you like out of your time spent with him, Marc?

Positively criminal of him, he knows.]

Classic.

I can work with that. You know with all the options out there that one tends to get overlooked.

[He steps into the lift when the doors open, pressing the button for the sixth floor and leaning against the wall.]