VIX. DEER COUNTRY IC CONTACT

[firstroar]

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[firstroar]

[Blue's eyes widen as Bolin begins to spin these little yarns, eyes fluttering here or there as much of it rushes by without full understanding; there's much about nuance and culture Blue simply has to...take another person's certainty for.

he brings a hand to his chin in thought, quiet for a moment as he takes in all these things.]

There is much...that seems left unsaid that should be understood, but...the undercurrent of them all seems to be...the strife of people in the midst of complex connections. Romance? [he shakes his head slightly.] It's not something...I wholly understand, especially not as humans do.

[...]

Is it...enjoyable? To watch other people struggle this way?

[pabugotmoves]

Well…yeah. I mean everyone has struggles in their life and it’s something they can relate to.

Theatre is all about connection. And entertainment, obviously.

Spoiler alert, people like a happy ending. It makes them feel better about their own lives.

[firstroar]

[he frowns softly at the answer, ruminating on it for a beat.]

Then...so long as those who suffer...are happy at the end...people will want to see it? Is that why you can't decide?

[pabugotmoves]

[Bo furrows his brow. That’s a spicy take.]

They’re just stories, Blue. They’re supposed to be entertaining.

[firstroar]

[while dipping his head:] I apologize. Perhaps...I am not a good sounding-board for such things. I've never experienced them for myself.

[pabugotmoves]

… no one’s ever told you a story before?

[firstroar]

With a happy ending? [he looks back up.] I don't know. Perhaps, as a child... But I haven't had those memories for a long time.

[with a hand over his heart:] The circumstances I came from were dire. Happy endings...are not stories there; they are our hopes, our wishes.

[pabugotmoves]

[Yikes. That’s so sad.

He takes a moment to consider the admission before softening.

Bolin isn’t in the business of making people feel bad, and he knows that the past can be a painful thing.]

Well. Hopefully you’ll find happiness here in Trench. I’ve seen it happen with my own eyes.

And hey, I know a ton of stories I could tell you if you want.

[firstroar]

[he smiles small again, his hand falling away from his heart to rest over his other wrist, remembering the markings under his sleeves.]

Yes, there is much here. Even amid the strife...there is so much more.

And should it not keep you from your duties...I would be happy to hear your stories. As many as you're willing to share. [why he could even make a house visit to tell them!!!!!!!!!!]

[pabugotmoves]

[A laugh- open and easy.]

Man, I know so many stories.

Do you read? We could work through these three together and I could tell you more another time? Or I could put these away and tell you the best story ever. The Legend of Korra~

[firstroar]

[at the question of reading, Blue nods, not interrupting the offer.]

Honestly... Both suggestions sound wonderful. Which...would make you happier?

[pabugotmoves]

Hmm...

[Bolin taps his chin in thought.]

The second one is pretty long. Let's go through Cabaret. Here-

[He scootches a little closer so they can both read the script.]

We'll take turns on who reads who and see if it's any good.

[This is going to be ridiculous. And his Korra story is super long and comes from the place of an unreliable narrator (him) so best shaved for another day.]

[firstroar]

[ridiculous indeed. Blue will gladly subject himself to the interesting-but-baffling world of musical theater scripts - needing quite a lot of help with context along the way...something that he'd like to follow up with.

at his home. c:

(ok to fade out in prep for house hostage things?)]

[pabugotmoves]

[(yES GOOD SEE U THERE BUDDY)]