IC Inbox - Duplicity

[lednikovyy]

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[lednikovyy]

where's the lie, asshole?

[etch]

Having trouble reading?

[lednikovyy]

picking on an old blind man?

[etch]

You deserve it and you know it.

[lednikovyy]

I'm a fucking saint.

[etch]

Yeah, you need to give me a moment again.

[lednikovyy]

💩💩💩💩💩

[etch]

What?

[look, he hasn't been taught emojis yet. what is that?]

[lednikovyy]

it's a bunch of poops. I'm expressing myself with art.

[etch]

[well, he has no idea how to send those type of pictures back. so instead, a few minutes later, there's a photograph sent back of a sketch that looks a little like this. bucky isn't the only one who can express himself with art.]

[lednikovyy]

[ Bucky laughs so hard he might actually pull something. ]

belongs in a museum.

[etch]

Kind of like us.

[lednikovyy]

I'm a little damaged. might just going into a private collection.

[etch]

Then I guess I'll have to start a collection.

[lednikovyy]

try to sound more like a serial killer.

[etch]

I'd keep you alive, Buck. I'd just keep you locked away so no one could steal you.

[lednikovyy]

thanks for that incredibly creepy sentiment. I'll feel safe until they notice I'm not hitting my sex quota. maybe you should let me have visitors.

[etch]

I suppose we could set up a visitation schedule. An hour a week, provided they pass the screening process.

[lednikovyy]

I have great taste! you would have approved of the last one. they were your friend first and everything.

[ And while they hadn't met through Steve, they'd certainly gotten a lot closer through him. Bucky honestly trusts Steve's judgment pretty highly. ]

[etch]

You had sex with one of my friends?

[which one, bucky? which one?]

[lednikovyy]

I thought you didn't want to hear about my sex life. anyway, you don't know them yet/here/this is officially confusing.

[etch]

I don't need the details. Just a name. Is she here?

[lednikovyy]

no

[ And considering where he was before he wound up here, it's a worrying thing. ]

[etch]

Oh.

[well. that certainly didn't go to plan.]

Do we need to have a talk about the friends each of us have made here?

[in other words, do they need to have an awkward conversation to make sure they don't end up sleeping with the same people?]

[lednikovyy]

oh god I hadn't thought of that. I don't think it would bother me, but if something would hurt you, tell me and I won't do it.

[ and then he hastily sends the next part before he can delete it and change his mind. ]

if Thomas Nightingale shows up, don't sleep with him. probably let me know he's here.