closetpervert | [Poly Entry 35:] Disappointment with a small chance of hope

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[Klarth placed his third bottle of wine down as he blankly stared at the pieces of sample he was able to retrieve. Even so... they ended up coming back. A pure waste with nothing but pieces of rocks as souvenir. If there was one thing he hated, it was lack of progress and significant ones at that. The number of nights he spent drinking due to it during his research on the spirits were notorious.

It was then the corner of his eye caught the sight of his device. Ah... two days. He hadn't told anyone yet has he? If only.. if only they hadn't gone through that door as he suggested. He felt a sense of guilt agreeing to it even if he wasn't the only one that thought it was a good idea at the time. What was he to tell those who had high hopes for this expedition? Though he figured the others may have already said something.

Ah well.... Best to let his voice be heard he supposed, in case anyone was concerned. He decided to message Spencer first, having collected these samples when it bounced back.

...Was he no longer... Klarth gave a small smile to that. At least he was able to return home. He then decided to switch to voice to direct it to everyone instead.]

[Voice;]

Ah... I'm back. [Spoke a soft and drowsy sounding voice with a small "hic" in the end.]

[ooc; Open AP to anyone who wishes to pay him a visit~<3]

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[She'd be glad to hear from him...If he didn't sound totally smashed.]

You sound terrible. Are you getting drunk?

Where'd you go? I have a rock to pick with you.

[Great.. first runner up, Rita of all people. He gave a long sigh.]

And?

[Second, Toph, hm...]

Ah.. I was away on an expedition. [He kept it short not wanting to go any further than that.]

Huh~? A rock? What rock? hic

And why?

[And she's pretty unimpressed!]

... Are you okay?

[ Not sounding too good there, Klarth. ]

Why are you telling Tyr to keep an eye on me? I can take care of myself, you know.

It's how adults cope.

[He looked at the samples again and changed his tone. Even if she were a child..]

Hey... stop by sometime when you get the chance.

Ahh.. that. Is that it?

[He brushed the issue.]

Aa... I'm all right. [He takes another swig.]

Huh? Since when is drowning your sorrows mature?

[Irritated, she sort of misses the change.]

Don't think I'm going to look after you if you make yourself sick with that stuff. That's all you.

You don't sound like it... What are you doing?

Ah~ ah~ say all you wish~ As if, I would ask you to take care of me when there are nicer, more developed women around. No, that's not what I meant.

[He sighed and calmly spoke.]

I have some samples I want you to see.

Enjoying my bottle as I ponder of what this world truly is and where it is to take me, I suppose. [He sighed as his enthusiasm died to a somber tone.]

Nothing to be concerned of.

[ And all that really just served to make Tyr a little annoyed. ]

Be honest with me.

Wh-who the hell cares about development, anyway?!

[Oh, she's gonna kill him for that one-! But she'll be cautiously interested.]

Samples of what, exactly?

Mature adults of course.

Either way, ones I've collected during our expedition. They vary from the scales of monsters we've encountered to the shards and gravel from the landscape we crossed.

[Heh, of course he couldn't fool Tyr. Or perhaps he didn't want to really.]

Honesty comes with a price, you know.

[To continue with this or not... he pondered.]

...Come over and keep me company for a while.

[ You're just hammered, Klarth. It's okay. Sighing, Tyr agrees. ]

Sure... I'll be there soon.

[ There's some sounds of him moving around - footsteps, doors opening and closing - before he addresses Klarth again. ]

...Do you need me to bring you anything?

You mean old perverts!

Hmph! Fine, I'll come by when I feel like it.

Yeah, that's it! Stop doing it.

W-Who are you calling an old pervert!? It's a simple fact of the matter.

[He smiled a little after saying that.]

All right.

Stop doing it, huh... [He lightly laughed.]

Yeah, I've become far too soft with age. Cless's influence was stronger than I had imagined I suppose. Though taking concern is that much of a bother, is it?

[He smiled to hearing that.]

Hm? Ah... [He gave it a thought.] Come to think of it, I haven't eaten much lately... Anything you may have at home perhaps?

[ Tyr, however, turned worried hearing that. ]

I'll bring you something... You can come over any time you want to, you know... You don't need an invitation.

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