LITTLE HADES - PERSONAL INBOX

[subroutined]

This is Ash. Leave a message, please.

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[derriphan]

We have a house.

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[subroutined]

Do you? Congratulations! Are you moving out of the Hive, then?

[ He's assuming the 'we' here is Kylo and Hux. ]

[derriphan]

That is the general idea.

[ Somehow Hell doesn't seem like much of a renter's market, the more charming parts of Little Hades aside. ]

How long do you need to pack?

[subroutined]

Pack what? Where am I going?

[derriphan]

Your things.

Did you change your mind? I thought you said you wanted to leave the hotel.

[subroutined]

I don't have anythings.

Hang on.

When you say "We have a house," you mean we have a house? Me included in the we?

[derriphan]

I thought that was obvious.

[subroutined]

It wasn't. I thought you'd meant yourself and Hux.

Why include me?

[derriphan]

Because we agreed. If it was within my power to help you leave that I would; it's within my power, we're leaving, and you're joining us presumably.

Unless you've changed your mind?

[subroutined]

I haven't. This is just a bit sudden. Sorry. Thank you.

I don't have anything to pack. I don't have anything.

[derriphan]

Good.

I'm sure that will change.

[subroutined]

Does this house have enough rooms for all of us?

[ Please don't put him in the attic... ]

[derriphan]

[ There is now a grainy image of a pretty little red face-brick home; double-storied, with a garden.

On the surface it looks absolutely ordinary but being Hell there is, undoubtedly, some sort of catch. Not that it matters. Literally anywhere is better than the Hive. ]

There are two bedrooms and the attic; I'll be taking the attic since I'll need the space.

[subroutined]

[ For a moment, Ash panics. Then, relief. ]

You don't have to do that. I don't need a bed. I don't sleep. I can stay in the living room or something.

[derriphan]

I'm sure find a use for the space other than sleeping.

[ And since he'll be in the attic, it won't really be his concern. ]

[subroutined]

I suppose.

Thank you. Really. I don't know what to say.

When are we moving?

[derriphan]

You don't have to say anything. You just need to be ready by the end of the work day; you'll be in the R&D lab?

[subroutined]

Yes. I'll help you lot move anything you need. I can lift quite a bit.

[derriphan]

We don't have much.

Good. I'll be able to brief you on the security protocols on the way over, in that case. The General is ...paranoid.

[subroutined]

No unexpected visitors, then? Alright.

[derriphan]

Essentially. It's better to humor him and, as much as it pains me to admit, his concerns are not entirely unfounded.

[subroutined]

What concerns does he have, exactly? He's already dead.

[derriphan]

Ingrained behaviors are difficult to shake; there is also his position in Infernal Affairs to consider. I would not be entirely surprised if there wasn't a line of demons outside of his office daily, waiting for the opportunity to throttle him.

[subroutined]

I suppose that makes sense.

I'll see you after work, then.