Adult!Hastur is also out shopping for paper. He's looking for some A2-format sheets to draw something new on. His face bears a bit bothered expression.
No Name is at home, brewing something that smells like... mushrooms, Chili pepper and tomatoes?
Cthylla is sitting in a cafe, reading a magazine written in some weird hieroglyphics.
(@Longram) Hastur: Sorry. A parallel timeline has interfered with my memories. ~embarrassed, blushes... yellow?~ ...Besides, everyone usually calls you just Longram, and I've tried to set up friendly mood. Well, I can't understand that thing about Six and Hector.
Cthylla notices Naomi passing by and, after tilting her head sideways a bit, waves to her.
(@Naomi) Cthylla: Hmm... Hello? You seem familiar.
(@Longram) Hastur: With all due respect, I don't want to burden you with excessive knowledge. And Six and Hector seem to be on good terms, while in truth they both dislike one another and don't mind it only since don't want to get shot in the back. How can that kind of relationship even bear fruit?
(@Naomi) Cthylla: Indeed. But I don't remember the moment we've introduced ourselves to one another. ~stands up and offers handshake~ You can call me Cthylla.
edited 1st Oct '16 1:38:06 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
(@Naomi) Cthylla: Then, upon your agreement...
Cthylla raises her open palm, and a waiter approaches her.
(@Waiter) Cthylla: Would you be so kind to bring a cup of black coffee to my friend here?
His gaze momentary goes absent, but the he shakes it off and nods, confused. Cthylla turns back towards Naomi and drinks a bit out of her cup.
(@Naomi) Cthylla: What a nuisance... I'm too depowered without water and followers.
(@Longram) Hastur: My guess as well. But I don't understand. You're not the most moral human I've seen. Well, not the least, but nevertheless. Why are you amicable enough, while Hector pursues noble goals and... isn't so?
(@Naomi) Cthylla: That could be a fitting description indeed. But it greatly depends on place and my own well-being.
Longram: "I admit, trying to accept non-human seems strange but that was because it was official Enclave policy to hate outsiders under the threat of reconditioning or in extreme cases, firing squad. Ending up here gave me more breathing room. That and I'm at Asagi's mercy, fricking bailout debt I owe her."
"Still. I would wish to fire Albert into the sun, with a giant railgun."
edited 1st Oct '16 3:26:31 PM by MrKirb
(@Longram) Hastur: Makes sense. Men are creatures destined to evolve and adapt according to circumstances... Which Hector doesn't yet realize, unfortunately. But why do you despise him that much? ~he picks up a set of three brushes~
(@Naomi) Cthylla: Not really. I am mentally connected to my Father indeed, but mostly my powers stem from those concepts you human call "mermaids" or "sirens". That's all in the voice.

Hector: must have been nice. I've been alive long enough to have forgotten my origins, but my world is dead anyway so it wouldn't matter.