Yes. I know. And if you break the truce, I will do much the same. But I think I have to trust that both of us respect the concept of a written truce too much to break it.
(If you want proof that I do, I was working on a draft of formal treaty request for you when you messaged me. What happened with Tyler and Hythlo freaked me out that damn much.)
[And here he'll attach a photo of a notepad that show said draft, which is much crossed out in places and in other places annotated.]
I am learning more about you in this singular conversation than I have the entirety I have known you, I hope you do realize this. Had you been this agreeable at the first, we might have avoided a lot of strife.
Alas.
But yes, I am a man of my word, particularly of written persuasion. As such, we can settle upon a date for this meeting, and review the final draft. If aught must needs be changed, we can do so there under the impartial scrutiny of our mutual dragoon acquaintance. This is a far better prospect than aught we attempted before.
I'm afraid I don't feel very agreeable at all when I'm not being acknowledged as a person.
Unfortunately.
Would a week from now be adequate time for you? That should give me time to finish a draft for the treaty as well as take Osomatsu on the caper I promised him. And I can contact Tyler and Lydia too to see if they would be willing to be part of the ceasefire. Lydia, I suspect, will want to keep her independence (as would my Jack), but depending how angry Tyler still is at me, he might be willing to be party to our ceasefire as well.
After all, our people are great advocates of formal pledges--though this won't have any magic behind it unless we wait to do it over the next weird weekend and I would rather not.
[He hesitates a few moments before typing,]
There's actually a common pledge already in existence that covers what our treaty would: the Good Neighbor's Pact. But since it's sworn on one's True Name, either Obscured or Unsullied, I suspect you wouldn't want to make it.
Whether you agree to it or no, personhood is relative. Somehow I doubt all this time you have viewed me as aught more than a fiend, like as not you were none too concerned with considering me a person as well.
If they wish to take part in this, so be it. A week from now should serve our purpose well enough. I shall be certain to keep my schedule clear.
A ground of commonality, then. Amaurotines are ever ones for structure, order, and paperwork. We are people proud of our bureaucratic practices and earnest natures. Little did we must needs rely on magic to bind us to said contracts. Such tricks merely confirm that the party you are binding yourself to is untrustworthy.
You are correct, I will not take any pledge that uses my true name. It is terrible enough as is that such intimate information has been shared with you, and potentially others. For your sake, my name better have ended its transference with you.
[This may be honesty hour, but if Steven knows what's good for him, a white lie may be what he needs to make this truce happen.]
[Oh you motherfucker. That's not the same goddamn thing! But then again, why should he expect otherwise from someone who brags about 'subjugating primitive people.']
You were right before. We'll never get along.
But all right then. In a week. I'll contact Tyler on Friday, once he's had 48hrs to calm down.
[Yep, just as he suspected, he did not like that. Oh well, at least he's still on board for the truce regardless. It's better that Steven have realistic expectations, either way.]
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(If you want proof that I do, I was working on a draft of formal treaty request for you when you messaged me. What happened with Tyler and Hythlo freaked me out that damn much.)
[And here he'll attach a photo of a notepad that show said draft, which is much crossed out in places and in other places annotated.]
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Alas.
But yes, I am a man of my word, particularly of written persuasion. As such, we can settle upon a date for this meeting, and review the final draft. If aught must needs be changed, we can do so there under the impartial scrutiny of our mutual dragoon acquaintance. This is a far better prospect than aught we attempted before.
I daresay, I am impressed.
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Unfortunately.
Would a week from now be adequate time for you? That should give me time to finish a draft for the treaty as well as take Osomatsu on the caper I promised him. And I can contact Tyler and Lydia too to see if they would be willing to be part of the ceasefire. Lydia, I suspect, will want to keep her independence (as would my Jack), but depending how angry Tyler still is at me, he might be willing to be party to our ceasefire as well.
After all, our people are great advocates of formal pledges--though this won't have any magic behind it unless we wait to do it over the next weird weekend and I would rather not.
[He hesitates a few moments before typing,]
There's actually a common pledge already in existence that covers what our treaty would: the Good Neighbor's Pact. But since it's sworn on one's True Name, either Obscured or Unsullied, I suspect you wouldn't want to make it.
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If they wish to take part in this, so be it. A week from now should serve our purpose well enough. I shall be certain to keep my schedule clear.
A ground of commonality, then. Amaurotines are ever ones for structure, order, and paperwork. We are people proud of our bureaucratic practices and earnest natures. Little did we must needs rely on magic to bind us to said contracts. Such tricks merely confirm that the party you are binding yourself to is untrustworthy.
You are correct, I will not take any pledge that uses my true name. It is terrible enough as is that such intimate information has been shared with you, and potentially others. For your sake, my name better have ended its transference with you.
[This may be honesty hour, but if Steven knows what's good for him, a white lie may be what he needs to make this truce happen.]
that should be good neighbors with no apostrophe
You were right before. We'll never get along.
But all right then. In a week. I'll contact Tyler on Friday, once he's had 48hrs to calm down.
Goodbye, Emet-Selch.
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Very well! Do take care of yourself, Steven.
Till next time.