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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[judicatus]

I wouldn't have anything to do with this problem in the first place if your brother didn't insist on aggravating me at every turn.

[ oh. oh, no. there it is. ]

And that is most certainly none of your business.

[daemonized]

Maybe the issue is that you let it bother you in such an obvious way. I grew up with him. My advice to you is to ignore Fynn to the best of your abilities, and eventually he loses interest. Short attention span, you know.

[Defensive much?]

Merely curious about who you felt so strongly compelled to correct this little "misunderstanding" of yours.

[judicatus]

He has an uncanny ability to pester someone no matter how much they try to ignore him.

[ or, more likely, gabranth has never actually succeeded in ignoring fynn until he gave up. the man is just extraordinarily good at getting under his skin. ]

Nobody you know, I'm sure. Which makes it especially none of your business.

[daemonized]

You assume I don't know. Perhaps you assume wrong. You're being terribly defensive about all of this.

[judicatus]

I feel I've a right to be defensive, considering you're nosing into my personal life.

[ never mind that gabranth was the one who brought it up to begin with...... by accident. a complete accident!!! ]

[daemonized]

You're the one who texted me! Going on about my brother (and even myself, in passing), at that.

[Ardyn would feel worse about butting into someone's personal life if it wasn't just... simple enough for Gabranth to disengage. He's doing this to himself. No wonder Fynn gets under his skin so easily, he muses.]

[judicatus]

I already told you I texted the wrong number. It was an accident, nothing more.

[ even though he's quite certain he picked the correct contact... mysterious. he might be starting to believe that the world actually is out to get him today. ]

[daemonized]

Unless this mysterious man or woman is named "Ardyn Iyzunia", then I have a difficult time believing that you so blindly picked the wrong contact out of your phone.

Indulge a man in his curiosity, Gabranth. Is there a love triangle brewing?

[judicatus]

I did not pick the wrong contact. I don't think I even have you in my contacts, but that's besides the point.

That bloody app has been mucking with my phone in just about every other way, I can't imagine it'd be much of a stretch for it to route a message to the wrong recipient.

[ good job gabranth, putting your detective skills to work. not that this really helps his current situation in the slightest amount. ]

[daemonized]

You ignored my question. I'm thoroughly disappointed.

[Ardyn is actually 100 percent sure that the Retrospec app had something to do with it, but he's not going to say as much.]

An answer, and I'll quit texting you.

[judicatus]

You want me to answer that question? Fine, an answer:

There is no love triangle brewing. There is no love angle brewing. There is no love. Your brother is a prat. That is all.

[daemonized]

There is no love triangle brewing between whom? Expand upon and explain.

[Someone's been grading too many short essays these days.]

[judicatus]

Between me and Fynn and literally anyone else in the entire world

Does that satisfy you?

[daemonized]

Not particularly.

You're not a very "satisfying" sort of man, are you? I can see even more clearly why Fynn gets so easily under your skin. It's because you're no fun at all.

[judicatus]

If I was "fun" then I don't suppose I'd be very good at my job now would I

[ he. probably shouldn't have left that open for discussion. whatever, he needs to try and end this...!!! ]

I believe I've made myself more than clear concerning the relationship -- rather, the lack thereof -- between myself and your brother, and I would appreciate if you did not share this conversation with him or anyone else.

[daemonized]

What a sacrifice you've made, to discard your sense of humor all in the name of public service.

[Gabranth, I'm sorry, but this is a thing that's already happened. Ardyn is usually a reasonable sort of man, but sometimes impulse sparks in him, and he just reshuffles his priorities in the most questionable way. Especially when it comes to picking on his younger brother.

This is going to get out of hand, isn't it. Well, as far as he's concerned, the detective can take this as a lesson in growing a sense of humor.]

I'll not speak a word. [At least it's technically true, if confined to texting. (And he only plans on mentioning it to Fynn, not the whole of the network. You guys have that covered yourselves.)]