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[lalliho]

[He's closed himself off. He thought it might help -- slow your surroundings to a standstill, and maybe everything going on inside would learn to slow as well. When he got control over himself, he could control this stupid magic of his that was given to him. He thought he'd be happy, getting back the gifts he was born into, but even with them, the storm inside had been roaring enough to keep him up night after night.

Which meant he'd been even more cut off than he'd intended.]

I can't sleep. I need to. Tell me...what to do.

[Simple as that. Just help him rest, please...]

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[tropism]

[ semantics ]

You're sure about this?

Otherwise, well. I'm no expert, but I'm pretty effective.

[ he's so effective at knocking out people sometimes they don't even wake up anymore!! ahahaha. ]

[lalliho]

[His sigh, even though it isn't "real", is still heavy.]

I didn't say I was sure. I just asked.

[lalli don't be such a cranky baby especially in front of this younger baby]

But...if I can't fall asleep, someone might have to make me. I don't know what else to do.

[tropism]

[ well, in that case - ]

Try both methods. See which one you'll prefer. I've got a buddy who's over six foot tall and has pretty big hands if nothing else, I'm sure he'll knock you out cold faster than I can if things don't work out between us. I'm a pretty understanding guy.

.... is this part of your magic, or something else entirely?

[lalliho]

[This is a ridiculous conversation, and on some level he understands that, but he just...doesn't really want to deal with it right now. He has a mission.]

...It is.

[Magic, as reluctant as he is to call it that when he already has magic.]

I guess we can try the pill thing first... If they have a lot made for that, then it should be okay.

[tropism]

We'll see. Let's meet. Where are you at?

[ he promises not to hit you at first sight. ]

[lalliho]

[awkward silence because he is definitely thinking he's gonna get hit at first sight]

[tropism]

[ a slight laugh, as he makes a guess as to what the silence is for: ]

I come in peace. My methods are unorthodox, but that's all that they are - methods, until you commit to them, otherwise it's all just talk.

[lalliho]

[Mmm. He can probably believe that, but a more public area still might be better. As much as he hates it... So a sparsely-populated public area. Yeah.]

Um. The library...

[Someone shut him down earlier and now he feels guilty, so... Might as well go near it to make some progress on that front.]

> action?

[tropism]

Alright. I'll give you a shout when I'm nearby.

[ and off he goes. it doesn't take him that long, and when he's at the entrance, he gives him a mental push to let him know he's arrived. ]

I'm outside.

[lalliho]

[Lalli wishes he could say he was in the library, doing some work. He'd really like to be...and he tried! But lingering around the entrance had only prompted the librarian to ask if he needed help with anything, which spooked him off. Now he's milling around around the side of the building, chin resting on his knees while he waits.

Aha. There we go. Out to the front he goes... Well, there's one non-lizardperson here, so...]

Punching boy?

[Yes?]

[tropism]

Yes. And you must be Punching Bag.

[ yes.

giorno slips his hands into his pockets, smiling. ]

In all seriousness, however - the name is Giorno.

[lalliho]

[...Huh, he doesn't like the sound of that nickname. Weird.]

...Giorno, [he repeats, then sighs and shuffles over to be a normal distance from him.] I'm Lalli. Do you know what we're looking for?

[tropism]

[ don't give nicknames you'll regret then! ]

I have a general idea. Let's take a walk, Lalli.

Not to disparage you or anything but it's good that we didn't resort to fighting as soon as we've met - this is a lot more preferable, and anyway, less effort involved as opposed to causing a scene right outside the library.

Any other changes to yourself, other than not being able to sleep?