[It's taken Bertie some time to work up the moxy to actually confront Peter about his little biting adventure with Spirit. It's not so much that he's worried the Wendigo might go mad again as... he's worried the Wendigo might go mad. That about sums it up.]
Peter,
Bertie here, old boy, and well, it's with rather grim tidings. 'Fraid I had to heal Albarn's arm the other day from some nasty business - biting, infection, the whole blasted lot. He told me you'd been the one to do it. Really not on, man. If it's this Wendigo business getting to you, why the devil haven't you wished it away? Have you made up with Zephyr? I'll take care of putting in the request if you haven't. It's got to stop.
Zephyr and I talked and it's not going to happen again. I'm going to wish myself back human soonwhen I'm ready soon, and I'm not going to hurt anyone else. Trust me.
Peter
Is he actually alright now or was he full of shit when he said it was all healed?
Well, when a chap's got an infection running through the wound down to the bone, it does dashed funny things to the noodle. Calling in young Bertram would seem to fall in the mix. I healed him, but Great Scots, did you ever do a number. It hurt like billy-o!
Why haven't you wished yourself human if you've got the green light from Zephyr? What even set you off?
I was trying to eat him. Is that what you wanted to hear? Tried to eat one of the trolls, too, you might as well know about that one too. Turns out the balsamic vinegar didn't help.
You tried to eat two people? Dear god! Is he all right? You didn't take a piece out of him, too? Oh, golly, what a mess, old boy. I do hope you'll be wishing it off in the nearish to immediate?
What if I didn't? Yes, mother, I'll ask the child who runs our lives to transform me into a completely different species tonight. Don't worry, I'm done thinking about the ramifications of asking gods for favors, and I am entirely alright with the idea of the kid mucking about in my DNA.
Just tell them you want to be human again and you'll have it sorted out. Really, they've turned me into a vampire and back again without anything happening. And they've swapped around other people's species, fixed legs, so on and whatnot. The only thing they ever want is support and belief. That's how they work things out for themselves. They want to do us favors. When we're happy, they're in the pink, too!
And if you can't bring yourself to do it, I can see to it for you.
[He stops and just stares down before scratching the word out. This nonsense. Bertie stands up, fetches his hat and gloves and heads for Peter's house.]
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2016-03-14 04:15 pm (UTC)Peter,
Bertie here, old boy, and well, it's with rather grim tidings. 'Fraid I had to heal Albarn's arm the other day from some nasty business - biting, infection, the whole blasted lot. He told me you'd been the one to do it. Really not on, man. If it's this Wendigo business getting to you, why the devil haven't you wished it away? Have you made up with Zephyr? I'll take care of putting in the request if you haven't. It's got to stop.
Best,
Bertie
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Date: 2016-03-15 12:42 am (UTC)You're the one he went to?
Zephyr and I talked and it's not going to happen again. I'm going to wish myself back human
soonwhen I'm readysoon, and I'm not going to hurt anyone else. Trust me.Peter
Is he actually alright now or was he full of shit when he said it was all healed?
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Date: 2016-03-15 03:21 pm (UTC)Well, when a chap's got an infection running through the wound down to the bone, it does dashed funny things to the noodle. Calling in young Bertram would seem to fall in the mix. I healed him, but Great Scots, did you ever do a number. It hurt like billy-o!
Why haven't you wished yourself human if you've got the green light from Zephyr? What even set you off?
Best,
Bertie
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Date: 2016-03-16 07:02 am (UTC)I told you I'm going to wish it off.
Peter
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Date: 2016-03-20 04:26 am (UTC)Best,
Bertie
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Date: 2016-03-21 05:54 pm (UTC)What if I didn't?Yes, mother, I'll ask the child who runs our lives to transform me into a completely different species tonight. Don't worry, I'm done thinking about the ramifications of asking gods for favors, and I am entirely alright with the idea of the kid mucking about in my DNA.Peter
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Date: 2016-03-22 09:44 pm (UTC)And if you can't bring yourself to do it, I can see to it for you.
Best,
Bertie
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Date: 2016-03-25 03:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-03-27 05:22 pm (UTC)What?[He stops and just stares down before scratching the word out. This nonsense. Bertie stands up, fetches his hat and gloves and heads for Peter's house.]