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[baitswitch]

[first, there is laughter. no denying that it's on the manic side.]

I can't accomplish anything here. I thought, maybe- no, no, no. No. Foolish thought. There's no trace of you. Nothing.

[second, there is a dragging sound. the source is a crudely stitched bunny doll dressed in a tiny suit. jack holds it by one arm. he leaves a red trail behind him.]

But I'm not the only foolish one, am I. [if you're close, you'll see him smile.] Hero worship falls under that category, wouldn't you say, Elliot?


[ooc; wandering around near xanadu, very cursed! might have messed up an npc or two. or three.

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[shall_yield_us]

Oh, we're selling heroic dreams today?

[baitswitch]

I'm hardly the one to ask.

[shall_yield_us]

You're selling, my love, you ought to know.

[baitswitch]

How kind of you to say, but my dreams were never heroic.

[shall_yield_us]

But do they come cheaply? Tell me, are you... cheap?

[baitswitch]

No, I'm rather expensive, actually.

[shall_yield_us]

I'm wanting for gold, can't we bargain?

[baitswitch]

Some other time, perhaps. When there is better currency.

Action;

[worldofourown]

[He's been skulking in the park at the gray hours of dawn. Disoriented and disappointed by his ill-fated kidnapping attempt. When he sees Jack lurching along, bunny in hand, he rubs his eyes.]

[WTFIDK?]

What...?

[A hallucination?]

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[baitswitch]

[Jack will just smile. And give a little wave. Because he can.]

Action;

[worldofourown]

[So very confused.]

Are you...drunk?

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[baitswitch]

[CHUCKLE.]

Alcohol does funny things to my head. I avoid it unless I absolutely must partake.

Action;

[worldofourown]

And is today an exception?

[Also...]

[ASDFGHJK!]

Is that a stuffed rabbit?

Action;

[baitswitch]

Not at all.

[His eyes light up at the mention of his rabbit. He lifts it up and holds it between both hands.]

Do you like him? I made him myself. [Examining it critically!!] Though I suppose he needs a bath.

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[worldofourown]

And how did he get so...filthy?

[This kid's not a vampire, is he? :|a]

Action;

[baitswitch]

[...well. he's sort of a vampire. in spirit. or something. :DDDDD]

How, indeed. I suspect he's been a little naughty.

Action;

[worldofourown]

Naughty, how?

[A faint smirk.]

Eating candy and telling lies?

Action;

[baitswitch]

[He rests his cheek on the top of the bunny's bloody head. Smiles.]

Something like that.

Action;

[worldofourown]

Are you sure you weren't a bad influence?

Action;

[baitswitch]

Did I say otherwise?

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[worldofourown]

~Tsk, tsk. Dreadful boy.

Leading that poor innocent astray.

[He sounds deeply aghast. Not B|]

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[baitswitch]

[Jack lifts his head and nods solemnly.]

Which would imply he was innocent from the start. You're making quite a few assumptions.

Action;

[worldofourown]

So he's a tainted rabbit, then? Merely succumbing to the evils of his nature?

Action;

[baitswitch]

Oh, I think his nature is quite beautiful.

Action;

[worldofourown]

~Now you're making assumptions.

I never said I disapproved.

Action;

[baitswitch]

[ALLOW HIM TO BOW, GOOD SIR.]

Touche.

[haring_to_go]

[ he feels a chill running down his spine. That was certainly not the Jack he knew and respected! ]

Jack?

[ he clears his throat. Getting his voice to speak louder then a squeak was a good thing, usually. ] Are you injured at all?

[baitswitch]

[Oh, Liam. Liam, Liam, Liam. You never knew Jack to begin with.]

Liam!

[He pivots around on one foot to face his visitor, his expression more than a little cheerful.] I'm fine. Perfectly fine. Not a single scratch.

[haring_to_go]

But, that's... that looks like blood.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Not much to accomplish around here.

voice;

[baitswitch]

Yes, that was my observation, as well.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

So how do you keep your head on your shoulders.

[A rhetorical question, but she wouldn't object ot being answered.]

voice;

[baitswitch]

My neck is still intact.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

That's a clever trick.

voice;

[baitswitch]

It is, isn't it? Why, I hadn't even realized it was a trick.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Lots of people lose their heads. There must be something special to it.

voice;

[baitswitch]

Perhaps! Or perhaps not. But then, each person is different.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Not everyone is different.

voice;

[baitswitch]

No? Elaborate please. I'm intrigued!

voice;

[dignity_misery]

There are patterns, and because there are patterns people try to fit to them. They don't trust what they don't know.

voice;

[baitswitch]

True, true. Though you are the only you, as it were. Nobody else will ever have an identical life experience to yours.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Most of those differences are insignificant.

[No, she is not a compassionate and loving woman.]

action; 1/2 HI MY NAME IS LATE

[forhishonor]

[ he thinks his eyes are fooling him at first. the blonde hair (albeit in a different style), the doll. he isn't paying attention, and hasn't been paying attention, and so when those two things combined catch his eye, he can't help but call out: ]

...Vincent?

action;

[forhishonor]

[ and the he notices the braid, the slightly different gait, and the realization of who it actually is turns out to be more startling than his original assumption ]

Jack Vessalius? What are you doing?

action; WE COOL BRO <3

[baitswitch]

[Well, Vincent learned it from someone, don't you know? He stops mid-stride and stands still, back to Elliot. Smiles broadly.]

Taking a walk. It's so nice out today.

action; SAH-WEET

[forhishonor]

[ all the skepticism ]

With a [ glances down ] teddy bear?