audio ✁ ❛ towards the door we never opened ❜

[misfortunes]

Good afternoon—City, isn't it? I suppose this is an offer for work; we're rather in need of doctors—a physician, a surgeon. . . a veterinarian. . .

Vincent. Instead of asking for things we don't need—

[ Though that would make one wonder about his definition of "need." ]

—why don't you try asking for a way out, instead? That way, we won't keep anyone waiting any longer.

Well—the master's overstrained himself, after all. . . [ but, returning to the audiofeed - ] It's a matter of some urgency, you see. It seems we won't be staying.

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[misfortunes]

[ - of course Leo Baskerville, who travels in straight lines from vengeance to movement, would dismiss the possibility of complication and delay. So—let others convince him. ]

I'll look to have the arrangements made at once.

[dispossess]

[ Of course he would. Wholly single-minded, obsessive, almost, and with no regard for anything, his or anyone's safety. Because he has more power than he did before.

Like a child, he is. ]

Fine.

[misfortunes]

You'll rest in the meanwhile, won't you?

[dispossess]

For now.

[ An implication that his patience won't last forever.

He relaxes, very slightly, for now. ]

[misfortunes]

Well—it certainly wouldn't do for you to overstrain yourself. . .

[ "would it?" ]

[dispossess]

Don't pretend to be so concerned.

[ They're just using each other, after all, aren't they? No need for any feelings. ]

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[misfortunes]

[misfortunes]

Really. . . it discomfits you a great deal, doesn't it? The thought of concern for you.

[dispossess]

Be quiet.

[ Don't pretend you understand.

Even if Vincent understands him somewhat; he lost his brother as Leo did his master. It's easier to think that he's alone in all of this, though. ]

[misfortunes]

[ a thin, thin smile. ]

My lord.

[ But, true to loyalty, he settles again, leaves Leo amid his own gloomy thoughts to chat over the network. At least until Nightray comments start pouring in. ]

[dispossess]

[ It's better, easier, to try to dislike Vincent. To think of him as a chore, as Vincent must surely feel. But Vincent finally saying no more doesn't much help with how unsettled, displeased, he still feels.

Annoying.

Both of them, really, are.

So he'll just sort of half-listen to Vincent's other conversations for the time being; that works. ]