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Can someone explain to me WHY this isn't a meme in this fandom yet?
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Tairais • a year ago • edited
(( MillieGriffin Jekyll1886 *Whistles somewhere over the rainbow*
MillieGriffin:
While Charricthran was gone Millie had done nothing but sit in the waiting room and stare blankly at her hand it was only briefly after he came back with Weir that she snapped out of her daze to greet them.
"Hello Lewis... sorry to make you come all this way for a simple procedure... I just... I just need to get to the heart easily..." ))
Charricthran smothered a twinge of irritation towards himself at failing to understand what, exactly, Millie had needed.
Ah, well. Nothin' ta be done for it now, s'pose.
He glanced towards Richard again, shirt unbuttoned and lines drawn on his chest. The sight twisted itself into a dagger, slid against the soft skin of his arms as they struggled against restraints in a place cold and damp and he had to find Richard before this got out of hand-
Nope. nopenopenope.
"You have my apologies 's well- must've lost somethin' in translation, else I would've.. mentioned."
His voice slipped hollow, despite his smile, despite the twinkle of gratitude and relief that still hadn't left.
"I'll be by the fireplace if either o' ya need me. Don' wanna distract an' all. Richard'd be a sight miffed if I caused him ta have a scarred heart as well."
With that, he turned on his heel and walked out calmly, all but falling into a chair the next room over, all but Falling into The Other underneath it's shadow, just barely hanging on to that real, tangible place he'd left behind.
Some things were better forgotten. For both of them.
(( It's 86's turn at the moment o7 ))
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • a year ago
"Right, then," replied Lewis, disinfecting his hands and readying his scalpel. "'Tis time to give him the kindest cut of all."
He proceeded to make the surgical incisions, using further implements to hold back the flaps of tissue and thus keep Richard's heart accessible for Millie.
"There we are," he pronounced when all was in readiness for her.
He stepped back, allowing her more room.
((MillieGriffin ))
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Ambali wadud  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Plz do u have any science fiction
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MillieGriffin  Ambali wadud • a year ago • edited
(this whole forum is Victorian Science fiction, if you want to join you can fill out a characteer questioner we have for new comers)
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Tairais • a year ago
(( Oh big mood Lanyon ))
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Ambali wadud  Tairais • a year ago
Really
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Helen Jekyll • a year ago
((:D Story-time with Other!Hela, whee~ Jekyll1886))
Heh, this fellow is awfully devoted to his science...
“In that case, I shall start... with a bit of a fairytale.”
...wonder if it’ll help him be one of the boring ones that keep sane.
“Once upon a time, there was a very fair lady, who was known all throughout the land for her impeccable behavior and generosity to all walks of life.”
“She would donate what she had endlessly—First her time and money, then when that ran dangerously low, her sense of humor, her patience, the very things that made up her good-natured soul.”
“The lady gave and gave and gave until there was nothing left within her but bitterness and rage, and a hunger for other’s suffering.”
A chuckle.
“Funnily enough, it wasn’t ‘till she gave into these newfound urges that she felt well and truly alive, more so than ever before during her acts of selflessness.”
“And so...”
Her gaze slid past Lewis to the crackling fire behind him.
“The lady become a demon.”
In the shadows of the flickering light, Hela’s charcoal eyes were wild and blood-starved, her expression no longer a polite mask. When she spoke again, her voice had sunk into a lower rumble.
“I could show you, if you’d like. How one thought to be an angel falls to Hell.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
He wordlessly capped his pen and closed the journal, then put both items away in his waistcoat pockets.
"I feel sorry for the lady and the demon," he acknowledged, holding her gaze, all his seeming fear melted away into pity.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
A ripple of tension ran through her at his shift in mood, her form going rigid.
“I don’t want nor need your compassion,” She retorted, spitting out the last word as if it tasted vile, “And poor, darling Helen is far too gone to hear it.”
Hela rose rapidly from her chair and moved to pace the floor, though she never allowed Lewis out of her sight.
“Do you have any idea how exhau—?”
Her lips curled into the beginnings of a snarl as she cut herself short, continuing in a voice practically vibrating with fury.
“...had you intended to continue playing this little game for much longer, Mr. Woolf?”
A sound of unhinged amusement rumbled deep in her throat as she came to a sudden stop, gaze fixed upon her guest with a furious intentisity.
“Wolf indeed, wearing a sheep’s coat, all while I thought myself the only predator here...”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"I admit I intended the name as a hint," he revealed, rising from his chair to step away from the table. "And the 'game' was simply to get the measure of you.
"That said, my feelings are genuine, whether you need them or no. You may not be my wolf pup, but you're still a cousin species. I do hope you've at least found some measure of happiness in the life you've made for yourself here."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Hela cocked her head at the mention of a ‘wolf pup’, her look of fierce absorption shattering a moment later at Lewis’s heartfelt wish as she gave a bark of laughter.
“Some?” She echoed, still chuckling with disbelief, “This old house of mine is paradise. I come and go as I please, always eat and drink my fill, and...” Her dark eyes glistened here. “Prey constantly stumble their way to my doorstep to be slaughtered and are whisked away before their corpses can become inconvenient.”
A lopsided grin crooked her lips.
“What more could I ever want?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
A small, slanted smile found its way onto his face as she spoke.
He was curious, however, about one point she mentioned.
"What do you mean by 'whisked away'?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Once I’ve had my fun, they vanish,” She explained with a shrug, “I’ve no idea how, nor why, but the dead don’t remain long here.”
The eager glint in her gaze seemed to suggest she’d be more than willing to help him take that particular route home.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"That's...convenient," he had to admit.
"Do the police ever come snooping about here?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Oh no, not anymore—the lot of them are far too frightened of what happens to those who come too close to this block.”
“They sent an independent investigator once, but he wasn’t too difficult to handle.”
Her tone grew briefly distant in pleasant recollection.
“I drove him quite out of his mind, then killed him when that grew boring.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"And was he 'whisked away' as well?" he asked.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
She smirked.
“Unless his body up and left the house on its own, he disappeared like any of the others.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"I'd not be surprised if their corpses popped out in other dimensions, the same way I inadvertently popped in," he conjectured.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Nifty method of travel, eh? Have you considered giving it a try?” Hela said, only half-joking as she placed a hand on the sheath of her knife.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"I'd really prefer not to. As, I imagine, would you," he returned.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
A chuckle.
“Oh, I don’t know, Hell doesn’t sound so bad... ‘Tis only a bit of fire and eternal suffering.”
Her tone was light and carefree, and she gripped the handle of the blade in response.
“I, for one, would enjoy giving it a tour and seeing if the Devil truly would be willing to pair up.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
At her last statement, amusement at the irony welled up within him and found its way out in an unanticipated laugh.
"In that case, congratulations."
He extended his hand.
"I've been called that so many times I've lost count."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“You, the Devil?”
She grinned and clasped his hand in hers, her grip tight as she shook it.
“Well then, if I’m not your wife, I must be your daughter, seeing as those who survived here long enough referred to me as the she-Devil... or was it cousins you said before?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
He gave her hand a firm pump.
"'Cousins' works well enough--Hell's a large place, after all," he said with a smile of self-satisfaction. His voice gradually dipped as he spoke, practically a purr as he finished.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
As Hela drew back her hand, she seemed to be sizing him up, her stare cold and calculating.
“You’ve already heard me ramble on about myself... why is it that you get the oh-so-flattering title of Lucifer?”
Her gaze shifted away as she reached for the decanter of brandy, though she continued to watch him from the corner of her eye.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"Name any particular evil you can think of, and I'll give you a 'yes' or 'no' as to whether I've done it," he answered with a nonchalant, leftward tilt of his head, a faint click accompanying the motion.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Sounds like a game I always play,” She commented with a chuckle and held the glass container up to the light, seeming to inspect it intently.
“Alright then, let’s see... Have you committed vanity, dearest cousin of mine?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"Yes--'tis one of my favorites," he answered, the left corner of his mouth crooking upward into a smirking smile. He watched her as she held up the decanter.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Hm...”
Her focus shifted to the crackling fireplace to her left and she nodded to indificate it.
“Are you a fan of flames as well? Happen to set anything ablaze that most wouldn’t appreciate?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
At this, he broke into a guffaw.
"Aye," he said, smirk widening to a lopsided grin. "I've done my share o' that 'n' more."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
That wasn’t a ‘yes’ nor a ‘no’.
“Surely that has to be all the sin you’ve done, you’re only a mortal man,” She teased with an impish smile, allowing the decanter to hang loosely from one hand at her side as she turned to face him fully once more.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"As you're only a mortal woman?" he returned with a raised eyebrow, the expression straddling the line between amused and conspiratorial.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Hela gave a half shrug at that, flashing him a cheeky grin.
“What else would you call me, Devil dear?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"One face of half a soul."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Only half?” Hela said with a gasp, raising a hand to cover her mouth in mock horror, “Oh dear, the doctor’s work must’ve done far more damage than she thought...”
Amusement twinkled in her eyes and she quickly dropped the posh voice in favor of her usual, rougher tones.
“Please, distract me from my plight with the tales of your heroic wickedness.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
He snickered at that.
He wondered for a moment where the other half of her soul was, but found he didn't particularly care.
With the mental equivalent of a shrug, he turned his attention to her request.
"Where would you like me to begin?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
“How about your worst offense?” She suggested, chuckling.
“The other face of mine would say that was undoubtedly the tampering with the human soul, or perhaps murder, when considering her own crimes... but I’m sure a sweet looking man such as yourself would’ve never done such dreadful things.”
Her chin tipped upwards in a playful challenge, a smirk on her lips.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
The green that had retreated to the rims of his eyes came back to its usual ratio--indeed, a little past that, for an instant--as his posture straightened.
"On the off chance you should ever find yourself in my dimension, I shall not tell you," he said with a shake of his head. "Any lesser crimes, I could freely share. But not that one."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
The smirk widened into a triumphant grin at his response and she suddenly appeared quite pleased with herself as some of the tension that had been subtly building since ‘Dred’ turned out to be merely pretending left her form.
“Oh, of course, I understand,” purred Hela in false sympathy, “You’ve the pup to look after, yes? It certainly would be a shame for something terrible to happen to the darling, should I stop by...”
Her gaze fixed onto his as her satisfied grin became more of an icy baring of teeth.
“Best to keep some things hidden, then, to prevent the wrong sorts from finding them.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
He quirked his mouth in amusement at her only just figuring things out.
"Did it really take you that long to put it together?" he asked. I'd not even hidden my eyes.
She mentioned something terrible befalling the "pup".
All warmth drained from his gaze as the black at the center of his irises threatened to swallow the green. His lips curled back to expose his canines.
"Tread carefully, jackal."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Once again, his reaction brought about a rather delighted and self-satisfied look upon Hela’s face.
“Stand down, papa wolf, that was little more than a test,” She chuckled, holding out her arms (with the decanter still grasped in one hand) in the universal gesture of surrender, “I merely had to be certain, is all, and I didn’t have another nerve figured out yet. I won’t be leaving to touch a single hair on the little one’s head, I’m far too attached to my kingdom here to step out.”
“It’s only that... I’ve seen a rather fair share of our sort, but that was along with triple as many beings of the magical kind—For all I knew, you were some fairy in disguise with a very poor sense of how human eyes function.”
“But, seeing that the behavioral shifts are obviously accompanied by physical ones, I find myself much more confident in saying you’re certainly a Hellish cousin of mine in one manner or another, though I suspected something of the sort ever since you dropped your little act.”
There was the slightest flicker of displeasure across her expression, but she didn’t allow it to linger, offering him an easy grin.
“No hard feelings?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"You might simply have asked," he said gruffly, expression sour, as he crossed his arms. "I'd have told you."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“And how was I to know that you wouldn’t lie, or strike me down where I stood?”
Her arms dropped back to her sides as she tilted her head, drinking him in anew.
“Besides, it’s far more enjoyable to see this for myself, even if there was the risk you’d try and bite my head off.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Congratulations," he said with a roll of his eyes, though he couldn't fault her logic. "Satisfied?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
A smirk curled her lips.
“Never am for long, but yes, you’re free for the moment.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
A scoff escaped him.
"I'm free?" he echoed, raising a brow even as a smile of amusement quirked his lips at her woefully inadequate grasp of the situation.
"Do you know who I am, child?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Not by name, seeing as you haven’t seen fit to give me your real one,” She pointed out, unruffled as her own mirth faded.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Mm, fair," he owned with a half-shrug, looking up and to his right a split-second.
He returned his gaze to her.
"I'm Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Cocking her head to the side, Hela stared at him for a beat with a look that seemed to say, ‘Annd....?’.
When nothing more came, she gave a brief laugh.
“I fail to see how this is what makes me the child here.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Hm. I take it this realm doesn't have my counterpart, then. Other than you--or what's left of you," he observed. "Where did the other half of your soul go, anyhow? Did you manage a body split, as some versions seek to?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
“Personally haven’t tried anything of the sort, but the doctor did accidentally split herself into seperate forms while trying to destroy her other half.“ She wrinkled her nose in disdain. “Her name was Elaina, and I’ve long since gotten rid of that pest, along with, I assume, that piece of the soul.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
His brows lifted as his posture relaxed.
"Interesting..." he said, manifesting a grin.
"And so you were free to turn this house into your own personal fiefdom."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Something like that, yeah,” She agreed with a brief lift of her shoulders, fixing him with an attentive look.
“What’s so ‘interesting’ about it? It seems to have put you in a pleasant mood...”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Indeed it has," he said in a merry tone.
"Should worse come to worse," he purred, "what remains of my conscience will be clear."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Her eyes narrowed slightly at that, though she was careful not to allow the tension to show elsewhere.
“Why wouldn’t it have been before?” What did I say?
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"You wouldn't understand, so make no mind about it," he waved it off.
"So, what's a typical day like for you here?" he inquired, still smiling, as he glanced about the place and back to her.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Erratic—I don’t have a routine,” She answered levelly and regarded him with none of her previous good humor.
“And you’ve already heard what I like to do.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
He tilted his head to the right, regarding her quizzically until realization struck him.
"Why, Hela..." he remarked, smile widening like a nasty gash across his face, "are you...afraid?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Cautious, actually,” She corrected with a sickly smile of her own, “And rightly so, I think, seeing it’s not as if I’m dealing with just a wee mouse here... Wolves require much more distance and attention.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Mm." A pursed little smile, like that of a pleased cat, graced his face.
"You're not wrong, naturally."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Stroking his ego distracted him, wonderful, thought Hela with the mental equivalent of dragging a hand down her face in weariness and irritation.
Flatly, she replied, “I do try not to be, it can have... unpleasant consequences.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"True enough," he said with a light shrug.
His eyes flicked up and to his right for a split-second before settling again on the half-souled Hela before him.
"So...are those your cubs upstairs, or the fruits of someone else's labor?" he asked, tone surprisingly pleasant.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
For a moment, Hela almost breathed her answer as unthinkingly as one would the time... Then she paused, seemed to reconsidered.
“Why’s it you want to know?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Curiosity," came the truthful reply.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Hm...”
She studied him for a beat, seeming only just satisfied with what she saw.
“They were someone else’s, but the mother died and the father isn’t interested in keeping a pair of lil’s, so the two of them stay here.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Given the girl's apparent preternatural speed, I take it they're something more than merely human," he conjectured.
A particular thought occurred.
"Huh."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Only half, luckily for me,” She shared with all the openness of a sealed door, but warily lowered just a bit of her defenses a moment later.
“...does it sound familiar?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"It does."
He took a seat--the chair out at an angle from the table since he'd first stood--and rested his right ankle atop his left knee.
He seemed perfectly at ease.
"Was the mother's name Alicia, by any chance?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
At the name of the red-headed girl, Hela broke into a massive, wicked grin, letting out a cackle.
“You knew the short-stack?”
She shook her head, eyes still alight with glee.
“Last name Ghast, yeah? Had odd fits of imagining some variety of frightening monsters?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"The very same," he said with a chortle.
"I conversed with her not terribly long after she arrived in the dimension I happened to also be in at the time. She spoke of a vampire by the name of Ayato who guilt-tripped her for not making sandwiches to an impossible standard."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
“What a small world we live in...”
“Yes, that’s certainly the father of the two ‘cubs’, as you called them... He had a thing for food.”
A rich laugh escaped her.
“Have to say, I’d never have thought you would’ve met her, she so rarely left the house... How’d she end up in an entirely different dimension with you?” Hela smirked. “The same way you toppled in, perhaps?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
Vampires eating food... he thought with the internal equivalent of shaking his head.
"The same way she left that dimension, I imagine," he said with a shrug.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“And to think she never shared her tales of adventure with the rest of us,” sniffled Hela, her voice wavering with fake hurt even as she grinned, “I thought we were so close.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"We once baked things together, but that and the conversation I mentioned are about it. I understand, you, however, shared a much more...visceral relationship with her. Or was it with Elaina?" he pondered aloud.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“By the time the red-head came about, it was Elise she had to look out for, not Elaina,” She explained, chuckling.
“But yes, Alicia and I... Well, I had a lot of fun when we were together, seeing as she was almost as fond of being a human shield as Helen.”
“I would always give her some form of a choice, regarding whether she spared a would-be victim of mine in return for her own suffering, or was left in peace for a time, with the captured prey being killed.”
A smile briefly tugged at the corners of her lips in pleasant recollection, but soon vanished as her mind shifted direction.
“Of course, that vampire mate of hers put an end to any games of that sort... He wanted her all to himself, like she was a toy doll.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"He frankly sounded insufferable as all get-out, from what she told me," he opined.
"Was that your impression as well?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Well, considering that Alicia likely would’ve given you the nicer, rather dulled version of matters to protect her darling partner from too much bad feeling... I’m sure you can only imagine what that thousands-of-years-old insolent child is actually like in person.”
Her eyes burned with the embers of a long-smoldering rage.
“If that vampire wasn’t nigh impossible to kill, I would’ve slit his throat the moment I laid eyes on him.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"She seemed to have a bit of a warped view of things, yes," he concurred. "Kept making excuses for him. I pointed out how his behavior was undermining her in front of the children and that the girl was obviously modeling her father, whom she likely saw as the stronger parent. She was, in effect, teaching the victim role to her son thereby."
He quirked an eyebrow as he pondered her last statement.
"What, does sunlight not work on this food-eating vampire?" he asked with a look of mild disgust at the thing's very existence.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Not even a little,” answered Hela, voice bitter and cold as she reflected on what few things could do significant damage—if one could even manage to move fast enough, that is.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Bloody Hell."
His lip curled in disgust.
"Does anything work against him?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Garlic isn’t as effective as I would like, Holy water was little more than a deterrent, and crosses had no effect—Any normal means such as blades, guns, or fire can cause wounds, but only if you’re very, very quick or just plain lucky... and they heal far too rapidly for one to easily make a dent.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Eyugh."
He considered a moment.
"You said you didn't like him the moment you laid eyes on him. What was it tipped you off?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
“He absolutely reeked of ‘rich, privileged, and overgrown spoiled brat’...” Her voice was steadily approaching a low growl, her iron grip on the stem of the decanter turning her knuckles white. “And his fangs, which he made no effort to conceal, meant he was likely some manner of immortal, which is a type of being I’ve always loathed.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
He mulled the information over.
"Ayato is a Japanese name," he said at last.
"Has anyone ever tried Japanese anti-vampire--or should I say anti- kyūketsuki or anti-yōkai--measures against him?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
"I doubt it, seeing as I hadn't thought there were regional breeds of vampires... And the others here weren't exactly the more knowledgeable type."
A slight pause.
"What measures do the Japanese use?"
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"A variety of things, but the key aspect that unites them is purity. Death, for example, is considered impure."
He took a moment to take in the feel of the house.
"And this place is rife with it. It's no mystery that no one could best him here.
"As to holy water--if he's traditional Japanese, Western religion isn't going to hold much sway over him, if any. So if that holy water is from a Catholic church, he may as well gargle with it, for all the good it will do.
"If, however, we draw on the Shinto and Buddhist traditions, I daresay we'll better our odds."
A smile.
"Luckily, I've studied both, particularly Buddhism. Even learned some of the sutras by heart.
"Now, drawing on Japanese folklore, I'd say we treat him as Raikō and his men treated Shuten dōji--poison his drink or, in this case, food to slow him down, then behead him. We should also burn what remains to ensure he doesn't come back.
"How does that sound?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Hela absorbed the information with a look of mild annoyance, irritated she was only managing to learn this after already attempting to fight the vampire.
Her expression shifted, however, at the plan Lewis offered.
“...We are going to kill Ayato?”
The emphasis on the plural was paired with a skeptical lift of her eyebrow.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
He shrugged.
"Until I vanish back to another dimension, it's not as if I've anything more exciting to do."
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Tairais • a year ago
(( chatterghosts Stake to the heart, and you're to blame. Probably? We both are? *Shrug*
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Tairais:
Charricthran took one final moment to breathe. Took another to secure the tumult of Will's soul struggling against inevitable promises.
The soul settled like certainty, and Charricthran drew to his full height once more, felt scale and wing and antler and claw shift into silence.
"Onward, then. To the vampire's castle we go."
Their trek through the forest was undisturbed by any sound, save for their own footprints, save for their own heartbeats. There were no birds to call the stars, no crickets or cicadas to sing the world to sleep.
There was only the gentle sound of pine needles broken underfoot, driven on by heart and drum.
The gothic castle rising out of the midst would have gotten along splendidly with the likes of Dracula and the novelization of Doctor Frankenstein. He wasn't particularly sure if the real one lived in such a castle- though given her devotion to 'mad' science, it wouldn't surpise him.
Honest-to-God gargoyles stood on damp pillars and peered down at the three of them as they approached the castle doors: thick, looming slabs of dark oak and metal bars, carved with a serpent ensignia that Charricthran knew far too well.
The Lecter coat of arms seemed to grin down at him as he nudged open one of the doors with surpising ease, considering their size. It groaned, as if regretting it's role in what was to be its master's demise.
Or perhaps his imagination was getting the better of him. Regardless, Hannibal did not greet them from the stairs or from the upper level of the great hall. A wrought-iron chandelier cast fingerlings of shadow and sickly light across maroon rugs, deep as spilled blood in the night.
The walls were inlaid with alcoves, and in those, sets of ancient armor or grotesque statues of otherworldly creatures made from bone and antler. Their eyes, too, peered as it sentinels, those deer and wolves that were not, and were perhaps never their natural counterparts. Ivy and moss draped themselves over the walls and their masonry, nature's own tapestries making their mark.
And throughout all of the eerie stillness of silence where there should have been sound (not even the fire wished to speak), there was no sign of Hannibal himself.
Charricthran was silent for several moments before he turned to Elias and Huxley.
"Ain't been on the inside o' this place before, so... whaddaya think we should do? There's a fair chance he'll come 'cross here all quick-like when he realizes Will's dead, which should be.. any mo' now. Or we's can try ta find him proper-like." ))
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chatterghosts  Tairais • a year ago
Huxley had his eyes fixed quite particularly on the fine chandelier ahead, and it took a jab in the ribs from Elias for him to focus once more. When Huxley turned his attention back to them, Elias said, “I think we should find him. It’ll give us partial surprise, no?”
“He’ll feel that we’re here anyway, so we may as well just wait,” Huxley responded flatly. Then, he added, “And you’re not exactly in a position to wander around a giant castle.”
Elias stared at him for a moment, frowning uncertainly, before he let his gaze wander and climb along the mossy walls. “I suppose...”
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