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@disqus_NnFUI30kih 2 years ago
Okay, it's page 101 and I've got to put in something about Dalmatians here! 
https://youtu.be/ljSyUfAz2Cg
By the way....I know I'm crazy, but DOESN'T THIS GUY LOOK LIKE HYDE?! ⬇
https://youtu.be/TRyyMrCNbCY
On that note, have a great week everyone! 
https://youtu.be/KcdQk7JBPzQ 
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Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Waking up to not one, but two videos of dogs is the best way to wake up. Thank you!
On a sadder note: I'll be travelling again from today [Monday 10th of July] until the 8th of August. While I'm away from home and hearth I'll do my best to be online once a day. If I'm ever on for a longer period of time I'll probably have wifi and be neglecting sleep (':
Happy roleplaying everyone!)
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Awwwh, well we'll hope that you'll be okay, Hastie. X3)
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Hastie Lanyon  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
( Don't worry, I'll be careful! Might even do some more pole dancing in my pyjamas :p )
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(O-kay then. Have fun with that, Hastie. XD)
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Alicia Ghast  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Aw. Have fun!)
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Hastie Lanyon  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago
(Thank you!)
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Thanks! Safe journey to you, and enjoy your travels!))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Happy traveling Hastier and if you can't make if on don't sweat it! Hope you have a great trip! :D ))
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MillieGriffin  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Good luck)
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Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
@MillieGriffin (Don't know why I can't tag you I can tag people though.)
"I'm listening," Kito said not at all fazed by his attempt of a threatening tone. He appeared calm and looked at him with a neutral expression. His eyes were locked on to Griffin, not moving nor blinking, staring at him as if he were the prey. He watched his movements carefully, if pulled out a knife or a gun and went for him, he would tear his arm off. It was just that simple, in Kito's eyes.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
((MillieGriffin ))
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Thank you.)
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MillieGriffin  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(thanks)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
( Hey Millie, guess what I'm watching?)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
(I give up, what?)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(The original Invisible Man movie!)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Oh god, awesome! isn't it just so hilarious!? XD)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(Yes! XD I He just does not give a single f*ck!)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(And you know how incompetent the police are when he can spin one around in the air and the steal his pants right off him right in font of a Whole group of them and Still get away! XDDD)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(I know! And skipping and singing the whole way! XDD)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(XDDDD, I think my favorite part is when they'r chasing him around the room in just his shirt! If someone looped that and added Benny Hill music to it I'd watch it for hours!)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(XDDDDD Aw man why has nobody made that yet?! Ah well,at least I now know that there was an invisible man cartoon!)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Yeah the invisible man with his sidekick monkey.... I'm sure Griffin would be teasing Millie with that.
Griffin: "See? I'm the hero and and you're the monkey, that's the order of things.
Millie: Smeg off, Griffin! )
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(it's always a monkey sidekick! XDDDD And hey! I wouldn't be teasing her if I were you Griffin! 
She can always go to the police....)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(XD OH MY GOD YES!)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(XD)
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
Griffin's expression became stoic as he watched him carefully, "I have a few questions for you, they're simple so there's no excuse not to answer them," he said plainly, "and it would be in your best interest not to lie or attack." There was a clicking sound from one of his pockets. He felt as if he knew what Kito was thinking, this wasn't the first time he's dealt with creators that could change form like Kito, if Kito tried to change into a wolf again or lunged at him, he'd shoot him between the eyes, it was that simple to Griffin, and whether he comes back or not will already answer a lot of his questions.
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"I won't attack unless you strike first. Ask," Kito said plainly. His ear twitched when it picked up the clinking sound. He didn't move or make a move. He was still as a statue while he sat there.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
"Fair enough..." he gave a nod, "How about we start with a really easy one, Why did the other Griffin shoot you?"
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"I refused to tell him what race I was," Kito said calmly. "In retaliation he shot myself and Lewis."
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
The corners of his mouth twitched into a smirk be for going back, "Well now you know better then that, now don't you? And that is my second question, What are you?"
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"I am a Aevum. A being that can shapeshift in to a animal. Our masks give a us this ability and is our soul. If it's cracked we loose our ability, broken we die," Kito said, and answering to he didn't get shot, and so close would kill him.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
"Hmm... Fine, last ones. How did you come to this dimension and what do you plan on doing here?"
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"My village was attacked by humans wanting to kill us for money, or enslave us. I was one of the ones making sure everyone got away. I was the only one that made it to the spring and the spirits sent me here. I don't know what to do," Kito said grimly looking down, finally showing some emotion.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
Griffin was silently judging him for a long moment, trying to see if he was lying but it looked like he was telling the truth or at least he thought he was telling the truth. He was having a hard time believing the bit about magic springs and spirits but he remembered what drove him to this world and reminded himself that stranger things have happened. His expression softened as leaned back a little more relaxed, there was another clicking sound came from his pockets and he took his hands out of them again."Fine..." He then rested his chin on his palm and started to watch the scenery on the other side of the window pass by with a more apathetic and slightly board look on his face. "Nice to know this trip is yet another waist of my time..." he mumbled to himself.
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"You choose to come, not my fault your niece decided to try to save my life," Kito snapped looking up at Griffin.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
Griffin gave an annoyed glance at Kito, "And it's not my fault she has a soft spot for dogs, or you have to fix your mask, or that you're stuck here. Just take comfort that you're not what you I suspected you were and settle down."
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
Kito looked out the window with a sigh, "You're not what I thought you were either," he admitted after a few minutes of silence.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
( don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing )
Griffin let smirk form on his face. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door of their booth which gave both of them a jolt, "Hey! Food!" Millie's voice came from the other side of the door.
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"You locked it?" Kito asked surprised and staring at him questionably.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago • edited
Griffin shrugged, "Aeheh, I didn't want any interruptions." was his excuse. He reached over and unlocked the door, Millie came in with a tray with three plates of food, and a suspicious glare on her face as she glanced between the two her eyes were glowing.
"You two getting along?" she asked in a warning tone.
"Yes, of course we are you dumb girl, I told you we're not children." Griffin said as he took one of the plates off Millie's tray.
For that 'dumb girl' comment Millie licked her finger and stuck it in Griffin's food before he could dig in then turned to Kito with a more pleasant look on her face, "You can pick which plate you want." she offered
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"Oh it doesn't matter," Kito said stifling a laugh when he saw Millie and Griffin's interactions.
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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
Millie gave him a plate with a garden salad, sliced chicken breast, and a roll on it, she Then sat down. Griffin gave her a jab in the arm with his fork for ruining his food, she jabbed back, and it soon turned into a sort of 'fork fencing' between the two that was accompanied with immature insults and witty (or not so witty) come backs, it was just like watching two children quelling.
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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago • edited
Kito ate his food and watched with a amused look in his eyes, he didn't interfere and it was honestly highly entertaining.
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The Fox • 2 years ago
( Continuation of our Fire RP! )
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"Malemi!" gasped Lewis, finally coming upon the scene. He wanted to get closer to his friend, despite the pack of hounds around.
However, force was not an option.
"Orin," Weir panted, then coughed from the smoke.
He pointed behind him with his cane.
"Errack is wounded. It's your chance now, if you or Callum want to take it."
Lewis knew Orin sending Callum or the hounds to deal with Errack was unlikely
to put the odds in Malemi's favor, in the end. But Weir still felt compelled to try. At least Sterling might be out of harm's way, so far as the bird was concerned.
Hyde Without a Jekyll:
Callum turned and fled from the scene. Eight officers were left standing, the other two a bloody unrecognizable mess.
"Shaw!"
The inspector called out to a big burly "Get the wounded and Roy inside!" He knew the poor chaps that were torn apart were too far gone but calling the people he knew bodies--things did not feel right.
Shaw nodded and began to collect the corpses.
"Roy!" The inspector continued, "When you get your act together help Harris and Carter put out the fire behind the House!"
Roywas too sick to his stomach to nod, only continue to stay motionless in his bent over position. Meanwhile Harris and Carter, the two Callum wounded, set to the task of putting out the inferno Lewis started.
"The rest of you, with me!" The inspector commanded setting off towards the trees that burned around the seeds of destruction.
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Lewis, Callum, Emerson, Orin, and Malemi all amidst a thick cloud of smoke 
with the authorities encroaching fast. Things were not looking up.
Sterling was willing to bet his flask that Weir's plan would fail, thus--jaw set--he took the time to size up the dogs and the beast.
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Orin looked off into the distance for a brief moment. He could feel Errack in the distance, flopping along the ground in search of safety. The beast considered the thought of sending Callum to tear the bird apart but ultimately chose not to. He would need Callum here just in 
case things got out of hand.
He turned back to the two and settled his gaze on Emerson. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly.
Three doubles turned their attention to the ghost as if by some silent 
command and broke rank. One blocked Emerson while the other blocked Lewis. The third filled in their spaces and turned back to the enraged cat.
Malemi only passingly acknowledged the presence of his friends. His focus was locked on the blue eyed hound standing in front of him. His fear was burning away in favor for the unfiltered hate that throbbed within him. The tumor had gone completely still, preparing 
itself for what was about to come...
Callum exploded through the surrounding foliage panting heavily. The werewolf pushed past the doubles and knelt down at Orin's feet. His eyes were bright with anticipation, ready to leap at any command. Orin looked down at him and blinked slowly.
The fire were coming closer with every minute. It was now or never...
He flicked an ear to the side and Callum launched into action. Exiting the
circle, he stood to the side in wait. He knew what was going to happen and was excited to see the show finally start. His hands curled into enthusiastic fists and he shouted out to Orin.
" Come on! Come on! I've been waiting all day for this! "
The beast didn't acknowledge his call and meet Weir's gaze coolly. His came out in a soft, haunting whisper.
--" You know of his condition. You know he must make decision, he must chose to die or change...
I am here to tell you that's you're too late. He has already decided 
whether he knows it or not. And with his decision, I must act 
accordingly... "--
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited
Lewis looked Orin directly in the eye.
If you'd actually allow me half a minute with him, it wouldn't have to end in tragedy, he silently protested, knowing words would do no good. Malemi does better when he's around me. And we'd almost found Selan, when Errack and your rabid lapdog gave chase.
The fact is, you're the one forcing the decision. By your actions. What happened to giving us a chance to meet Selan? Instead, you cut us off just in the nick of time to suit your purposes, then you blame it on Malemi.
Weir shook his head, his judgment made.
Bloody, lying hypocrite. Backing us into a corner.
F*ck Fate! We will find Selan!
Or die trying.
Dropping his cane and doctor's bag, he slung the tank of the igniter off his back. In one swift motion, he dropped into a crouch, set it on the ground, and turned the locking ring which connected the hose to the tank. The pressure of his hands was all that kept the dangerous substance inside from leaking out.
"Orin...back everyone the Hell off or I will let go of this hose and we will all perish in an inferno that makes this," he briefly flicked his gaze to the flaming foliage around them, "look like a matchstick by comparison."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
After a quick detour for buckets the police were on route towards the main event. Pails to put out the fire in one hand and clubs in the other. They'd be upon the scene in minutes
Sterling looked back to see the approaching squad. This was bad. They were not prepared to deal with these monsters. Lives would be (had been) lost. 
He wasn't surprised when the dogs blocked him, thus he didn't move. In fact things may just work out in Emerson's favor, if he could keep the police away. But even before that, he had to make a decision. 
"MALEMI! MALEMI!" Sterling called out to the cat ignoring everyone else in the moment. Then the last words anyone would expect came out of his mouth, "I'm sorry for all the hell I gave you. It wasn't until I saw these flee bags that I realize what true imbeciles looked liked. Playing hero and pretending to be in control when they're nothing more than--how did you put it? Khoros's b*tches." he snickered, "They probably even think Lewis is bluffing! What a riot, eh Malemi?" 
He grinned at the fluff ball, hoping he'd make eye contact. 
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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Malemi slowly feel into the clutches of a mind bending trance. His hate became background noise as his gaze started fogging over and the world around him narrowing down to just the beast who stood between him and freedom. A growl rumbled through his throat and would've morphed into a full on snarl had the sound of his name not caught the cat's attention.
He turned meet Sterling's look, his mind pulling away from the frightening place it was being drawn into. The ghost went on the speak and soon enough, a faint smile entered his features. It was just noticeable enough to clue in to Emerson he had been heard.
The other beast wasn't so pleased with the spirit's cheek however. Between Him and Lewis, he could see a plan formulating. Orin bared his teeth and glared at the two of them. His tone shifted into one of growing annoyance.
--" And what would it matter if you set us all aflame? I would dare say that we'd benefit far more than you're useless journey to Selan! You can't force her to come back, not when she ran away in the first place! I was willing to even assist you in such endeavor if you had simply stayed put and gone with Callum.
But you fled and started this mess! You forced me out and now here we are! If we all died here, it'll be worth it if only to end this whole mess altogether. "--
He was about to scolded them again when the presence of the oncoming officers came to his attention. Orin growled to himself. He had hoped the fire would keep them busy enough from chasing Callum. But then again, that was his mistake to begin with, one should never assume anything, like he should've never assumed that Lewis would come freely or even that Errack wouldn't appear.
He looked at Malemi, then to Callum, then finally settling on the approaching officers. He should've have known this wouldn't end well. At least he made the effort and there was always later. He would finish this, that's a promise.
He flicked an ear, his doubles falling apart into soft earth and Callum running off into the forest behind them with a disappointed snort.
He turned to leave, saying one last thing through gritted teeth.
--" When he isn't there in the morning, don't say I didn't warn you. "--
And with that, he joined Callum in their escape, vanishing from sight.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited
Orin spoke of ending the "whole mess together".
Have it your way, then, you blighter, thought Lewis.
He took a breath, about to rip the hose from the tank and do just that...
...when Orin stopped speaking. And growled. And fled, shooting parting words as he did.
"Orin, I was fleeing Errack, not my fellow Scotsman," Weir managed to get out as the Hound and his Host hightailed it. "I had to fry the birdbrain away from any buildings. You're the one who escalated this.
"We had a deal," he said, more to himself, as he locked the hose back into place and slung the pack over his shoulder. "And I intended to stick to it."
He picked up his bag and cane, not knowing if Orin had heard him.
What he did know was they all had to get out of here, now. Around them, the burning trees began to shed their branches. The police would soon be on the scene.
"Sh*t. Let's go!"
With a quick glance to Sterling and Malemi, he took off running.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
Emerson was half hoping--that was a lie. Emerson was hoping Lewis would pull that hose as Orin was right, it really would be worth it. But Lewis didn't set off the bomb. Callum and Orin fled into a near by grouping of trees. Shame, as it really would have been worth it.
Sterling quickly caught up with Weir, hoping Malemi was following quickly behind.
"A deal!?" he hissed, "What exactly happened while I was..." a pause as he tried to find the right word, "...unavailable?!" 
There were too many unanswered questions that left Emerson hesitate of those he'd just threw in with.
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The police were almost upon the flaming trees when the inspector saw the massive murderous beast sprint off into a tree line.
"POLICE!!" He called out, "STOP!!" The inspector turned to the man next to him, "With me. We're going to go arrest that monster. The rest of you," he looked at the two men accompanying him, "put out that fire!"
With that the two men broke away towards the nestling of trees. They highly doubted they would be able to catch up with the villains considering the distance between them but none the less they had to try.
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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
((Helen Jekyll A continuation of the the Glasgow "field trip" roleplay with the two latest posts, plus a response:))
Jekyll1886 Helen Jekyll • 3 days ago
He listened intently as Helen spoke.
"That's quite interesting, Helen. Black and white more or less holding their associations, even as the other colors go devoid of them. Hm."
The wheels turned as he nodded to himself...then focused back on her.
"Any reason you like green?" he wondered. "And..." he couldn't entirely suppress a faint, somewhat self-conscious smile, "was it before or after you created your serum that it became your favorite color?"
Helen Jekyll Jekyll1886 • 16 hours ago
She turned her head aside and brushed her hair out of her eyes, blushed.
"It was before." Helen managed to meet his eyes for a moment before looking to her lap. "You're actually the main reason I like it, because of your potion."
"I thought it was fitting that something that could help so many people would be the color of life and goodness."
Her gaze flickered up, then down again. "Of course, I wasn't as fond of green after taking it myself, but I've gotten over that."
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"Oh, Helen..." he said, looking down and to the right, unable to meet her gaze.
He was silent, though whether due to deliberating over his words or working up the nerve to say them, it was difficult to tell.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Is... something wrong, Henry?" She asked, watching him with evident concern. "Did I say something wrong?" Her hands fidgetted with the edge of her jacket.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Wha--
"Oh, Helen, no! No, of course not!" he declared, taking her hands to reassure her. "You..."
He noticed the physical contact.
"Forgive me," he apologized, drawing his hands back. "I never meant to overstep my bounds."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Helen blushed and, with a faint smile, took one of his hands between her own two.
"It's alright, really. I don't mind it at all." She told him gently, giving it a light squeeze. "It's not often someone reaches out to me."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
A light blush spread across his own cheeks as Helen took his hand in hers. He had to fight the urge to draw it back, not because he didn't like it--quite the opposite, in fact. It was a warm gesture, immensely appreciated.
"I could say the same," he managed after a moment.
She was comforting him.
But did he deserve it? That was the question.
"You're...very kind, Helen."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Thank you, Henry." Helen nodded once, looking down with her a self-conscious smile. "You're very generous..."
She was quiet for a time and squeezed his hand gently again.
"Is something bothering you?"
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"I..." he began, then stopped.
Started again:
"I fear I'll be a disappointment to you," he confessed, laying his other hand atop hers.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"Henry..." She sighed softly, unsure of what to say, and looked down at his hand. "You can tell me anything. You can do anything." Helen drew his hands closer to herself for emphasis, "And you will have still done so much more for me than my family back in my time ever did."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
At her words, he looked...moved, frankly.
Couldn't speak for a moment.
Simply nodded.
Gave her hand a firm but gentle squeeze.
Closed his eyes.
Blinked back tears of gratitude; to weep would be unbecoming and improper.
"Thank you, Helen," he at last managed. "And I'm so sorry your family wasn't better to you. You're a gem, truly," he averred, gazing into her eyes in all earnestness.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
She gave a half shrug, growing bashful once more under Henry's praise. "I probably won't see them again, so it's alright."
"Besides," added Helen with a smile, "I have you now."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"That, you do," he promised, giving her hand another squeeze.
A moment passed.
"You asked what was wrong..." he said, returning to the former subject. "And it's that I'm afraid..." he looked down, "my motives weren't nearly so noble as you think."
He shook his head.
"I...wasn't trying to help people, Helen," he admitted, only just able to meet her gaze. "Not in the end, anyway."
He continued quietly, as if at a confessional:
"I...I simply wanted the pain to stop."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
Her expression softened as she listened to his confession. A little, sympathetic smile tugged at her lips.
Gently, carefully, she took her hands away from his, moving as though she wished not to startle a timid rabbit. "I understand."
Helen stood, her arms falling limp at her sides, her gaze never wavering. "It's human, after all, to want pain to just... go away."
"What really matters, though, is not how you started off..." After a moment of reflection, she managed to gather her courage and wrap her arms around her great grandfather, her touch light, "...it's what you choose to make of yourself afterwards."
"And you, Henry, have become an amazing man." Out of his sight, her smile widened.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
A moment in shock, as she embraced him.
And one of disbelief--was he dreaming again? Sometimes they seemed so real...
And one of relief...and gratitude.
She hadn't run away. Hadn't turned her back. Not only that, she...accepted him. Praised him, even.
He hugged back, having to restrain himself to keep it gentle enough in the face of the joy he felt, which threatened to overwhelm him.
He couldn't see her smile...and she couldn't see his tears of happiness. But it was likely they knew. If the warmth of a soul was any indication. Or the synchronization of heartbeats, level and even as they fell into perfect time with one another.
When he finally found his words again, it was to proclaim:
"I love you."
He at last broke the embrace, only to take her hand in his and give it a fond squeeze.
"My darling girl."
Quickly wiping his eyes, he looked up at her with a heartfelt smile.
He nodded, unconscious of the movement, as if to reaffirm the sentiment.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Ducking her head, Helen could feel her cheeks burning as she returned the gentle pressure on his hand, touched and astonished by the genuine show of deep affection.
"I-I love you too, grandfather." She managed, her voice wavering with emotion, and she met his gaze once more with watery eyes and a trembling smile.
When was the last time I cried? Helen wondered briefly, even as she began to bury her face in Henry's shoulder and sob, still clasping his hand gently in her own.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"There, there," he said, wrapping his other arm around her to comfort her.
"I'm here for you. I will always be here for you," he promised.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Thank y-you...so much..." said Helen softly once she regained control of herself, brushing away tears with the back of her hand.
"I'm sorry, I know I'm a mess." She giggled softly, "Was it your turn or mine, doctor?"
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"Here," he said, handing her his pocket square. "It's alright."
"And...you know, I can't recall," he realized with a chortle.
"You're welcome to ask something, though."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Alright, um..." She wiped her eyes with a corner of the cloth. "How long was it... until you and Edward were able to get along?"
"Assuming you two ever did start getting along," Helen added hastily, realizing her potential mistake, "I don't mean to jump to conclusions."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"Over a decade," he admitted.
"And not until there came the realization that different modes of being and types of behavior were better or worse for certain situations than others.
"For example, if I need to impress someone socially in order to make my living, being able to behave...like a Jekyll, frankly," he said with a little laugh, "is a very handy ability. Whereas if I'm coming home from a gala and get jumped in a back alley--well, that's Edward's chance to shine. Each skill set to its purpose.
"And, finally, an agreement to tolerate each and not try to eliminate either. That was key. There can be no peace so long as there is war.
"One has to learn to accept all aspects. Perhaps not like them all, all the time, necessarily. But to appreciate their usefulness. Their...necessity.
"Because once you've taken the potion, Helen--as I'm sure you know too well--there is no going back. Only forward."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
She sighed and passed back his handkerchief, smiling somberly. "Over four years to go, then?"
"And you're right about the potion. It has a way of getting you to keep taking it, whatever the circumstances." She rubbed her temple, her smile fading away. "It's always addictive in one way or another."
She shook her head and sighed again, giving Henry a dispirited look.
"To be perfectly honest, I don't know what Hela could ever be useful for. And this isn't me being hostile towards her or anything, really, it isn't. I'm trying to keep an open mind about it all. It's just..."
She ran her fingers through her hair quickly, suppressing a wince as Hela stirred. The Hyde was almost like a cat sometimes, appearing to sleep while in actuality remaining totally aware of her surroundings.
"I don't know. Hela doesn't really act like other Hydes..."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Well," he answered with a sympathetic look, "I do hope you'll be able to shave off a few years of mutual suffering. Learn from my mistakes.
"I understand the two of you are already on an even schedule. That's...that took more than a decade, in my case. You ought to feel proud of that, both of you. Very proud," he said, giving her hand a squeeze. "It'll save you frustration and heartache. And me, too, as it's my nature to worry.
"As for Hela...everyone--every aspect," he corrected himself, "is good at some things and bad at others. I'm sure Hela has her strengths as well," he said gently. "Even if we don't know what they are yet."
"I am curious, though, what you mean when you say she doesn't really act like other Hydes. Granted, I'm very, very new to this dimension, so I've only Edward for comparison. And I've yet to meet Hela in the flesh."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
A flicker of a smile returned. "Ah, well, we couldn't have done it without help." She placed her hand on top of his. "And I'd hate cause you anymore grief than I must've already done..."
Helen paused to collect her thoughts, absentmindedly massaging his skin with her thumb.
"In stories, in the others I've met, even with what little I've heard of Edward... Hydes seem to be these creatures of total confidence and freedom, simply living life to the fullest in whatever way they see fit."
"It's mostly just a feeling I get, but Hela doesn't seem as... free."
You have no idea how lucky you are, doctor... If Lewis hadn't already threatened me, you'd be on the floor, writhing in agony.
I'm simply being honest with him. He's family, he deserves at least that.
It's not your right to be telling people about my psyche!
It's merely a few observations I've made... and God knows if you'll ever share them, if I don't.
You will tell him nothing, understand?
I am not afraid of you, Hela. But I'm not going to fight with you on this either.
No response came from her counterpart.
Wonderful. She sighed, then realized suddenly she had fallen silent for far too long.
"Sorry, Henry! Lost in thought..." She hastily apologized before continuing, "It's just... where others have endless confidence and this drive to seek out amusement there's only rage and hatred and a... sort of belief that the world owes her something, with Hela."
"What is it in me that makes her different?" Helen grew quieter. "You know, she actually wants to kill everyone... she wants to be the last human alive."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"Helen..." said Henry, looking into her eyes, having to work up the nerve to tell her the truth, "rage and hatred...are part and parcel of Edward.
"If some fleeting sensation can't arrest his attention, or if he can't see a reason to put forth the effort to rein himself in, he falls quite readily into violence. There doesn't even need to be a cause. It's just...always there. Even when he's distracted, it simmers underneath, just waiting to erupt.
"He can feel happiness, but it's more akin to self-satisfaction or..." he looked down, voice fainter, "pleasure at others' pain. At their fear and misery."
He sighed, paling momentarily as a wave of mild nausea crept in. He blinked a few times, reorienting himself to the present, to Helen.
He gave her hand a squeeze.
"I suppose..." he managed after a moment, meeting her gaze once more, "what I'm trying to say is...you're not alone."
"And I'd wager you're a bit of an idealist. 'People ought to be nice to each other, good to each other. It costs nothing to be kind, so why can't we all get along, treat each other well? The world would be a better place.'"
His eyes conveyed compassion as he spoke the words; the underlying conviction with which he said them let Helen know they were no mere conjecture, but core values, strongly held and deeply felt.
"Am I right?" asked Henry.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Yes," Helen answered in a murmur, briefly inclining her head, "Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam- It is better to suffer an injustice than to do an injustice." She paused and her brow crinkled. "Or was it accipere quam facere praestat pati injuriam?"
A sigh.
"I can never remember... but you're right, Henry."
"Hela calls me helplessly naive because of it, though I don't mind." She shrugged, "I've been accused of worse."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"'Pati' is unnecessary, technically speaking," he clarified, wishing to be helpful. A warm smile lighted his features. "I'm happy to learn people still study Latin in the future.
"And..." he added, expression growing more serious but no less kind as he came back to the main point, "you're right: Idealism is nothing to be ashamed of."
"It's...rather unfortunate when the world doesn't live up to it, though."
He flicked his gaze downward, sighed, and looked back to her.
"Which happens all too often, it sometimes seems.
"Those are hard days," he admitted. "Sleepless nights, even. There's... It's disheartening, sometimes. To witness the world's cruelties. To see so many others go blithely on, concerned about face and nothing more, the values they espouse only skin-deep."
He shook his head.
"Especially when one holds oneself to...a higher standard. Which ought to be everyone's standard, don't you think? If we're ever to progress as a society. As a...species." He spoke with passion, with a yearning for what was ultimately ineffable.
A weary look came upon him, though he quickly shuffled it back into one of pleasant neutrality. No reason to bring Helen down, after all.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"Ah, well, people ought to do a lot of things and don't," said Helen, releasing his hand in favor of wrapping her arms around herself, "Why bother changing if the results won't happen in your lifetime, when you can go on your merry way without batting an eye and be content?"
She bit her lip and looked down, "It drives me absolutely mad sometimes, thinking about it all. Even if they don't want to do it for themselves, they owe it to whoever comes after us to at least try! Why can't they do that much? Nothing is going to get better fast enough if we can't even manage human decency!"
She exhaled heavily, frustration bringing the sound closer to a growl.
A pause as she noticed her nails digging into her sides, blinking and forcing herself to relax the tension in her arms, instead folding her hands in her lap.
"Sorry, Henry..." She began quietly, keeping her voice soft as if to soothe him as she met his gaze again, "This... This is where Hela gets it from... The rage, I mean..."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"It's...it's alright, Helen," he returned, giving her knee a gentle pat. "You need never apologize to me for--"
A sigh.
"For something I do, too," he admitted quietly, giving voice to sober reflection.
"To go through life, to look at people and see the bonds of mutual obligation, mutual care, just wear away under the ruck and run of callous self-interest...it takes a toll. Frays them, eventually.
"And with me...and Edward..." he said, glancing off to the side as he interlaced his fingers. "Well."
He gazed at Helen, the look in his eyes resembling that of a soulful beagle pup.
"You know how it goes: Idealism disappointed perverts itself into its inverse. There's...there comes a sense of, if you can't fix it, why bother? And...a condemnation to go with the hate. If other people can't--rather, won't--help make things better, what good are they?"
Henry seemed helpless to keep the words from spilling out, even as he spoke them.
"What possible use do they have, taking up space? Their mere existence, an offense to everything right and good. Which..." he swallowed, reining himself in, "is a terrible thought, I know, but..."
He shook his head, and looked downward.
"It's not rational, of course," he acknowledged. "And logical only in a...flawed and convoluted manner."
He let out a breath.
"Still..." he owned, working up the nerve to meet her gaze again, "sometimes it does masquerade as truth.
"That...'freedom' you spoke of other Hydes having... I don't know if it's the same for them, but I don't doubt Hela has it, too. Edward certainly does.
"It's not so much a soaring sense," he cast his eyes briefly upward as his hand made a sweeping, floating gesture, "of limitless possibility as it is just..."
He paused, searching for the right phrase.
"Just not giving a--
"Fffig," he managed, rounding the sound gently as his voice rose slightly in pitch. A light blush spread across his cheeks. It was not at all the word he'd been thinking of, but he didn't wish to set a bad example, nor offend Helen, by using inappropriate language.
He laughed softly, embarrassed.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
A soft smile appeared at his touch, but it grew detached and formal as the rather passionate subject continued.
Breathe, She reminded herself, still showing her best smile, In... out.
Wearing a mask of polite interest, Helen concentrated on remaining relaxed. She began with releasing the tension in her hands with a quick, minuet flutter of her fingers, nodding a few times in seeming intrigue as she did so to distract from her twitching fingers.
Henry's words were heard, understood, but whatever emotion they drew remained locked within her mind and hidden in the subtle movements meant to discard it.
Next came her arms, and with a simple shrug in response to the many, maddening rhetorical questions to disguise the movement, she let her arms go slack.
She had nearly started on her shoulders when Henry's improvised censorship cause her eyes to widen in surprise before she broke into a genuine grin, echoing his laugh.
When she spoke, warmth returned to her expression, the formality and lingering tension falling away.
"Well, that does seem to be the motto of the Hydes," She chuckled, "They simply don't give an... eff about anything or anyone other than themselves and what benefits them."
"And if there's one thing that Lewis has taught me since our sessions started, it's that while those feelings and thoughts are... not exactly reasonable, they are natural. They're human."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"Ay," said Henry. "I suppose they are, at that."
He fell into silent reflection.
"Listen, Helen," he said, looking up after a moment, "I'm sorry if what I said caused some...discomfort to you. I only realized it after the fact, and I apologize for not catching it earlier.
"I didn't anticipate...going off on a tear like that. Once the words started coming, they just...kept coming. I've never been able to...to talk with someone who might truly...
"In any case, I got carried away, and I'm very sorry for that. I wish to make you feel better, not worse."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Someone who might truly understand...?" She guessed, taking his hand and giving it a comforting squeeze. "It's alright... I'm the one who's sorry that you've never had someone to talk to before."
"All is forgiven, Henry. I feel, and had felt, fine." She assured him and held his gaze steadily. "I'm not going to fault you for saying what's on your mind."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Nor would I fault you for saying what's on yours," Henry assured her. "Even if...
"I suppose what I'm saying is, if we can't be honest with each other...there's no one on earth we can be frank with."
He gave her hand a squeeze.
"You can always be candid with me, Helen. I'm the last person who'd ever judge you, and I can certainly keep a secret. I imagine you'd benefit just as much as I would from being able to simply...air your concerns, your thoughts and feelings and opinions, in a safe environment."
He looked about.
"We've a private cabin," he said with a relieved smile, "and each other.
"Be and say whatever you please."
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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
((Hyde without a Jekyll A continuation of the Father's Day/Sophia/Alice roleplay, with the last few posts plus a response:))
Hyde without a Jekyll Jekyll1886 • 21 hours ago
Alice was in her room finishing up putting away her laundry. The day was rather uneventful but she didn't mind. A normal day is needed every once in a while to off set the Society's abnormalities.
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There came a gentle but audible rapping at her door.
Hyde without a Jekyll Jekyll1886 • 17 hours ago
The hinges creaked slightly as the door opened revealing a small figure in the gap.
"Yes?" The girl looked at the new woman dressed in blue.
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"I beg your pardon for the intrusion," offered the newcomer with a demure dip of her head, "but are you 'Alice', by any chance?"
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
The girl's eyes narrowed at the stranger, "Yes."
Who was this woman? What did she want? Why was she looking for Alice? If experience taught the small girl anything, it was that this last question typically boded ill. She kept the door mostly shut, hand on the lock, ready to slam it at any moment.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Oh, thank Heaven," said the stranger.
"Sophia Weir," she introduced herself with a half-curtsy.
"I've been told you know my bro--Dr. Weir's address," she explained. "I was hoping you could give it to me, if you don't mind."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Why do you want to see him?" Her nose crinkled with disdain on the last word. Lewis was a.... difficult man. Alice didn't trust him and never did. One moment he was trapping her in her own room and endangering the Society and the next he's bailing her out from jail. This woman would be better off not having his address.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"I...take it you're not a fan," observed Sophia, bringing her hand fan to her right cheek in a pensive manner.
She lowered it.
"Lewy can be a difficult man to--well, he can be difficult, to say the least," she sympathized. "But he is still family, and I do need to find him. It's about our father..."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
((*ears perk with interest from the abyss*))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Alice blinked several times, severely startled by this new information.
Lewis has a father? Lewis has a family?!
Up till this point the girl had never consider this as a fact or even as a possibility. Lewis just...was. Though in hindsight, he clearly must have come from somewhere. Dr. Weir couldn't have just appeared out of thin air one day--granted that's what happened to Alice and many of her friends so it wasn't that far fetched.
"How do I know you're really part of his family?" Alice disliked Lewis, but she didn't dislike him enough to send say...some crazy ex-girlfriend to his doorstep--he did bail her out of jail.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Do you not see the resemblance?" asked Sophia with a tilt of her head, genuinely surprised. "I've been told our noses are a bit similar, though mine is straighter. And I'd have thought the cheekbones were a dead giveaway.
"But in any case, I'm afraid it's an urgent matter. Our father isn't well, frankly, and Lewy needs to come home before--
"Well. He just needs to come home," she said. She looked at Alice with a pleading expression of desperation layered beneath perfectly proper politesse.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Alice squinted at the woman in blue trying to see the nose and cheekbones but faces were always a challenge to her.
As the woman continued talking she seemed genuine with her intent. None the less she'd have to ask Lewy about this later.
"Alright." she sighed and closed the door. A few moments later it reopened and the girl held out Lewis's card. "I'm surprised he didn't give you one, already."
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Thank you," said Sophia with a gracious nod as she took the card.
"In point of fact, he up and hared off to another dimension without so much as a word to his family," she said, shaking her head. "It's only through his 'colleagues' I even knew to come here."
She sighed, seeming a bit exasperated with the whole situation but also relieved to be making progress.
"But that's neither here nor there," she said, apparently a little embarrassed at her demi-outburst.
"You've been a great help, Alice. I wish you a good evening."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
It would be like Lewis to disappear without leaving a note, this was something Alice was going to remember.
"And you have a good evening too." Alice nodded sympathizing with her, then closing the door.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Sophia left the Society and found Lewis's flat at 6 Hanover Street.
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Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
:DDDDDDD DALMATIANS!!! KITTENS!!!!! YES!!!!!
And the guy in that video totally has Hyde hair!
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Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Okay Mz. Hyde, I can't tag you but I trust that you either see this by yourself or one of the lovelies will tag you. This might sound weird but I kind of need to know what your character is wearing in our RP. Also, due to timeline issues, Hastie has to be a vampire during their quest.
ALSO: it's your turn (: )
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Mz.Hyde ))
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Hastie Lanyon  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Thank you my dear)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Mz. Hyde is just wearing her normal outfit. And I wish you had decided that before the chase! Because that would have dramatically altered the course of events! 😡)
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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(I know, I'm sorry! I didn't really think the vampire thing would become so big, but after I thought it over and talked with 86 about it I realised it makes the most sense.
Also, is her normal outfit the green dress she has been depicted in earlier?)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Yes. *Punches you in the face.*)
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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
*Hugs you tightly. *
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(*Is surprised* W-hy?)
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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Well... you looked like you could do with a hug.*
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Aw, I'm always up for hugs!)
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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Do you want to continue with the RP?)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Why are you hugging me? I just punched you!)
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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Sharing the love?)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Aww Hastie!~)
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Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
Helen Jekyll ((Hela set the bottle back and gave Catt an irked look. "You and intonation?"
"You sound disappointed in me again, Hatter." Though her scow couldn't be seen through the cabinet doors, it could easily be heard in her tone.
[Yaaaay, not dead Huffle is my favorite Huffle! If she did die, she'd maybe become a ghost... hmm...]))
(( "Oh that." She gave a sheepish laugh. "Sorry."
"O-oh, sorry." She felt Catt shift inside the cabinet. "I'm not disappointed, just thinking that it might get...boring for you."
[*sings* Huffle, the friendly ghost~]))
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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
(("Hmp," She turned away from the Hatter, stepping deeper into the maze of wine racks. "Don't get lost."
"Oh, how sweet. You're concerned about me." Hela grumbled and hit her heel against the cabinet door. "You should keep your worries to yourself, Catt."
[*giggles* Unless she's seeking revenge!~]))
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Catt Hatter  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(( "I don't think I've ever gotten lost, not when I've been the one directing my steps." Racks, racks, more racks. Still no sign of a bottle marked "chocolate wine."
"Why? I'm stuck here." Catt jumped at the noise.
[0.o Oh heck...]))
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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago • edited
(("Another one of your mystical abilities?" If Catt was telling the truth, and she almost always did, then that would ruin most of her plans of ditching her and running.
"Because I hate that you care about me. You won't take a bloody hint and leave." This time, she turned and kicked the wood, careful not to hurt her toes on the hard surface.
[She'd be sorta like when Catt was a vengeful ghost! Only I wouldn't have to make her angry, because she already has the capacity to be. ^-^]))
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Catt Hatter  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(( "Not so mystical, just been lucky enough to spot the patterns of most locations and have a fixed reference point." She explained. "Though, the one night a while ago I got lost." *hint: ask*
Catt wanted to warn her about breaking her toes, but given that doing so would only upset her friend further, she remained silent.
[Yay for well-rounded characters!]))
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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
((Catt's answer brought a scowl to her face. "Really? 'The one night a while ago'? Mind being less vague, Hatter? I'm not fond wasting time."
"If you're so worried about me, get out of my life before I die from stress! Or a lack of sleep, thanks to you!" She wondered faintly if she could shove the cabinet over.
[Yay for corrupting characters! >:D]))
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Catt Hatter  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(( "Sorry. It was a couple weeks ago and I'd been reading in the hall when Charricthran comes flying down the corridor with some mucky-big glass-flinging monster chasing him. We both got outside and were running down the street, came across Dr. Weir, and then he shoved me down an alleyway to get me out of danger, but I got lost. They found me later though, and I'm guessing carried me back here." She pulled a bottle labeled "Raspberry Chardonnay." Hmm, not chocolate, but I do like raspberries... She tucked the bottle under her arm.
"Why, would I be keeping you from sleeping? And would you rather not know my whereabouts?" Catt pondered aloud, before realising that might have been a mistake.
[That, too? I guess?]))
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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
(("That sounds..." She paused, watching her pick out a bottle. "...rather intense. So the one time you've gotten lost was after a monster attack?"
"A certain vengeful ghost is ticked that I put a bullet through her skull... and seems rather fond of breaking bones to make me pay for it..." She winced and touched where her wrist was snapped nightly. "And I would prefer anything to your constant pesterings, Hatter. You only bring me trouble..."
[Yaaay for guessing! XD]))
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Catt Hatter  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(( "Technically, it was after Dr. Weir pushed me down the alley. Before that, I recognized the street." Catt moved on down the row of wine racks, only more fruit based drinks. Peach Liqueur? That might be tasty, I do like peaches and cream. Especially in oatmeal! She thought, tucking the second bottle under her arm next to the first.
"Vengeful...? Oh." She curled her arms tighter around her torso. "I-I thought the nightmares had stopped...I'm sorry." Her voice was barely over a whisper.
[:T]))
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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
(("Oh, in that case..." Hela stepped up behind Catt and attempted to shove her as hard as she could manage, grinning.
Hela let out a hiss, walking away from cabinet. "I don't know why I bother telling you anything! You apologize but do nothing to actually fix the problem!"
[*distant yaying*]))
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Catt Hatter  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(( With a noise of surprise, Catt fell to the floor, twisting to keep the bottles she held from shattering on the floor. She sat up and looked at Hela.
"It doesn't work if I'm not actually going somewhere..." She advised without thinking, doing her best to hide the hurt she felt at being shoved to the floor. "And the grid-like format of the wine cellar, in addition to it's limited size, makes it near impossible to get lost here."
Catt listened as the footsteps moved away, but she didn't try to open the doors.
"I-if I knew how to make the nightmares stop, I would! But I can't control your fear! If you find a way I can stop them, I'll do it!" The strain of fighting back tears made her voice tight and throat ache. Why couldn't they just be friends?
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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
((Hela glared down at Catt, gritting her teeth as her hands began to tremble. "Don't you dare stand up. Hand the bottles to me..."
"Fear?" This brought Hela to a halt. "If you really cared about easing my 'fear', then you'd find a way to bloody die like a normal human being! Like you should have a year ago!"
[I'm gonna stop now... ^^']))
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Tairais • 2 years ago
Though often chaotic, the Society did have its fair share of quiet days. These were the days that Charricthran tended to favor- after all, it was much easier to overhear things without the sound of something exploding every five minutes.
It did, however, make it easier to be overheard, which was rather the opposite of what he intended to accomplish on this trip- namely, delivering one of his feathers to Lewis.
He glanced down at it as he twirled it in his hand, waiting for the sounds of laughter overhead to dissipate. The jet-black color only appeared as such in the shadows; when angled towards the light, it was easy to see the color was actually a deep purple, like the color of a fading bruise. It never really seemed to have a solid shape either- the edges drifted like smoke and dipped like tar, yet left no mess behind.
The sound of laughter trailed off into silence as it rounded the corner at the end of the hall. He put the feather back into his pocket and pulled himself free of a window's faint shadow. He turned a corner and came face-to-face with precisely the door he'd been looking for, the echos of a familiar shadow whispering from behind.
He allowed himself a moment to consider whether or not this was a good idea. If he let go of the feather now, it would simply fall back into his shadow and become a part of him again.
He promptly tossed his considerations out the nearest mental window.
The thing was, he owed Lewis his life about five times over by this point: Three times on The Night of Torke's Assimilation (capitalized, emphasized. Important), the time Lewis was in the infirmary and Torke had noticed his presence just a touch too quickly, and the incident on the docks, shortly before The Night.
That wasn't counting the whole hug thing he still couldn't quite let go of, despite all his attempts to compartmentalize in an effort to keep his lackadaisical attitude towards the inhabitants of this universe. Or the moments of understanding and connection that accompanied it, or the thousand thoughts that had flickered through his head since. Curious, wondering, wistful.
He promptly tossed those thoughts out the same mental window and wondered if the neighbors would complain of the racket.
He shook his head and allowed his form to melt with a sigh, sliding under the gap in the door to Lewis's office at the Society. He pulled the feather, a hastily-folded letter, and an envelope out of his pocket, sealed the former two inside the latter, then placed the unmarked envelope on Lewis's desk.
It looked fairly suspicious, and definitely conspicuous, Mission accomplished, then.
He stretched his arms behind his back and stepped sideways once more into the other.
He sat under one of many skeletal trees, in the embrace of coarse bark, dry grass, the smell of ozone and the rumble of thunder in the air.
Heat lightning in a world with no heat. No cold.
Something Other.
He sat, and he waited with all the patience of all the time in the world.
Curious, wondering.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago
Later that morning, Lewis arrived at the Society.
He made his way to the door of his office, unlocked it, and stepped through.
He stopped at the sight of the envelope on his desk.
His first thought was of Moriarty--that, somehow, against all logic, he'd learned his secret, or had kidnapped Dr. Jekyll, or something equally nefarious and troublesome.
He fought against the spike of adrenaline which coursed through him. Cast his senses out for presences. Felt...
...Charricthran's?
A trace of it, anyway.
He went over to the envelope, picked it up, and opened it.
As he slid the letter out, the feather fell onto the desk.
He tilted his head at it, curious, but left it where it fell.
He unfolded the letter and read it.
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
The handwriting was shaky and just barely the right side of legible, Charricthran's effort at writing in an unfamiliar script apparent in ever cautious stroke.
Lewis,
Don't think I ever properly thanked you for saving my life so many times in these past weeks. As you might've guessed, I don't have a lot in the way of worldly possessions. I do happen to have quite a lot in the way of spirit/magic sorts of deals, so that's what you're getting.
The feather in this envelope is essentially part of myself sculpted for another person's use- it's the best I've got. Using it, you'll find yourself able to do two things:
1) The feather can act as a way to contact me no matter how far apart we are. Imagine a door between our minds and knock on it, and if I'm alive, I'll answer. Same goes for you if I try to contact you- You have my word that I won't try to force the metaphorical door open. You can always shut it. This way, if there's ever something I can do for you, you've just gotta knock.
2) In times of trouble, that feather can loan you some of my power for a short time- namely, you can travel through the Other and back once or twice (depending on how far you go), or you can 'shadow-walk' as I so often do.
I hope it's of some use- It's the least I can do for you.
Thank you again.
~Charricthran
(Distantly, Charricthran wondered if the letter read as painfully awkward as it was for him to write the damn thing.)
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
Lewis read over the letter, line by line.
He was impressed by the personal nature of Charricthran's gift.
A piece of his...essence, Weir reflected.
When he read the first thing it would allow him to do, he found the gesture even more thoughtful.
When he read the second...he had to struggle to keep his initially deep but increasingly giddy chuckle from transmuting into a maniacal cackle.
I have always wanted to do that!
He finished reading the letter and set it down...then swiped the feather from the desk and tucked it into his waistcoat pocket.
He found himself wishing it were nighttime.
And foggy.
And Glasgow.
He debated taking the more prudent course of action--to simply wait till he got home to try anything with the feather, instead of attempting such a thing at the Society, where he might pop out willy-nilly and any number of things could go wrong.
The compromise wound up being that he shut and locked his office door.
As the room had no window, he simply dimmed the lights to create the appropriate shadows.
Lewis moved to stand with his feet in the shadow of his desk.
He concentrated on the feather, on the essence, on the connection to Charricthran and shadows and what he'd felt of the fellow. Even sought to align his own energy, to help the process along.
Sudden as the snap of fingers, he fell with a cool rush into the otherwise ordinary patch of shadow.
He landed flat on his back in the Other with a cackle.
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Charricthran had heard the whisper of a shadow parting like curtains only a handful of seconds before he heard the sounds of Lewis falling sideways into the forest, feet meeting muffled grass and moss with a soft 'thud'.
Well. That wasn't entirely what he'd predicted, he thought with a small, disbelieving smirk on his face.
It did make things more interesting, though.
He weighed his options against each other with the careful consideration of an artist choosing their next brushstroke, trying to discern which action would help best paint the picture he was trying to create.
Rather difficult to do considering he didn't know what he was trying to paint.
That metaphor got old quickly.
Eventually, he decided to let Lewis explore the Other on his own terms- though it was a vast place, it ultimately shaped itself according to his will, and each blade of grass whispered and called when unfamiliar footsteps fell upon them.
In short, Lewis couldn't get too terribly lost.
Satisfied, Charricthran allowed his eyes to wander to the pale, empty moon that peeked out from behind towering thunderclouds. He wondered how long it'd take Lewis to notice that his essence was essentially in every single thing in this world. The thought brought another small smirk to his face.
This was, in theory, the one place he could truly hide from that man. He tucked the note away for future reference and hoped he'd never need it.
He stretched his arms up behind his head before crossing them over his chest, listening to the faint calls and warped whispers of the Amuulzhaanir, ever-lurking on the borders between the Other and the End.
They were his equivalent to the nighttime sounds of the crickets and cicadas of certain mortal worlds. He closed his eyes, listened, and waited again.
All in due time.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
This must be how he flits from shadow to shadow! thought Lewis of Charricthran. Just pops in here and then...
...then...
...what?
He sat up and looked around, uncertainty giving way to trepidation.
How does he get out of here?
...
How do I get out of here?!
Weir stood up suddenly. Trepidation gave way to mild panic, which he fought to force down as he strove to think his way out of this mess.
Eventually, he hit upon the words in the letter: the mental "door" upon which he or Charricthran could knock.
"Charricthran?" he thought rather loudly.
He was tempted to simply call out the name, but needed to know if thought alone would suffice.
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Charricthran made sure to hide his slight wince of mental pain before he answered, somewhat bemused.
"You certainly didn't waste any time. What's gotcha shoutin', kid?"
He rose from his position under the tree and began wandering upwards, the trees below him stretching out their branches to carry him into the canopy.
When he broke into view of the sky, he sat down again, the branches below him weaving into a platform of sorts. A bit like a nest, he thought with no small amount of amusement The movement of the endless thunderclouds overhead was a bit like the crash of waves against the shore, lightning flickering in their depths.
No rain today. He wasn't entirely sure what it'd be made of. No need to risk hurting Lewis for the sake of aesthetics. That'd be entirely too dramatic.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago
Ah, good!
A wave of relief washed over him.
It worked.
He wasn't stranded.
"Sorry, didn't mean to," he answered Charricthran.
"I was attempting to...'shadow-walk' when I fell down the proverbial rabbit hole. Is it normal to find oneself in this realm when doing so? I'm afraid I don't rightly know how to leave it, to pop out in another shadow."
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
His amusement stretched over the threshold of the metaphorical door, painting the conversation in hues of muted gold.
"All's well, kid. Now, simply put, your way o' gettin' out's gonna be different than mine. What you're gonna wanna do is imagine the place you're aiming for, pick a direction, and start walkin'. Stay in the forest when ya do so- The trees should make a clear path for ya ta follow. If it doesn't, there's nowhere nearby that you can exit. If that happens, pick somewhere else nearby."
He paused, then added, "Don't go into the grasslands unless ya feel brave, and avoid the mesas in those grasslands at all costs unless ya feel like a particularly unsettling and possibly painful unmaking. Dunno what it'd do to you, but it doesn't tend to end well for other people." There was the sound of a shrug somewhere in his voice.
"Want me to guide you through it, or d'ya think you've got it?"
Lightning forked over an obsidian-colored mesa in the distance, the arches and weathered holes in the side giving it the appearance of an ancient castle of sorts in the brief illumination. There was the muted rumble of earth shifting and the sound of ash falling somewhere else in the distance.
The Amuulzhaanir grew still and quiet.
Curious.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Stay in the forest, envision where I wish to go, and follow the path made by the trees."
He nodded, even though he wasn't face-to-face with Charricthran.
"By the by, what's in the grasslands to make them dangerous?"
He wasn't even going to ask about the mesas. "Unmaking" sounded rather unpleasant, frankly.
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
The sensation of teeth, glistening like silver in the darkness, and a smile full of too many bitter teeth came to mind.
"Certain unpleasant memories and souls I've grabbed over the years. The souls are whatcha need bravery for, definitely. Jury's out on most of the memories. Ask before ya poke those bears with sticks, yeah?"
He shook his head, never mind the fact that Lewis couldn't see the gesture.
"Anyways, yeah. You sound like you've got it."
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Ah. Thanks. Not to worry; there'll be no unplanned poking," thought Lewis with the mental equivalent of a chuckle. "I simply wondered what was out there."
Weir walked through the forest, picturing the shadow of his bed in his flat.
"I'm going to give this shadow-walking thing another go."
Sure enough, the path became clear.
"And, again...thank you, Charricthran."
He ran along it, picking up speed with a growing sense of excitement.
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
The golden light of amusement reentered his voice.
"Much appreciated, kid. Best of luck and... you're welcome. Don't abuse the feather- I did say in times of trouble yeah?"
He snickered softly. "I don't really care overly much, just don't be rude by usin' it to bypass the stairs in your house or sommat. Safe travels, Lewis."
A debt partially paid, then, and a fondness fostered to boot. This universe was.. odd. A statistical outlier.
Very interesting. He was fond of that too.
The scent of burning silk and the flash of a box of matches changing hands came to mind. A smirk flickered on and off his face like candlelight.
It was nice, having someone else in his head again. Not quite as familiar a voice, but welcome all the same. Perhaps in due time, perhaps not. Who knew with these things? He was curious enough to make and watch it happen.
He was lonely enough too, the realization another new piece of the puzzle.
All things in their time.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
"Never fear; I thought it prudent to learn how to use it before trouble strikes."
He changed his destination to the shadowed bench in the main hall, and twisted through the woods accordingly, the scenery around growing dimmer as he went.
Dark and deep, and miles to go before I sleep, the snippet of poetry came into his mind unbidden.
And, with that, he suddenly found himself rushing down the main hall's arcade, having sprung from just the shadow he'd had in mind.
He nearly ran into Dr. Jekyll, whose back was to him, but managed to pivot just in the nick of time by grabbing hold of a nearby column.
Now facing the opposite direction, Weir continued on to his office as if nothing had happened.
Inside, however, was a feeling of sheer triumph.
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Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
((Hyde without a Jekyll Thans! Glad you thought the reflections came out well - I was rather surprised by how well it worked myself. One of those tricks that just works! Good thing too, Bell keeps veering into "Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell" (even though she wasnt origianlly from that, but I keep thinking of her as being in that universe), so she needs proper reflections...
Jekyll1886 Coincidence then. I just said that because I thought the expression "Drugs! Lovely lovely drugs!" sounded familiar! :-) That was a hilarious act you and The Fox did the other week, with the catnip wreath.
Dr. H. Griffin Sorry I fell off the map. I'm going to take it for furutre reference, that they did finish that conversation - that way I can join in if the Griffin/Moriarty/Millie/Lewis axis bobs up again. (Do axes bob? Price of talking too fancy.) Thans, anyway, I enjoeyd that.))
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Jekyll1886  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
Glad you enjoyed it! ^_^ It was certainly fun to play!
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Dr. H. Griffin  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
((No sweat! I kinda want to finish the Moriarty Arc pretty soon, but it'll go with a bang.))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
((XD I like the thought process even if she isn't from "Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell"! She's really fun to read and I do hope we get to see more of her in the future! I'm not sure what "trick" you used for the reflection (as I'm not a artist what so ever) but it is amazing! And if it makes such wonderful things then I say keep using it! :D))
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Wizardblizzard  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Yep, if she was one of the Lodgers who got arrested, then it's just possible she might not stay arrested!
And that's lovely to hear. I hope we get to see more of her in the future as well tehn, but you know... can't always predict whether I'll be able to post or not. The window opens, the window closes again.
Not really tricks, but there's kind of a set of rules to follow to make it come out. More or less, copy what you did above upside down, and make the sides a bit shaky unless the water is absolutely still - but only the sides, not horizontal edges, the rippliness should be from side to side. And leave out the background details so it looks bright and shiny. And hey presto, lovely reflection that surprises me as much as anyone! ))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago
((XDDDD I'm glad she's one with a plan!
I completely understand that! I'll keep my fingers crossed for you all the same!
That is so cool!!! If I do end up drawing a reflection I will have to try that! Thank you so much for the tip! :D ))
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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
((Hastie Lanyon A continuation of the vampire RP:))
Jekyll1886 Hastie Lanyon • 5 days ago
Lewis nodded his agreement.
"Indeed."
However, it just so happened that Alano was unavailable.
Aw, bollocks! thought Weir.
"Perhaps we could try Lenore?" he suggested. "Just...general questions, at least. As if out of mere curiosity. It never hurts to take an interest in a lodger, after all."
Hastie Lanyon Jekyll1886 • 5 days ago
*Hastie was impatiently shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Now that Lewis had given him hope he'd kind of hoped it'd be smooth sailing to turning back. Unfortunately that would not be the case. Wait, Lenore? Where have I heard that- *
Wait, that kid in the armchair who committed treason against vampirekind? *When Lewis nodded in confirmation Hastie groaned slightly. But he gave in all the same.*
Fine, but she'd better have cleaned up her bag.
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However, Hastie and Lewis were unable to locate Lenore as well. Claude Beauchamp was likewise nowhere to be found.
"What, did they all leave for a sudden, impromptu vampire convention?" Weir wondered aloud.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
If that's the case it's incredibly rude of them not to inform me!
*Hastie sat down in the armchair that Lenore had vacated and crossed his legs. Great.*
Well, now that we seem to be out of vampire doctors, how about you tell me how you didn't pass over to the other side back there.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Well..." explained Lewis, sounding a little embarrassed, "the night of the party, after you'd gone to bed and after the fire, Hawley tried to beat me to death while I was unconscious. He would've succeeded, too, if Millie hadn't intervened in the nick of time. Please do keep this under your hat, but she injected me with a substance which promotes rapid healing. So far as I knew, it was still in my system when you bit me, a hypothesis we've now proven."
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie's eyes widened as Lewis told his story. A thousand things went through his head when Lewis had finished; from concern, to relief, to a mild feeling of offence because he hadn't been told until now.*
Well... thank God for Millie. 
How long do you think it will last?
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"I don't know, to be honest," said Lewis, seeming as lost as anyone. "I've been meaning to ask her, but I've yet to catch her alone so we can speak in private.
"You know how active the rumor mill is around here--if the lodgers knew, I've no doubt some would badger her for the substance or seek to run all manner of tests on me.
"I will ask her in time, though. As soon as the opportunity presents itself," he assured Hastie.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie was painfully aware that news spread like a wildfire in the Society. He'd be lying if he said that he hadn't been listening.*
I understand. As long as there aren't any nasty side-effects that'll make you turn green or something there's no harm in it, I suppose...
Still, one hell of an invention. Maybe I'll ask her about it... Could put the Society in a good spot.
*Hastie looked around. The area was void for people except for the two of them, though he could hear some of the Lodgers in the distance. He was kind of disappointed by the sudden lack of doctors who knew a thing or two about vampires. Now that the cat was out of the bag he was extra keen on finding a cure.*
As much as I enjoy your company Lewis, I'm afraid us wandering through the Society won't get me any closer to a cure. Instead I think I'll just go through the library. I'm sure there will be something I can use.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"You're right, naturally," concurred Lewis with a nod.
"In the meantime, I'll undertake my own research," he stated, aware that a few of the lodgers were growing closer to the main hall.
"Surely one or both of us will find something of use," he hoped.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie nodded, a small smile on his face. It was nice knowing that he wasn't lone in this any longer.*
Thank you, Lewis.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
"You're welcome, Hastie," replied Lewis. "Think nothing of it."
The two parted company before the other lodgers entered the hall.
No grist for the rumor mill this time. A small, satisfied smile slid across Weir's features at the thought.
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