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MillieGriffin • a year ago
Millie remaind in that spot, clinging tightly to her upper arms and hugging herself. She wished simply vomiting could help.
The blinding clouds and deafening sounds of her poisonous thoughts and memories weren't letting up but only swarls faster, more violently, that they threaten to swallow whole if not for her nearly slipping backwards into the tub and nerrowly catching herself on the rim and wall to kick her back to reality. Panting heavily, she hoisted herself back up and stood, a little wobbly, on her feet again. She paced the room to get her legs back and stopped infront of the mirror over the sink.
come on get over it already...! she thought giving herself a few slaps and slashing her face with water.
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"Well," said Lewis, setting down his tea as he rose, "I'll go check on her."
Better to lance the wound than let it fester.
With that, he made his way down the hall to the loo and knocked lightly upon the door.
"Pardon..." he called softly.
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Charricthran nodded, and was left alone to his tea and his thoughts.
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"O-one moment, please..." Millie called through the towl pressed against her face.
In another moment the door opened and Millie stepped out looking just as tired as she did when Charricthran came to retrieve her. She gave him a weary smile as she stepped to the side for him.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
"Millie..." said Lewis, turning so that he continued to face her as she stepped to the side, "I hope you don't mind my asking, but...is there something on your mind? Something bothering you? You don't seem your usual self lately, is all."
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
"Hm?"
Millie's smile became more apprehensive.
see what you've done!? you're taking away their attention from a man who still hasn't woken up from surgery yet! and all because you couldn't get yourself together, I hope your happy...
"W-wh-what makes you think that?" She asked trying to fane ignorence and desperately trying to suppress her nervousness.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago • edited
"Well..." said Lewis, putting his hand to his chin as he recounted the evidence that led him to his hypothesis, "firstly, you got squeamish about cutting Richard open, but not from patching him up. Secondly, you didn't eat the pie Griffin got for you at the post-Halloween costume party; I could tell he was worried about you, in his own way, which means it must've been serious indeed. However, I thought it a family affair and so kept my nose out of it. Yet, you've seemed a bit...off these past months, quieter than usual or, when stressed, cursing a blue streak to the point of being counterproductive--a marked contrast to your former self, who was normally so logical, so on top on things.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried about you, too. I'd hoped perhaps either Griffin or Dr. Henry Rose would help you through whatever's bothering you, as I don't wish to step on anyone's toes, but I cannot simply sit by any longer. You don't seem to have improved in several months' time, and that can't be a pleasant experience for you.
"Therefore, I suppose what I'm saying is...and I hope this comes across the way I mean it, which is with only good intentions...feel free to talk to me, if you want to. I can be the soul of discretion--just say the word. Call it a hypothesis or a hunch--I can't help but feel as if there's something going on inside you, something eating at you, that you can ill afford to let fester.
"You're a strong person, Millie, and you've done a remarkable job of carrying on through your duress. Yet I fear that very strength may prove your weakness, if you don't let anyone in so you can let out whatever pain you must be feeling inside.
"I know from bitter experience how such things have a way of building up and then erupting in unexpected ways--ways harmful to you and those you care for.
"For their sake as well as your own, if you don't talk with me, please...talk with someone."
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Millie froze at Weir's words with a deer in the headlights look, her hearts skipped a beat and the nausea started to come back. She clutched her upper arms again.
guess your not as smooth as you think you are, just as pathetic as always...
She started to trimble all over as she lowered her face, hiding her eyes under her hair from him. A lump started to form in in her throat as she tried so hard to get out some kind of words as a reply.
"uh... I... I... c-c...ca...c-cann't... c-can't. . . w-we t-alk ab-about this . . . a-after we g-go back to the s-sociat-ty...?...pl-please..." She asked as best she could but it came out weak.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
"Certainly," Lewis agreed immediately, mentally kicking himself at having upset her. "I'm sorry to--in retrospect--have sprung it on you so suddenly. I probably should've waited till we were back. I just...didn't know quite what else to do.
"Thank you for your work on Richard," he continued, in an attempt to change the subject and get her mind off her troubles. "He means a lot to Charricthran--not to mention Elias--and would have been sorely missed if you hadn't stepped in."
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Millie nodded and forced a smile for him. 
"Th-thank you..."
With that Millie hesitantly made her way back to the waiting room.
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Tairais  MillieGriffin • a year ago
Charricthran looked up as Millie and Lewis returned, giving a small wave.
"Ready ta go? I can promise a proper tidy ride back, for once."
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • a year ago • edited
Weir gathered his things and nodded his assent.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Millie her things as well and nodded, still keeping her false smile. "Mm-hm..."
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Tairais  MillieGriffin • a year ago
Charricthran held out his hands wordlessly, the implication clear. He'd gotten better about transporting people without warning.
Usually, that was.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • a year ago
Before long, the trio was safely back at the Society.
"Thank you," said Lewis.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Millie thanked Charricthran, and also remembered to give her feedback on the Invisible shield she gave her uncle before he left.
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Tairais  MillieGriffin • a year ago
Having spare time and energy, Charricthran went ahead and fixed the shield with minimal effort. That done, he made sure to tell Millie to tell her uncle to put it someplace he'd remember it, lest he lose it.
When all was finished, he took his leave and crawled his way to the attic, weary but contented in a rare sort of way that sang gold into hollow bones.
All would be well, and all manner of things would be well. In time, of course.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • a year ago
Lewis, for his part, found the invisible shield quite remarkable. And it did make sense that an invisible man should have an invisible means of defense.
After they'd bade Charricthran adieu, Weir and the younger Griffin were left in each other's company.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
They entered Lewis' office. Millie found a place to sit as she glanced around curiously, still a little hesitant about thier conversation.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
Lewis shut the door behind them for privacy's sake and took a seat.
"What's on your mind, Millie?"
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Millie fidgeted in her chair. She still hasn't really been able to really talk about stuff like this, not even to Henry Rose.
"i-i . . . u-um... i-it's j-just..." A thousand thoughts a second flash through her mind, "s-so. . . much..."she muttered as she slouched back in her chair.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
Weir nodded.
"Take your time," he offered. "Or," he suggested as the thought occurred, "if you don't feel comfortable talking to me, there's always the option of keeping a journal--writing out your feelings to better understand them. Whichever method appeals to you more."
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Her mind started to gravitate towards that idea of having a journal.
"Ah-actually that's what my first psychiatrist said, when they found out I couldn't forget... to separate what really happends... and what didn't..."
In a twinge of hope to try to communicate what she was going through she took her most recent journal and handed it to Weir.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
He nodded.
"Where should I start?" he asked, not wanting to overstep his bounds. "The beginning?"
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Millie opened the book to a certain point for him.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
Lewis read over the entries, which were, for the most part, vividly detailed.
The exception, however, lay in the twin entries for this past Halloween and All Saints' Day--the day of all the strange debacles and the day of the impromptu party that had followed to try to make up for it. These two days held naught but chickenscratch, attempts at writing that bore more resemblance to squiggly lines than true penmanship.
The entries afterward were mostly normal, but every so often the level of detail would drop and things wouldn't be described as thoroughly.
Eventually, Lewis handed the journal back with a nod.
"Something...happened on Halloween, didn't it?" he surmised, his tone gentle. "Something beyond what I witnessed..."
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Millie's trimbling hand took the book back as she hesitantly nodded. 
".. .i--i. . . i . .. eh..."
The flashbacks threatened to take her over again as she tried to explain what happened.
"hhhhHhhHhhhhhhhhHhhhhhhhhhhHHHhhhhhhhHhhhhh......"
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
"Millie," he rested his hand lightly on her shoulder, his voice calm, his tone reassuring. "It's alright. You're here, with me, in my office. Nothing bad has ever happened here. Look around--at the desk, at the bookcase. Study the titles on the spines of the books. Breathe," he encouraged. "In through the nose," he instructed, doing just that. "Out through the mouth," he said on the exhale. "Slow as you can manage. In...and out. In...and out. Do it with me." He demonstrated.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Millie put her hand on his.
She did her best to follow his in instructions, as she looked around the room she took long, deep, quivering breaths.
After a while the images in her mind started to melt but the emotions they brought lingered.
Another knot formed in her throat as she tried to fight back tears, still taking her deep breaths.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
"There you are. You're doing well at this." He gave her hand an affirming squeeze. "Just keep breathing." He took measured breaths along with her, ever so gradually slowing their pace. "Feel the texture of the fabric against your skin," a breath in...and out, "the solidity of the chair beneath you." In...and out... "Feel your feet inside your shoes." In...and out..... "Everything is as it should be--right here, right now." In...and out....... "You and I. And our breathing."
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Millie kept following his instructions, she did her best to take the reality in.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago
When there eventually came a point when Millie seemed a little more grounded and therefore possibly receptive to it, he posed a question:
"Is there any particular scent that you find comforting, Millie--one that reminds you of good times, of safe times, when you felt at peace or were having just a wonderful amount of fun?"
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
"eh..." Millie put her free hand on the side of her head as she thought hard of a scent that wasn't contaminated with any bad memories... very hard to do... finally something came to mind.
"Libraries...? books...? parchment...?"
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • a year ago • edited
"That's good," said Lewis with a smile. "You've the breathing down, I think, so here's something else that you might find useful: Carry around something with that scent--be it a book or a scrap of parchment or what-have-you. So long as you feel decent, keep it in your pocket. But when you start to feel out of sorts--as you did earlier--take it out and just bury yourself in the scent, doing the breathing exercises I just showed you. Let that lovely scent take you back to better times. It'll do wonders to calm you.
"With unpleasant experiences that happen of a sudden, it takes time and practice to work past them. After the Great War, I couldn't smell smoke or hear a loud bang or see a flash o' light without feelin' as if I were trapped, right back there on the battlefield and under fire."
He shook his head.
"Y'see this?"
He pulled out his pocket square and handed it over to Millie.
"Give it a sniff."
The cloth was scented faintly with perfume, the aroma a combination of amber and sandalwood.
"I worked up to this after awhile. That amber smell reminded me of a lady love in whose arms I always felt safe, far removed from the front. At first, that's the only scent I used. Later, just to help inoculate myself to the smell o' smoke sendin' me spiralin', I added the sandalwood. 'Tis close enough an' yet different enough it helped me work up to fire smoke and, after awhile, even the smell o' gunpowder.
"Y' see how each step built on the last. That's what you'll have to do, Millie, if you want to be free o' this. Once the sights an' sounds an' smells stop botherin' you as much, you can get to thinkin' back on what happened without losin' yourself to it."
He gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
"Sound good?"
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Helen Jekyll • a year ago
((Continuation of the Other Dimension Rp! Jekyll1886))
“Could be,” She murmured, watching the window for signs of moment or anyone peering outside, “The doctor doesn’t exactly get many visitors when she’s not been in the house for months.”
Hela shifted her gaze to the smaller, windowless building that resided only a short distance from the house’s back entrance, the only visible entrance a very sturdy oak door.
“Alright, you can’t be seen here,” She told Lewis, holding his gaze as she pulled out the key ring she'd grabbed earlier, “Helen can make a miraculous reappearance if necessary, but you cannot let anyone catch even a glimpse of you—people here tend to overreact.”
“Now, I’m going to go around front and get the attention of whoever’s up—You are going to very carefully get inside the lab there and wait for me, quite preferably without getting caught. Think you can handle that?”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"Certainly," he replied. "Will do." His tone conveyed that this would be as easy as a walk in the park.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Wonderful.”
She handed him a black, metal key with the initials ‘H.J.’ carved into the handle.
“This is your ticket in, and...”
She passed over the key ring as well, chuckling slightly.
“You should probably hold onto this for me.”
Hela paused a moment, reviewing the plan in her mind and nodding to herself when everything seemed to be accounted for.
“Right. If I’m not back and with you in half an hour, I got stuck playing the doctor,” She told him, her form shifting to that of her counterpart before she slipped once more into the front yard to create a distraction.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
He nodded his understanding and assent.
"See you soon, I hope."
Using the distraction to his advantage, he slipped unseen into the building he presumed must be the laboratory.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
After pulling the cord for the doorbell and knocking against the wood a few times for good measure (an array of sound she hoped would attract any servants still awake), Hela quickly made herself scarce.
She let out a quiet hum of amusement as she heard one of the servants calling out for whoever had been at the door, already far out of sight from anyone standing on the front step.
In a rather pleasant mood from her seemingly successful trick, she approached the door to the lab, her stride faltering ever so slightly when she heard the lock on the door click.
Is he unlocking it for anyone who comes by?
...
Surely he’d know better than that.
She touched the knife sheathed at her hip, taking the last couple steps towards the lab a tad more cautiously... when the door swung open in time with her arrival and she darted inside, blade drawn as she whirled to face whoever had opened the entrance.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
Lewis ignored the knife to quickly but softly shut and lock the door behind her.
He turned around to face her and nonchalantly placed the ring of keys over the blade of her weapon.
"There we are."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Hela had relaxed ever so slightly once she caught sight of Lewis, though her expression warped into a somewhat perplexed snarl at his actions.
“...what the Hell do you think you’re doing?” She asked, tugging the key ring off and tucking it into her pocket.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"Giving you your keys back," he answered, as if it were the most logical response in the world. "I presume you wanted them."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
“That much was obvious,” She said irritably, reminded of the brainless, sheep-like people who’d flock to her home, “But what about with the door? I thought you’d been overpowered, seeing how you seemed clever enough not to simply unlock and open the entrance for anyone passing by.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"I knew it was you," he replied.
"If that's all, might we get down to the business of retrieving what we came for?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Hela gave him a hard stare, as if trying to discern what exactly he was.
“Help yourself,” She said after a beat, gesturing to the entirety of the lab, “You’ll probably find whatever ‘secret ingredient’ you would like faster than I.”
The building had a greater length than width, with one of the two longer sides lined almost entirely with glass display cases of carefully sorted vials containing various components and ingredients for Dr. Helen Jekyll’s work. Its opposite wall supported cabinets and countertops in which equipment rested on or within, in the same organized fashion.
Directly across from the entrance in, there sat an elegant desk, its surface currently empty, save for a few writing utensils and a single notebook.
To one side of the desk, there was a strange, cylindrical machine made up of patches of mismatched metal and an entrance hatch, the entire thing large enough to fit at least two full grown men within. Oddly enough, it resembled the machine Alicia had once constructed within the Society, though her version had been smaller.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
He went to the vials of chemicals, selected what he needed, then did the same with the equipment opposite. Once he'd set up the latter to his liking, he set to work producing the "secret ingredient". Judging by the efficient, focused, and confident manner in which he conducted himself in the laboratory, it was obvious he was an old hand at chemistry.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Finding herself a semi-comfortable spot to sit on the counter, Hela watched him with both intense absorption and blatant disinterest, as if only deciding to grace him with her attention due to boredom.
“How long will this take?” She asked, one foot on the counter while the other hung towards the floor, her arm resting on a knee.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"About three hours," he answered, concentrating on the task at hand.
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“That long? Hmp...”
Hela bore a look of mild irritation, glancing about the laboratory.
“Well then, I ought find something to do with my time.”
She slid off the countertop, approaching and opening one of the many drawers that resided within the cabinets, casually examining its contents of labeled and sealed test tubes.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Mm."
Weir proceeded with his work.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Hela continued browsing the contents of the various drawers, occasionally slipping a vial or two into her pocket as she did so, humming a tune as if she were simply shopping in a grocery store.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
He started, looking up from his task.
"We have company," he said with subdued alarm.
Immediately, he extinguished the burner and began transferring and stoppering all the chemicals, deflty packing them into a nearby sack.
"The keys--we need to go," he whispered urgently to Hela.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Hela paused and cocked her head to the side, trying to listen for whatever had indicated someone approaching over the sounds of Weir gathering his supplies.
Hearing nothing for herself, she pulled out the key ring and twirled it on her finger, moving to walk past Lewis and to the desk opposite to the door.
“If you really think there’s someone there, running straight out into their arms isn’t gonna do you much good—just turn out the lights for awhile if you’re worried,” She suggested, giving the slightest chuckle.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
Weir sighed.
"Had you opened the door and we bolted, we'd have avoided the person entirely. Now we've delayed by talking, we'll simply have to wait it out."
He gently set down the sack in a corner and extinguished the lights.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“As you wish,” She said with that same touch of amusement, leaning against a wall as the room faded to darkness.
For nearly a minute, it was silent, and Hela detected no sign of anyone coming, then...
Footsteps on the stone pathway that led from the house to the laboratory, approaching in three swift strides before there was a knock on the door.
“Whomever is in this building, please, make yourself known,” called a male voice, firm but polite and refined, “As of right now, you are trespassing on private property, and it would take little effort on my part to contact the authorities to have you arrested, seeing as the only way in or out is currently under my guard.”
Hela had barely muffled a forceful hiss once the person began speaking, her expression contorting as she straightened.
“But,” the voice continued outside, “I am a reasonable man, and swear to you that, so long as you’re cooperative, I will leave the law out of this.”
Hela let out a low stream of curses, the sound practically a steady growl.
“Of all the people...” She said through gritted teeth.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
"Who is it?" Weir asked Hela, his voice barely even a whisper, from close beside her.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Ethan, the doctor’s knight in shinning armor and fiancé,” Hela finally returned in bitter tones, inhaling sharply... then exhaling as her form shifted to that of Helen, “I’m not allowed to act as my usual ‘violent’ self around him, but... I may be able to convince him to leave us be.”
As Hela began to agitatedly empty her pockets of the vials she’d grabbed before, Ethan spoke once more.
“I’m going to give you another chance—Announce yourself and cooperate, and you’ll avoid punishment.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Alright," Weir whispered back to her.
"I'll just hide under this desk, then."
He did just that.
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The Fox • a year ago • edited
( Jekyll1886 Heya! Rehab coming through! )
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Weir gave a soft laugh, then moved for the cup and helped himself to some tea.
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Enfield made a face as he finished his medicine, sucking on his tongue and handing the dropper back to Lewis.
" For something made of the things I like, it tastes awfully funny. It's like you made me eat raw nectar and flower pollen. "
" Well Opium is made from poppies isn't it? "
" Shut up Gabriel. "
The man made a flicked his cousin's arm playfully, catching the lawyer before he could dart away. Utterson retaliated by a swift tug to his ear and pinch to his cheek.'
" Bah! "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago • edited
"I did take the liberty of adding some floral essences and a small amount of honey to cover over the bitterness," admitted Lewis. "Perhaps I ought to go a bit easier on them next time," he mused with a chortle.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" No it's fine. "
Enfield bat away Utterson with a smirk before tucked a fist beneath his chin.
" Keep it the way it is. It'll keep me in line, make sure I don't forget it's medicine. "
He snuck a glance at Gabriel who smiled, surprised but proud of his answer, echoing the expression with a touch of comfort.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"Fair enough," returned Weir with a smile.
He took a sip of tea.
"I must say, everyone seems in fine spirits this morning," he observed.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Indeed. "
Utterson took a seat in his extra chair. He didn't want to say anything about his observation earlier so he simply answered for himself.
" I think yesterday was release for everyone, not just Richard. All the worry and frustration blew away and now everyone can breathe.
I know Regina and I can feel the change. The air feels a lot lighter now. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Lewis nodded.
"You may just be right."
He turned to Enfield.
"What about you, Richard?" Lewis asked.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Enfield made a play scoff and rolled his eyes.
" Terrible.
I've had a nights rest, woke up early, had breakfast made for me ANND talked with my cousin. It's been absolutely ABYSMAL. "
He snickered.
" I've been quite content. If I'm being honest, I haven't felt this well in a long time. "
He rubbed his hand on his neck.
" That said, I do still feel bad for what I said to Desirae. She's spending the week by herself to let it blow over but I don't know if I'll get over it. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Weir laughed along with him.
When Richard mentioned Desirae, Lewis could only nod.
"I don't know what was said, but I do think the week to let things settle is a sound idea."
He tilted his head to the side as a thought struck him.
"Do you think, when it's over, it might be a good idea to pay her a visit at the music hall and go out for dinner afterward?"
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
" I...don't know.
I don't to make it seem like I was biding my time till she came back. "
He looked somewhat boyish as a light blush came over him, his eyes betraying a rare vulnerability.
" I love her too much to want to risk that, to disappoint her... "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"You know her better than I, certainly," owned Lewis.
He sipped his tea.
"So...any plans for today?"
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Nothing really. Just trying work myself up to Outside Permission. "
He and Gabriel shared a look, Enfield daring to wink at his elder with a swift grin.
" If I behave, maybe I'll get let out on good behavior. "
" There's no maybe there. Once we know our job is done, then you're free to do what you like. Until that happens, you and I will are still attached to the hip. "
" We ought to get a surgeon to look that over. "
" Sure we ought to. "
The two shared a laugh before Utterson spoke again.
" I'm afraid I've got nothing much planned. I just have some leftover paperwork to handle since I had to drop my client. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Weir nodded at that.
"In that case," he said, corking the bottle of medicine and handing it and the dropper to Gabriel, "let me give you this. It's five drops after breakfast and five before bed. We'll try that dosage for a week, after which I'll check in on the both of you to see how it went."
He looked from Utterson to Enfield.
"Do call on me, should you have any trouble or questions."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
" I'll be sure to, thank you. "
Gabriel nodded and got up, nudging Enfield as he did. With a demonstrative air, he took the little bottle and dropper and stored them into a cabinet.
" So you know where it is. "
" Mm. "
With an affirming nod from his cousin, he looked to Lewis.
" Thank you for coming by Lewis.
I was wondering, would like to join us some time to go the to a play? I ask since you've been such a loyal friend and patient physician and i'd like to repay you for all your good effort. "
The lawyer turned somewhat sheepish.
" You're free to say no if you want. I just thought it'd be nice. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Lewis finished the last of his tea and rose.
"I'd love to," he replied with a smile as he closed and lifted his bag. "I can't recall the last time I got round to the theater. Comedy, tragedy, opera--I'm game for whatever you please."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Oh good! "
Gabriel clapped his hands together with a beam.
" We'll be going within three days. I heard the recent Frankenstein is quite interesting. Of course, we might not make that one so feel free to give suggestions. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"That sounds good to me," opined Lewis as he pushed his chair in. "I'm interested to see how this production interprets the story--which facts it includes, what it embellishes or omits."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" I am too. I remember hearing a little bit about them when I still knew Jekyll and couldn't help but be curious. "
His eyes were distant for a moment, a soft, sad smile revealing itself before looked back to Lewis.
" But that's past us now. Best not to keep you with old stories. "
Utterson stepped past and Lewis and exited the kitchen, walking back to the front door to let him out.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Lewis joined him at the front door.
"I enjoy your stories, Gabriel, but I won't press the matter. One day, perhaps you'll feel up to confiding in me what this business is about with the man who runs the institution where I keep my office," he said with a shrug.
"Or not."
A smile.
"Either way, I'm glad we're friends. And I look forward to that Frankenstein play!" he enthused.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Maybe. "
He smiled.
" I did make a promise to you I would when we first met anyways. It probably about time I made good on it. "
Gabriel stepped back, opening the door for him.
" Better late than never I suppose. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"Mm," Weir nodded.
He stepped across the threshold, curious whether Gabriel wished to follow him out to converse in private.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
And that he did.
With a soft click, he closed the door by him, turning to Lewis with a nervous look.
" You don't have to worry about me so much. "
His eyes busied themselves looking elsewhere, his chest fluttering as he spoke.
" I am grateful that you do and couldn't ask for anything more, but you don't have to mend these wounds too. I did promise to tell what I knew and I still will, but you shouldn't feel responsible for what Henry did. "
A humorless laugh.
" Honestly, I'd be inclined to as well if I were in your shoes.
Regardless, please don't feel bad when i say this. It's meant in no offense. I just don't want you running yourself ragged for me. I'm an old man and my well runs deep, deeper than one person can manage. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"I shall bear all that well in mind," Lewis assured him with a dip of his head.
"But surely you, too, need someone in whom you can confide, Gabriel?" he posited. "And it can only benefit me to know more of Jekyll's character, given I work in the same building as he," he was quick to add, not wishing Utterson to see the recounting of past troubles as any sort of burden to Weir.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" True, but i don't want to taint your job with my personal feelings.
He's a good man despite everything. There are his flaws and most certainly his secrets, but who doesn't have those? He tries his best and is dedicated to his work. I don't want you to forget all that for my sake. "
He sighed, taking on a slight unintentional bitterness.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago • edited
"I won't, rest assured," said Lewis levelly. "Whatever you relate to me will not only remain confidential, it will be but one set of observations to add to my own. Your experiences with Jekyll will supplement, rather than replace, my extant impressions of the man."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" And I have no doubt of that. "
Stepping forward, he took Lewis hand and gently pulled him into a hug. It was far from proper, given where they were and his improper dress, but it was a small, achy tenderness he could afford.
To have someone to share his heart with, ripe in its quiet misery, felt refreshing, and he would be damned to let the opportunity blow away.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Though a touch surprised, Lewis readily returned the hug, grateful for Utterson's friendship and trust.
He smiled even as they finished their embrace.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Once he felt content, he pat Weir's shoulder and and let him go with a happy grin.
" I'll let you leave now. Won't keep you from your duties any longer. "
He offered one last goodbye before stepping back inside.
" Have a good day Lewis. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"And you, Gabriel."
With that, he set off for the Society for Arcane Sciences.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
The days passed with relative ease, with only the mundane issues here and there to interrupt the flow. Enfield was a somewhat dedicated patient, though some prompting was needed when he didn't feel like doing it or was simply too lazy to.
With his regular dosing came a return to form somewhat. His boldness seemed to make a return along with his arrogance and ago. Unlike before though, it took on a notable change. He was more playful than domineering, more friendly and relaxed than moody and aloof.
He even seemed to improve with how he handled himself, letting himself calm down and consider his emotions rather then let loose on someone and leave to sulk elsewhere.
Overall, he had taken a change much for the better and everyone couldn't help but smile now. No longer was it a warzone to share a room with him, no longer was it a roll of the die when he chatted with them. The true, happy Enfield had finally emerged.
Utterson, in the meantime, was busy with his client's aftermath. He lay knee deep in papers and forms and receipts while he worked endlessly to make sure everything was settled with them. As it turns out, his last client had something of a grudge with him, given that he chose not to represent them, and was chewing him out for a refund.
Try as they might though, Utterson only refunded him partially out of kindness and worry, and offered them a selection of other attorneys that might assist them in their troubles. It was a few days more that he bore their ire till they took what he had offered and let him be.
On top of this also was a more private concern in regard to himself. It seemed that there was a budding feeling within him that ached and burned restlessly. It wasn't terribly disturbing but it was ever present and as time passed, it bore more on his conscious and emotions. Gabriel thought that it was the weight of his past memories weighing back into the present, and that's why he was glad to see their appointed theater date had come quickly.
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Utterson looked around the crowd eagerly.
He and Richard had arrived early to the theater hall, fine evening suits having been tailored just for the get together ( and also to expand Enfield's dwindled wardrobe ).
They both popped out with a fine fresh black, their white vests almost pearlescent in the growing sunset sky. While Utteron's black was straight as was expected, Richard's took on a bit of a navy hue, his vest embroidered with a touch of cream as well.
By now, Gabriel's hip had finally healed, but he still carried his cane with him, as was his habit sometimes.
Anxiously, the lawyer checked his watch, then stood on his toes, attempting to decipher the crowd of tall top hats that bobbed about, like a guide in a dark, blocky sea.
He dropped back to his heels and spoke to Enfield.
" Do you think we missed him? "
" Don't think so. If anything, we might just be too early. "
" No one can be to early to anything. "
" Yes, and you can never be too late either. He's probably just on his way now. He does work across the way at the Society right? "
" Right. "
" Then he should be too far off then. Let's take a seat inside and wait there. This crowd's getting on my nerves. "
His thought was emphasized by a bump to his side. He hissed slightly, turning to see only the back of the man and a late apology. A much more waspish Richard would have verbally snapped at the stranger, but now he simply resigned himself to his feelings and moved on.
Wading through the crowd, They made it into the hall and seated themselves on a open bench.
" I should've sent a carriage to fetch him. "
" I'm sure you should have. "
" I should've gone to pick him up. "
" Of course. "
" God, I should have-- "
" Take a breathe Gabriel.
He'll be here soon. Don't get worked up and ruin tonight for yourself. Next time, you'll go sweep him up and bring him here but for now, we wait. "
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The Fox  The Fox • a year ago • edited
The days passed with relative ease, with only the mundane issues here and there to interrupt the flow. Enfield was a somewhat dedicated patient, though some prompting was needed when he didn't feel like doing it or was simply too lazy to.
With his regular dosing came a return to form somewhat. His boldness seemed to make a return along with his arrogance and ego. Unlike before though, it took on a notable change. He was more playful than domineering, more friendly and relaxed than moody and aloof.
He even seemed to improve with how he handled himself, letting himself calm down and consider his emotions rather then let loose on someone and leave to sulk elsewhere.
Overall, he had taken a change much for the better and everyone couldn't help but smile now. No longer was it a warzone to share a room with him, no longer was it a roll of the die when he chatted with them. The true, happy Enfield had finally emerged.
Utterson, in the meantime, was busy with his client's aftermath. He lay knee deep in papers and forms and receipts while he worked endlessly to make sure everything was settled with them. As it turns out, his last client had something of a grudge with him, given that he chose not to represent them, and was chewing him out for a refund.
Try as they might though, Utterson only refunded him partially out of kindness and worry, and offered them a selection of other attorneys that might assist them in their troubles. It was a few days more that he bore their ire till they took what he had offered and let him be.
On top of this also was a more private concern in regard to himself. It seemed that there was a budding feeling within him that ached and burned restlessly. It wasn't terribly disturbing but it was ever present and as time passed, it bore more on his conscious and emotions. Gabriel thought that it was the weight of his past memories weighing back into the present, and that's why he was glad to see their appointed theater date had come quickly.
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Utterson looked around the crowd eagerly.
He and Richard had arrived early to the theater hall, fine evening suits having been tailored just for the get together ( and also to expand Enfield's dwindled wardrobe ).
They both popped out with a fine fresh black, their white vests almost pearlescent in the growing sunset sky. While Utteron's black was straight as was expected, Richard's took on a bit of a navy hue, his vest embroidered with a touch of cream floral pattens as well.
By now, Gabriel's hip had finally healed, but he still carried his cane with him, as was his habit sometimes.
Anxiously, the lawyer checked his watch, then stood on his toes, attempting to decipher the crowd of tall top hats that bobbed about, like a guide in a dark, blocky sea.
He dropped back to his heels and spoke to Enfield.
" Do you think we missed him? "
" Don't think so. If anything, we might just be too early. "
" No one can be to early to anything. "
" Yes, and you can never be too late either. He's probably just on his way now. He does work across the way at the Society right? "
" Right. "
" Then he should be too far off then. Let's take a seat inside and wait there. This crowd's getting on my nerves. "
His thought was emphasized by a bump to his side. He hissed slightly, turning to see only the back of the man and a late apology. A much more waspish Richard in his mind verbally snapped at the stranger, leaving him to resigned himself to politeness and move on.
Wading through the crowd, They made it into the hall and seated themselves on a open bench.
" I should've sent a carriage to fetch him. "
" I'm sure you should have. "
" I should've gone to pick him up. "
" Of course. "
" God, I should have-- "
" Take a breathe Gabriel.
He'll be here soon. Don't get worked up and ruin tonight for yourself. Next time, you'll go sweep him up and bring him here but for now, we wait. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Nine minutes before curtain call, Lewis breezed in, left his outerwear with the cloakroom, and spotted Utterson and Enfield on the bench.
Weir wore black trousers, stockings, opera pumps, and swallowtail jacket; a white dress shirt and bow tie; and a low-cut, white-on-white paisley waistcoat with pocket square to match, this last bearing the scent of amber and sandalwood. A boutonnière of jasmine completed the ensemble.
"Good evening, gentlemen," he greeted them. "Fancy running into you here," he joked.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Ah! Lewis! "
Utterson jumped up, overjoyed to see Weir, and took his hand with a shake.
" Good to see you! I'm so glad you could make it! "
He beamed while Enfield followed after him, eyes deciphering the doctor's fashion and comparing to his own. He cursed.
" Dammit!
You've beat me... "
" Richard, please! No cursing in public. "
" Right, right...Sorry. "
He rolled his eyes and shook his head before offering his hand with a chuckle.
" Nice to see you're fashionably late. You've got quite the look going for you. I'm a little jealous honestly, you pull off that suit quite well. "
He presented himself with a little flare of elegance.
" I decided to be non-conventional, as per usual. Thought I'd try and sneak a little color in without ruining the proper evening look.
Can't say I was too successful, but isn't that innovation is made? Through success and failure? "
Another laugh.
" Anyways, you beat me by one boutonniere. Don't get your hopes up next time. "
Utterson hid a smirk as he swatted Richard's side.
" Alright then. Now that's that cleared up, why don't we head inside? "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"Wouldn't miss it," Weir said with a smile to Utterson.
Lewis shook each one's hand in turn and addressed Enfield.
"My thanks. Though, to be fair, I'd say your subtle color balances my boutonnière--we could well call it a draw," he conceded. "Perhaps, in time, your ideas will catch on and evening wear will have us looking a little less like proper penguins," he finished with the hint of a chortle.
He nodded to Gabriel.
"Do let's."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" No time to waste then! "
The lawyer clapped his hands together and lead the group into the interior, and they took their seats in the center of the stalls. Shortly after, the crowds finally settled into their seats, the lights dimmed, and the show started.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
* * *
"That was so bloody awful it was brilliant!" exclaimed Lewis at the end of the performance, once he'd finally stopped laughing long enough to gather his words.
The actors bowed to thunderous applause and not a few scattered chuckles.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
" Damn right it was! "
Richard didn't bother with much clapping, instead ranting through the din.
" It was a damn f*cking mess! They couldn't even get a decent writer on the production. And did you see that scenery?
Absolute TRASH!
Gabriel, How did they get away with this?! "
His cousin didn't reply. The elder sat dumbstruck, still absorbing the trainwreck he just witnessed. The acting, the inaccuracies as far as he knew, the borderline gauche social commentary. The only good thing were the effects for the monster, which edged on too much and dangerously prominent.
Utterson sat in silence, thinking long and hard about his feelings, before standing and giving the actors a gracious ovation. He clapped long after the crowd had finished and only stopped when the curtains closed and the lights came back on.
He plopped back down, his face unreadable to a horrified Enfield, before he dipped his head into his hands and let out a hoarse chuckle. His voice took on his native accent, a rarity for the lawyer, as he fell helplessly into delight.
" Oh! Oh!!
Lord 'ave mercy! Tha was a show wasn't it? Poor lads were ruped into this, God bless they souls! Oh noo!
They only 'ad a shuestring and some lint to maek this thing! Poor boys! I ken wonder what they told they ma's! "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago • edited
Lewis joined Gabriel in the standing ovation, clapping away. It was truly a work of brilliance, a purposefully heavy-handed, tongue-in-cheek spoof of not just the Frankenstein melodramas, but several overwrought musical productions as well, taking tropes ad absurdum. The lightning and fog effects were top notch, while the rest of the production was pure ham on--as Utterson had said--a shoestring budget.
Gabriel broke into a giggle fit.
"'Tis truly the best worst play ah've ever seen!" Lewis enthused, breaking into a belly laugh as he remembered, "The way the birds were posin'--all overwrought like they'd just learned they'd the clap! An' Frankenstein on 'is knees, beggin' the slag wi' the heart o' gold t' sleep with 'im while 'e went on about 'is 'dark obsession with darkness'! An' tha' whirlwind windmill fire! An'--" he broke off, laughing so hard he couldn't form words. Finally, he got out, "'Aargh! I am dead now!!'" and stuck his hand up, as if it were poking out of the flaming rubble like Frankenstein's.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Gabriel snickered wildly before he joined Lewis in his impression. He folded back, clutching his heart as he fell to a paper fire death.
" AAAARRGH!!! "
Enfield watched in devastation, horrified that his fellows didn't take it a seriously as him. He voiced raised to a holler at their theatrics.
" You've got to be KIDDING ME!!!
You two are utter hacks! This is why they get away with this!! They put this irredeemable slop and you sup it up like nitwits! How did I ever get talked into this! Utterly disgrace, you are! "
He snorted as he sulked into his seat, his cousin trying to reel it in.
" Oh Dote! I'm sorree, but I ken't help myself! I just thinc it's so graeceful! Graeceful as a newborn lam, it is! "
Gabriel nudged Weir in the side, another wave of laughter leaving him. Richard burrowed into his seat, crossing his arms and legs with a loud huff. His cousin spotted this and immediately leaned over and pat his arm with a coo.
" Ough, Don't be like that Dote. It's just a bit of fun, is all. ~An chuid eile do chroí.~ "
Enfield tried to keep a straight face but caved in and smiled with a chortle.
" Alright, alright, you can stop now! No need to coddle me! "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago • edited
Weir couldn't help laughing again as Utterson nudged him, some of the actors' posturing having been truly as clumsy as a newborn lamb with its shaky legs and tendency to fall flat on its face.
"It's grand fun if you don't take it seriously," opined Lewis. "The actors certainly didn't!" he chortled.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Well you know what. "
Enfield pointed a finger at the both of them, a soft, sportive sneer forming.
" How about you two explain it to me over dinner? Maybe if I have some food to think over, it'll all make sense. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"That's a fine idea," agreed Lewis. "Which place did you have in mind?"
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
" Nowhere in particular. Just whatever happens to be nearby. "
He shrugged.
" It'd be up to Gabriel if we go anyways. "
With a casual stretch, Enfield crossed his legs.
" So what are you craving, dear kin? Something hearty? Something healthy? What would you like? "
The lawyer looked up to him then put a hand to his chin, going over his choices.
" Well, there is that one bar round the corner, but I don't think it'd make for a good dinner. There's the one a couple streets down that I quite liked, though I haven't been in awhile. God forbid we go to that wretched money sucking pit.
What do you think Lewis? "
He smiled.
" You are our honored guest after all. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"And you, Gabriel."
With that, he set off for the Society.
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((Catt Hatter Continuation of the Little Lump RP))
Weir picked it up, hoping he was reading its body language correctly.
"There we are," he said, holding it to his chest. He used his right hand to support it while he continued to pet it with his left. "Is that better?"
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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
The lump nodded as much as it could without a neck or head and nuzzled Lewis' cheek.
It took a couple moments before he noticed that same cheek was getting wet.
Was the creature, crying?
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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • a year ago
"What is it you need, little one?" asked Lewis, wiping a tear from its...cheek?
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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
The creature hugged him with little fur nubs, like paws, that it now seemed to have, as if to say it just wanted to be held and comforted for a little while.
It closed its eyes and leaned into the warmth of his neck.
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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • a year ago
Lewis did just that, comforting the little creature and offering the occasional "There, there."
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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
The quiet whimpers continue for a while, gradually becoming softer and eventually replaced by gentle breathing as the furry lump fell asleep, immovably, on his shoulder.
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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • a year ago
Weir found himself sighing with relief.
How funny, he reflected, that--just a half-hour past--he'd been unaware of such a creature's very existence, yet now should be so gladdened to see it slumber peacefully.
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Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((Mz.Hyde The Fox A continuation of the Post-Hogmanay RP, set the afternoon of January 1st.))
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The two left the kitchen and Lewis took Callum to Mz. Hyde's room, to see if she could do anything for his rags.
((Mz. Hyde, your turn. Callum is wearing little more than rags, having gone through a werewolf-type transformation. Lewis didn't know what to do for him regarding clothing, so he suggested they go to see Mz. Hyde. Callum is 5' 9" and of a sturdy build.))
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
*Mz. Hyde was sitting at her desk writing in her journal when she heard a knock at her door. When she opened the door she found Lewis standing there with another naked man. After a moment of surprise in which her eyes were big like sauce pans, a mischievous smirk crossed her face as she leaned on the doorway.*
You forgot to put a bow on him, Lewis.
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The Fox  Mz.Hyde • a year ago • edited
Callum couldn't help but laugh, pleasantly surprised by the strange woman's forwardness.
He didn't quite know what to expect given the Society's reputation and the cramped journey in the dumbwaiter had grated on his nerves greatly. To have someone of some importance locked up in a convoluted tower and accessed by only tedious means didn't make much sense to him.
These were mad scientists though, and not quite right in their minds. It made some bit of sense that they would simply shunt the staff into unseen corners. More room for them and their disaster areas.
The venture now seemed worth it though. He hadn't quite expected so charismatic a seamstress, less so an eager one, and judging by the look he got, she clearly had no reservations.
With a roguish leer of his own, he leaned in and met her gaze.
" Is that how they pay you here? By sending whoever's willing into Cupid's Furrow? "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
Weir chuckled at both their remarks.
"Mz. Hyde, this is Callum. Callum, Mz. Hyde," he introduced them, unable to suppress a smirk. "He's had a bit of a werewolf incident--the only casualty being his clothing--and I thought it best to bring him to you."
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Aw, you mean you didn't buy me a new puppy Lewis? Ah well, I guess I need something to do, otherwise Rachel will come up here looking for help with cleaning up after last night, and I really don't feel like cleaning today. Come on in!
*She turns and waves them in.*
*Like the rest of the lodgers, Mz. Hyde's room was unique. However, being up here in an attic made gave her an added sense of freedom. She had a hanging bed and a stained glass skylight that light the room in an array of colors. Next to the bed was a birdcage and an odd device that looked like a combination of a spinning wheel, a blood pump, and a centrifuge. There was the desk that she was just sitting at, with the journal still open. Next to it was a tiny stool and a large mirror, and across the desk was a large wardrobe. There was another door next to the one that Callum and Lewis came in, and it led to a private bathroom.*
Welcome to my room, boys!
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The Fox  Mz.Hyde • a year ago
Callum took the scenery in with quiet attention, quickly mapping out the room and its details and noting how it reflected the young woman's character. He especially took interest in the bizarre device, his thoughts conjuring brutal images of what it might do and how it might maim someone.
He rubbed his nose and leaned against the wall, a cattish curl edging his smile.
" So how about it? What's the first order? "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"Thank you, Mz. Hyde," said Lewis. "'Tis quite beautiful."
To Callum's question, he responded, "That's up to Mz. Hyde."
He turned to her and asked, "What can you do for him, if that's alright?"
((Mz.Hyde ))
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Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((A continuation of the Corgi RP. Lewis is making his rounds at the Society, accompanied by a dog. Anyone is welcome to join.))
Jekyll1886 • a day ago
"Well," said Lewis to the dog, "come along, then."
Weir set off down the hall with him.
Before long, they ran into...
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Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((Mz.Hyde A continuation of the Fog/Mz. Hyde RP, since the other discussion timed out.))
Mz.Hyde Mod Jekyll1886 • a day ago
*After running for a few minutes (or maybe hours?), Hyde dissapated into thin air. The woods had become thicker and darker, with only the light of the thread guiding Lewis.*
Jekyll1886 Mz.Hyde • a day ago
Weir continued to follow it, determined to find out where it led.
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((Mz.Hyde ))
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Helen Jekyll • a year ago
((Hellhound rp! Jekyll1886))
Helen landed in the Other with an involuntary shudder, staggering back a few paces to distance herself from the hellish beast before catching glimpse of the beautiful archways nestled between columns on either side of her, lending view to a gorgeous starlit sky.
I can’t see the ground... how high up am I...?
She felt her legs wobble beneath her at the obvious height, threatening to give out, a second shudder wracking her form.
What if I fall...?
Doctor!
She trembled and breathed as if she couldn’t quite fill her lungs.
DOCTOR!
Her gaze focused on nothing in particular, wide and shell-shocked.
HELEN JEKYLL, YOU HAVE TO MOVE!
A sharp pain in her abdomen managed to draw Helen’s attention, but she merely wrapped her arms around herself, frightened expression hardly shifting.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
Lewis shook off his temporary disorientation to assess the situation: He was at the top of a ruined, circular tower, the roof absent and the stars plainly visible. Ahead of him were Charricthran and the Hellhound. Behind the beast was a set of stairs leading down. In front of the steps stood Helen...frozen in fear.
Weir looked pointedly at her, the desperate nature of the situation patent.
"HELEN!" he shouted. "THE STAIRS! BEHIND YOU! TAKE THE STAIRS!"
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((Tairais ))
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Charricthran didn't risk glancing behind him to ascertain where Helen was: he could hear it, twining and standing and waiting in the darkness between the screaming stars
Calmly, ever so calmly, as time decided it was not, and never had been stopped and slowly made its way forward again, the hellhound shifted and shuddered and turned an eye to Helen.
"Lewis," He said calmly, ever so calmly, through teeth that smiled and snarled and ached, "Take care o' you an' yours. I've got this--promise."
(( Helen Jekyll ))
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Helen Jekyll  Tairais • a year ago • edited
Helen startled at the shouting, jerking her head up to fix Lewis with a look of pure distress.
She staggered back one step, then another, about to turn around when the hellhound fixed her with its gaze and she merely shuddered to a halt.
Now there was nothing but her, the beast, and the dread thudding fiercely in her chest, driving her to fight or flee, but she could do neither, stuck as she was, shivering and vulnerable and maybe if she just didn’t move it wouldn’t attack—
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
"Will do," Weir agreed. He dropped the fire extinguisher to better skirt around the Hellbeast, sprinting in great strides to Helen and hoisting her backward over his shoulder.
The extinguisher hit the ground with a clang as they fled. He took the steps two at a time, never pausing to look back.
((Tairais ))
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Charricthran took in the beast, took note of Lewis, fleeing, fleeting, gone and safe for now. Time snapped to a start and fangs snapped to his arm, through his arm.
The hellhound, to its mind, should have burned him. Charricthran, to his mind, should have burned it. To that end, they were both wrong, both right: they burned each other, acid and darkness and flame and light.
He snapped open a wing, snapped open his arms, snapped open the sky Between shadow-and-wind; the beast snapped a tooth against ancient stone and howled its pain. It cowered as if it would cover its mouth with its hands, had it any.
Charricthran put his hands on his hips and tilted his head, tutting softly.
"Ya gonna play nice an' let me help ya, or are ya gonna be a fraggin' nuisance?"
He was answered with a lunge, with fang against wing, with bone against blood.
"Guess tha' answers tha', then."
The sound of battle filled the air: shouts of triumph and rage and snarls of pain and grim satisfaction; the clatter of claw on claw on ground; a squelching that didn't fit; a howl from one voice, a roar from three.
All these and more, drowning a darkened, starlit sky.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • a year ago
((Helen Jekyll ))
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Helen Jekyll  Tairais • a year ago
Helen caught sight of Lewis charging towards her and her knees nearly buckled, only just managing to shut her eyes and brace herself for the coming impact before she was repositioned in a single swift motion, the movement fast but fluid in a way that left her stunned, rather than jarred.
She was quite simply unable to react, feeling as though her heart had stopped from the shock of it.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
Lewis, for his part, raced down the stairs from the seventh story, not stopping till they were only two floors from the ground level of the tower.
Not wanting to risk an encounter with the denizens of the Other with Helen present, he deciding against going down further for the time being, instead keeping an ear trained on the goings-on above.
"I think we can rest here for now," he told Helen.
"Do you feel ready to stand, or do you need a moment?"
((Tairais ))
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
The sounds above were fainter, muffled by a strange sense of time and a normal sense of distance. Somewhere, there was the unmistakable snap of a bone breaking thunder that shook the ivy-covered walls of the third-to-last floor.
There was silence for a time, then the rapid scrabble of claws trying to climb, to escape. A low murmur beckoned otherwise and was subsequently ignored, turning into a low hiss of frustration.
The storm picked up again after that, howling and shuddering and thundering all the while.
(( Helen Jekyll ))
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chatterghosts • a year ago • edited
(( @Tairais!
“Richard's smile softened, practically goo at the edges. He reached up to touch his lips with his free hand with the sort of reverence that one typically held for holy places. Then again, perhaps Elias was the closest thing to religion the man had ever had.
He said nothing, afraid of breaking such a hard-won moment, but his eyes held a richness of affection and heartbreaking devotion that spoke all of its own.”
For my response, I recommend this song:
. It served as a basis for part of what he says, and it’s just generally a good descriptor for his reflection in this response. ))
Elias upheld the silence for another full minute or so, his hand finding Richard’s once more, his mind quietly cataloguing the many little things comprising this rare moment of peace for later reflection.
His heart was no longer whole — it never would be — but for that instant, it had stopped its aching.
When the moment passed and the silence veered into a questionable length of time, Elias opted for musing. “For much of my childhood, I was told by family and friends to... ‘never change’. I have always felt discontent since, afraid that if I ever came across them again, they would see how much I have...”
His voice, gaze and thought drifted aside, lost in the turbulent nature of his feelings. He hadn’t spoken to anyone about Artemis since his passing.
“Having Arty in my life, I think, was...good, for me. It brought back some of my— my humanity. And in his... his...”
Elias let his head rest against Richard’s collarbone, as if the action would bring him the strength to complete the statement. “In his death, it was like everything — all had snapped back to where it had been before. I didn’t think I could ever find peace, or find...happiness. Frankly, I still don’t know if I’ll ever— ever get accustomed to this ‘new normal’.”
That particular word choice encompassed more than the loss - it was his arm, his brother, the strange memories that scratched at his subconscious, his heartbreaks old and new. The world seemed a constant adjustment, as if it couldn’t allow him to settle and heal around a ‘new normal’. It frustrated him to no end.
But.
“But... I know I cannot just go back. And there are people who can provide the constancy I need to move forward — I hope- I know I have you. And Nicolette, Oliver, Lewis, Charricthran, and — and even Huxley and Fiona. These - you are all my family, and I— I’m certain I can move forward. And I don’t have to...fear that change.”
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Tairais  chatterghosts • a year ago
Richard was silent for for some time, digesting truth and sentiment in equal measure. As he thought, his fingers traced gentle patterns wherever they could kindly reach: what could not be spoken in words was shared with simple gesture, an unvoiced 'I am here'.
When he spoke, it was thoughtful, considerate, cautious in the way of those uncertain of if their intent was clear.
"We are none of us the same from day-to-day, but our lives are forever shaped by the foundations that are made, that we make. I am grateful to be a part of your foundation, as I am grateful you are part of mine."
His fingers stopped their wanderings as he continued, pressing the full weight of his belief into words.
"Know that, for as long as you will have me, I will walk every forward step with you, as I am sure this family would, too."
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