I'm fine; just a bit uneasy with him being here obviously. Why the hell are you bringing him up? --don't tell me. [Please don't start questioning him again.]
Yes, it doesn't, but you have to remember he's still Duke Baskerville, and is used to doing as such.
[SORRY ELLIOT.]
I'm just...a little worried. Elliot— [How to phrase this without sounding like a total crackpot.] Don't- if the situation ever comes up, don't play Lacie in front of him.
[A click before making his way out there. He's taking his time because he still doesn't know how to feel about you, okay Jack? But he'll make it out there about five or ten minutes later.]
[Welp. Elliot took a while to answer that one. Yes and no.. Giving a few moments of thought before taking his chance to speak.]
I wouldn't necessarily call them memories, Jack. [He'll stop, shaking his head. This was harder than he thought; no one really knew about the dreams except for Leo.
..Leo. Cue just one headache right now.
Walking to sit upon the bench, he'll lace his fingers together, placing them against his forehead. He began sounding very unsure about what he started saying.] The entire place is on fire, and I'm just standing there with my sword..
A few times, I saw the back of someone's head but I couldn't make out who it was. I think I killed the people there, Jack. My sword was--... [He'll stop now. He didn't feel too comfortable.]
[Jack hesitates, before following Elliot to the bench, touching one of the roses at this side of the path. He'd described how Glen would've seen it. Sablier was all fire and blood and to have memories - if not memories, dreams - of such...
It could mean a lot of things. Jack doesn't want to believe any one of them.]
There's actually more than one explanation for that, but. Have you told anyone else about it?
[He'll sit up fully, placing his hands against his knees to grip firmly. He felt something inside him become slightly displeased with his next few words.]
He was once here but then.. he was taken away by what brings us here.
[He shakes his head.] I'm glad you told me about this, Elliot. [But it's weird, usually Glens know what they are.] Wait, one last thing— Do you have a Chain?
[voice / private]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:29 am (UTC)I'm fine; just a bit uneasy with him being here obviously. Why the hell are you bringing him up? --don't tell me. [Please don't start questioning him again.]
[voice / private]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:33 am (UTC)[SORRY ELLIOT.]
I'm just...a little worried. Elliot— [How to phrase this without sounding like a total crackpot.] Don't- if the situation ever comes up, don't play Lacie in front of him.
[voice / private]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:37 am (UTC)[An annoyed groan.]
Dammit, I thought we were over this whole thing. I think I learned the lesson not to play it in front of you guys. Thanks to someone.
[voice / private]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:39 am (UTC)[why're you like that >:]
Well, my apologies then, but we have to be careful. Have...
Be honest with me. Have you been hearing voices in your head?
[voice / private]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:44 am (UTC)Jack, where are you right now?
[voice / private]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:45 am (UTC)Out in the gardens. Near the roses.
[voice / private] > [action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:48 am (UTC)[A click before making his way out there. He's taking his time because he still doesn't know how to feel about you, okay Jack? But he'll make it out there about five or ten minutes later.]
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:50 am (UTC)...Elliot? [A white rose falls to the ground.]
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:54 am (UTC)You asked if I heard voices.. What makes you think I have?
[1/3]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:56 am (UTC)[2/3]
Date: 2011-03-27 09:57 am (UTC)[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:00 am (UTC)I hate to bring this up, but— that night, when I lost my mind? Do you remember what I told you?
[Jack looks at Elliot.]
That stands partly true. Glen's successors retain the memories of the previous ones, though suppressed.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:06 am (UTC)[A quick glance while listening to the older man. It makes sense but he doesn't want to admit such a thing. So he'll skip to the point.]
I've been having a few headaches lately but with that.. just a few speaking in my head.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:07 am (UTC)Do you have memories of— things you haven't done? Places you've never been to?
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:18 am (UTC)[Welp. Elliot took a while to answer that one. Yes and no.. Giving a few moments of thought before taking his chance to speak.]
I wouldn't necessarily call them memories, Jack. [He'll stop, shaking his head. This was harder than he thought; no one really knew about the dreams except for Leo.
..Leo. Cue just one headache right now.
Walking to sit upon the bench, he'll lace his fingers together, placing them against his forehead. He began sounding very unsure about what he started saying.] The entire place is on fire, and I'm just standing there with my sword..
A few times, I saw the back of someone's head but I couldn't make out who it was. I think I killed the people there, Jack. My sword was--... [He'll stop now. He didn't feel too comfortable.]
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:23 am (UTC)[Jack hesitates, before following Elliot to the bench, touching one of the roses at this side of the path. He'd described how Glen would've seen it. Sablier was all fire and blood and to have memories - if not memories, dreams - of such...
It could mean a lot of things. Jack doesn't want to believe any one of them.]
There's actually more than one explanation for that, but. Have you told anyone else about it?
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:29 am (UTC)Yes, just one..
[He'll bring a hand up and place index and middle finger against his temple.]
Leo knew about the dreams. He'd be there when I woke up from them.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:33 am (UTC)[He takes a step closer, but doesn't dare move to comfort him; Elliot seems like the flighty sort.]
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:38 am (UTC)[He'll sit up fully, placing his hands against his knees to grip firmly. He felt something inside him become slightly displeased with his next few words.]
He was once here but then.. he was taken away by what brings us here.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:40 am (UTC)[He smiles wryly.] I'm sorry.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:42 am (UTC)[He didn't need an apology from you. Looking away once more, he'll grunt.]
Anything else you need to ask?
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 10:59 am (UTC)[He shakes his head.] I'm glad you told me about this, Elliot. [But it's weird, usually Glens know what they are.] Wait, one last thing— Do you have a Chain?
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 11:24 am (UTC)No. I don't.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 11:33 am (UTC)[He nods, and he turns to fully face him.]
Don't...worry too much about it, will you? The voices and all.
[action.]
Date: 2011-03-27 12:24 pm (UTC)It's hard not to now since you're talking about them like this. But I get what you're saying; I'll try.
[action.]
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From:[action.] welp my mind was impure there.
From:[action.] hey man swordfighting is a pure and manly sport i mean
From:[action.] yeah says the gayest person ever 1/3... gdit
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From:done. :|
From:[action] WOW RUDE
From:[action] RUDE? I SEE NOTHING RUDE ABOUT THIS.
From:[action] respect your elders young man
From:[action.] shut up oldy.
From:[action.] you shut your mouth do you need to be disciplined
From:[action.] sorry old man i'm not into that
From:[action.] I'M NOT OLD /punches
From:[action.] oh my god rude /punches back
From:[action.] /KICKS AT?!
From:[action.] /STRANGLES?!
From:[action.] well at least my head's intact (unsure)
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