The ghost that possessed her happened to be from a reality of very powerful witches. That appears to be the only reason the situation avoided detection... We're rather lucky it wasn't one of her coven sisters that slipped through. We'd all be dead if Nan had broken out.
Don't know. Don't care. I assume it was Friday's fault.
[why focus on boring stuff like that when you can, say, wrap your arms around Skulduggery's middle and lean your head against him? that's way more fun.]
[ghhhhh he is incapable of not liking this, even if he's very focused right now! for real!]
Friday assumes it's her fault, too. [he brushes some of his hair away from his face, twining several strands lightly through his fingers.] The thing is, she isn't sure how it happened, either.
[he might think it's boring, but mysteries are basic enrichment for skeleton detectives. that goes doubly so for mysteries that threaten his own family.]
...If we don't know how it happened, we can't keep it from happening again. And I can't let it happen again. Not when I didn't notice the first time...
[one day, he'll be able to be called a term of endearment without immediately blushing and hiding his face. that day is not today. tomorrow isn't looking good, either.]
Bribing is a bit strong... I was thinking this was more along the lines of negotiation.
[he brushes his thumb against the shell of his ear, unable to visibly express the tender regard in his gaze.]
I think it would be nice. I think you might enjoy the experience, even without violent sabotage. And, I'll admit, I very selfishly would like to see everyone's faces when they realize you aren't going to incite a bloody massacre.
[there is an ulterior motive here, of course: the chance for everyone, friend and foe alike, to see what he sees. it's selfish and silly, but he does hope it helps.]
Well, negotiations on my end have gone fantastically. Is there something you'd like from me in return? Or am I witnessing more of your surprising generosity?
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The ghost that possessed her happened to be from a reality of very powerful witches. That appears to be the only reason the situation avoided detection... We're rather lucky it wasn't one of her coven sisters that slipped through. We'd all be dead if Nan had broken out.
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Do you have any idea how it happened? I'm assuming it was a simple accident, but...
[but you've met his paranoid bestie]
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[why focus on boring stuff like that when you can, say, wrap your arms around Skulduggery's middle and lean your head against him? that's way more fun.]
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Friday assumes it's her fault, too. [he brushes some of his hair away from his face, twining several strands lightly through his fingers.] The thing is, she isn't sure how it happened, either.
[he might think it's boring, but mysteries are basic enrichment for skeleton detectives. that goes doubly so for mysteries that threaten his own family.]
...If we don't know how it happened, we can't keep it from happening again. And I can't let it happen again. Not when I didn't notice the first time...
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[he glances up at him, a slight grin.]
I have everything under control. As per usual.
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he slips one arm around the Captain's back, the one in his hair moving to stroke the side of his face.]
Is that so... If you had everything under control, would you have ever let me get this close?
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[he maintains an expression of perfectly schooled seriousness, even as he leans into the touch.]
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[it's almost the perfect distraction.]
...Friday was surprised to be afforded so much liberty with me. You... didn't tell her about that? [like, you left that to him????]
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[a pause] Besides, she's quite specifically terrible at keeping these sorts of secrets. It's best to keep her in the dark about it.
[and that is the ACTUAL reason for that.....]
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[but, point taken.]
I'll continue to keep it vague, then. We don't need to be overshadowing the wedding party. [not before they're even married!]
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[...]
So, I... shouldn't be planning on ruining that wedding? [said with a tone like this is the first time that has even occurred to him.]
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They're already expecting you to ruin it, my dear. [hmm.] César wondered if you even knew how a wedding worked.
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I don't. I skipped ahead during those parts.
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Even in books?
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[... unless?]
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[here's his wedding present to the happy thruple.]
Maybe there's something I could do to make up for you not torturing the grooms-to-be?
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Are you bribing me?
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[he brushes his thumb against the shell of his ear, unable to visibly express the tender regard in his gaze.]
I think it would be nice. I think you might enjoy the experience, even without violent sabotage. And, I'll admit, I very selfishly would like to see everyone's faces when they realize you aren't going to incite a bloody massacre.
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Oh, that does sound very funny... Some of them will spend the whole time waiting for the other shoe to drop, and then it never does...
[a determined nod]
Okay. I'm convinced. It will be a lovely wedding.
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[a grin] I'll have to work on it.
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Well, negotiations on my end have gone fantastically. Is there something you'd like from me in return? Or am I witnessing more of your surprising generosity?
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Well, maybe... If you're not, you know, busy, or something...
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