[he doesn't move, doesn't so much as budge against the weight suddenly against him. he embraces him without a second thought, desperate to pull him close while all too aware of how quickly he might dissolve into shadow and disappear.]
[80/20 split between amusement and anger at that, but it isn't his anger.]
It wasn't an issue with gauntlets. But as more pieces show up, the more it's going to feed. [boy he is glad he threw that shit into the ocean before the ghosts...] And the power it gains goes straight to... [tap-tap-taps his fingers in a mock drumroll] You guessed it. The very scary, evil alter ego. Who will not be as enjoyable a passenger as I've been.
[it's a pretty confident guess, given the seething bile stuck to the interior of his skull.]
Can you even imagine the number of "Big Bads" I've broken over the years. [he pulls back slightly, but only so he can properly grin up at him.] As impressive as you find yourself, I highly doubt he'll be the exception. I'll take whatever meager enjoyment he'll provide, and then I'll get you back. Simple enough.
[for someone that is in the middle of an extended mental breakdown, he sounds rather confident about it.]
I'm sure we can come up with some sort of list. [or steal Max's he has good taste.]
... I don't have many talents, but this does happen to fall into the category of things I'm good at. Don't stress yourself into dredging him up sooner.
Your confidence is reassuring. And the idea of you crushing Vile under your heel does sound... appealing. [he chuckles.] I suppose I can find something else to keep my mind off of it.
I'm not as good at that, but I can certainly try...
[a pause. his expression goes neutral.]
... By the way. Tell your ward that, while I hate to encourage her terrible Catholic guilt addiction, the specific absolution she's looking for would be found with Friday. I was cut off, as she's very well aware.
Please, let me have this. [definitely not going to piss off the evil cat living in his head by fantasizing about the Captain murdering him in fun creative ways...]
[his voice shakes a bit as he does it, but he reaches up and takes his hand to hold it there.]
Aren't you the least bit worried? What with how often people seem to just... hang around out here... It's only a matter of time before you're caught calling.
he leans forward, just up a bit, and places a quick peck of a kiss against the bottom curve of his jaw. because Ava isn't the only person on board spending too much time trying to figure out how to kiss a skeleton.
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Door's unlocked. [and he's gone, again. but, this time, at least, he knows where he is.]
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I don't deserve this at all. And yet, it's happening anyway. Isn't that just how life is.
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Life is best lived unpredictably. It's more fun that way.
[the thumb pauses, then begins again.]
...I need to tell you about the armor I've been receiving, if you don't know about it already.
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Yes, yes, something to do with your very scary alter ego... Continues to not be a problem...
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It wasn't an issue with gauntlets. But as more pieces show up, the more it's going to feed. [boy he is glad he threw that shit into the ocean before the ghosts...] And the power it gains goes straight to... [tap-tap-taps his fingers in a mock drumroll] You guessed it. The very scary, evil alter ego. Who will not be as enjoyable a passenger as I've been.
[it's a pretty confident guess, given the seething bile stuck to the interior of his skull.]
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[for someone that is in the middle of an extended mental breakdown, he sounds rather confident about it.]
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You do make it sound simple.
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Please don't let him kill the passengers.
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...We'll have to negotiate on the definition of annoying.
[which is probably going to be a whole other argument... but not one he wants to get into right now.]
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... I don't have many talents, but this does happen to fall into the category of things I'm good at. Don't stress yourself into dredging him up sooner.
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Your confidence is reassuring. And the idea of you crushing Vile under your heel does sound... appealing. [he chuckles.] I suppose I can find something else to keep my mind off of it.
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[a pause. his expression goes neutral.]
... By the way. Tell your ward that, while I hate to encourage her terrible Catholic guilt addiction, the specific absolution she's looking for would be found with Friday. I was cut off, as she's very well aware.
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...Hmm. What did she ask?
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[he says, as he slips Darcy's note over to him.]
Read it later. It's a bit of a mood-killer.
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No need to do that so soon. [he's going to take a chance, reach up, and brush a knuckle against the Captain's jaw.] Not when it's been so nice...
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Aren't you the least bit worried? What with how often people seem to just... hang around out here... It's only a matter of time before you're caught calling.
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[he shrugs. give the people what they want, right?]
Of course, you could whisk me off to the bridge, if you wanted privacy. But there's no guarantee how long I'll decide to stay.
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Well! That's. Certainly... not the worst false rumor about me...
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... Then it wouldn't matter much, in the end... if it happened to be... true, would it...
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Um. Yes. I mean, it --
[shit, take two, much more smoothly,]
-- It's the sort of rumor I wouldn't mind encouraging.
[nailed it]
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[a pause.
he leans forward, just up a bit, and places a quick peck of a kiss against the bottom curve of his jaw. because Ava isn't the only person on board spending too much time trying to figure out how to kiss a skeleton.
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Door's unlocked. [and he's gone, again. but, this time, at least, he knows where he is.]
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[...
well obviously, it would be rude not to accept such a graciously extended invitation...]