Wow. That's real deep, Charles. Jeeves? Charles-Jeeves.
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Cheeves!
...No, Charles just rolls off the tongue, let's stick with that.
[ is she joking because she's tense? maybe a little. he seems so calm in the face of the slowly suffocating feeling of dread that accompanies that distant darkness - a darkness that seems closer, more real than it had a moment ago.
and she's watching him from periphery as she pretends that she's totally fine with standing here in her would-be dream with this would-be figment of her imagination, not at all intimidated by the would-be choice in front of her.
or maybe she's just looking for him to make it first so she has a valid excuse to go with him. it'd be... easier, yeah. easier, if she doesn't have to go by herself, even if she knows she can't trust this guy far as she can throw him. or shoot him, even. or blow him up? all of the above, really. ]
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[ a clap-- ]
Cheeves!
...No, Charles just rolls off the tongue, let's stick with that.
[ is she joking because she's tense? maybe a little. he seems so calm in the face of the slowly suffocating feeling of dread that accompanies that distant darkness - a darkness that seems closer, more real than it had a moment ago.
and she's watching him from periphery as she pretends that she's totally fine with standing here in her would-be dream with this would-be figment of her imagination, not at all intimidated by the would-be choice in front of her.
or maybe she's just looking for him to make it first so she has a valid excuse to go with him. it'd be... easier, yeah. easier, if she doesn't have to go by herself, even if she knows she can't trust this guy far as she can throw him. or shoot him, even. or blow him up? all of the above, really. ]