scene xvi

[decadenzas]

[between the attack on the dairy, Vietnam’s droning, and the ensuing confusion, Charles has made himself scarce. seclusion can be a blessing and he’s taken full advantage of that, rarely leaving his bedroom for a while. in fact, he doesn’t seem to exit the house at all, save a short trip to the park to talk with Lucy and an hour during the night in

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[madeofstoic]

[ What's this? Higgs isn't watching you in particular- more accurately he was just walking down the street and heard you throw the rubble in there. So now he's staring down the crater too. ]

[decadenzas]

[he glances over from nudging another couple of rocks in] They're too small to make much noise when they hit the bottom. You would make a nicer sound, you know? Much easier to judge the distance that way. [the nicest. he doesn't make any move to leave his current spot, though.]

[madeofstoic]

[ Oh. Oh god, more crazy people. Great. Deal with it like he's a Spark, Higgs. Like he's a Spark. ] ...No boulders 'round here that y'could roll in?

[decadenzas]

[good thing for Higgs that he actually seems to take the suggestion seriously then, huh. he gives the nearby area a glance-over though he already knows he'll find nothing.]

Not boulders, no, but I suppose a large enough piece of rubble would do the trick just as well. It wouldn't be nearly as entertaining, though.

[madeofstoic]

[ Oh, he's pretty used to people with that mentality. ] ...If y'r really lookin' for somethin' like that, y'could try a mouse or somethin'.

[ Not that he's being mean to the mice! He just doesn't want to get pushed into a ditch. ]

[decadenzas]

Even with my hearing, something as small as a mouse would be difficult to catch, depending on how deep this crater truly is. [his nose wrinkles momentarily and he brings his hand to his chin in a gesture of thought]

It's a shame this is such a horrid city, or I'd be inclined to think this could be a way out.

[madeofstoic]

O'course. Think there'd be more to it than that.

[decadenzas]

Hm. [he brings his foot to the very edge of the crater and leaves it there for a moment before abruptly turning away] Ah well, I'm certain it will be gone soon, wherever it leads to. At least we've a dead milkman for our troubles.