Application for John Trent: In the Mouth of Madness

Aug 04, 2007 20:43

A minute ago, he'd been watching a movie. John Trent still had the popcorn bucket in his hand -it was one of the super-sized ones, so it was still half-full- and had a handful of greasy kernels halfway to his mouth. Without a word, he dropped the popcorn back into the bucket and wiped his hands on his pants leg. He smelled like fake butter and ( Read more... )

john trent, johnny c, chance silvey, sidney reilly, application, noah bennet, carrie white, merlin

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 04:03:38 UTC
Trent's DIY wardrobe decoration reminded Carrie uneasily of her mother.

On the other hand, at least she could be fairly certain this wasn't some elaborate, twisted Damien Thorn mindgame.

"What's with all the crosses?"

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 04:13:17 UTC
"Keeps the evil away," he replied causally. "At least, that's what I told the shrink. I think it might have worked. Or it did. I'm not sure anymore." He offered the ink to her. "Want one?"

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 04:15:32 UTC
"No thanks. Got my own already." She pulled a small gold cross on a thin chain up from under the collar of her blouse. "Any particular evil you're tryin' t'ward off, or just evil in general?"

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 04:21:07 UTC
"THE evil." He rolled his eyes. "The end of the world, the madness. Didn't you read the end of the book?"

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 04:31:12 UTC
"If you mean Revelations, yes I did. Why d'you think the Seven Seals are openin' now?"

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 04:36:02 UTC
He sighed in irritation. "Not that book. What are you, some kind of nut? The latest Cane book. Everybody's read it by now."

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 04:44:53 UTC
A small frown wrinkled her brow.

"Whose book? I, um. Don't read a lot that ain't for school. Mama made me read the Bible, but she wouldn't let me have much else."

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 05:06:14 UTC
He had black all over his hands. That was the problem with ink. It got everywhere. "Hold this," he said, passing the ink bottle over.

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 05:07:30 UTC
"Sure." She took the bottle between thumb and index finger of one hand, and readied her wand with the other. "Want some help with that?"

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 05:11:48 UTC
"Nope." He smeared the ink all over his pants, then wiped the rest of it off on the wall. Trent took back the ink and started to freshen up the crosses on his arms. "You'll get to catch the movie," he continued, as if he hadn't interrupted the previous conversation. "It was a complete hack job, though. The guy who played me was terrible."

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 05:13:49 UTC
Her frown deepened. "I think I'm confused. You were in a movie, but somebody else was you?"

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 05:17:37 UTC
"Yeah. Apparently, I can't act." He turned back to the wall, but a second later swung back around sharply to face her. "What do you think of the color blue?"

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 05:19:13 UTC
She blinked in surprise. "Which blue? Lotta blues out there. Navy blue, royal blue, sky blue, aqua..."

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 05:20:16 UTC
"Blue. Blue in general." His attitude had turned from casual to rather intense.

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carri3_whit3 August 5 2007, 05:25:50 UTC
Carrie found herself leaning back slightly.

"Waal, I like the lighter blues. The darker ones don't look so good on me, but I got nothin' in particular against 'em. Why?"

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crossed_my_mind August 5 2007, 05:27:56 UTC
"You wouldn't say that blue is your favorite color, then?" he said. He looked as if he was about to shake the answer out of her.

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