[The brothers are at it again.  But at least this time they're speaking English?]

Horst.  Move.  You're in my way.

You don't need to go out today, Johannes, let's stay in, just the two of us. We can... bond or something.  Like brothers.  You'd like that, wouldn't you?

There's nothing in this world that I would like to do less  than that, Horst.  We do ( Read more... )

[Someone is holding Johannes' PCD, and it is clearly not him, because what the PCD is currently filming is his sleeping face, which is surprisingly soft and human for those of you familiar with the neighborhood necromancer.  There's a moment of silence before Horst's voice breaks through, loud and clear and annoyingly singsongy, from where he's ( Read more... )

[The video feed switches on to reveal a man of relatively average height and blonde hair dressed impeccably and entirely in black and holding a black Gladstone bag in one hand and an ebony cane topped with a silver skull headpiece in the other and looking very much like he's just stepped off the train at the wrong exit and only just ( Read more... )