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[madolyn_madden]

There was a period of time in which Madolyn thought the door wouldn't come back, and it had all been a weird dream of some sort. A dream that didn't explain a lot of what had been carried back into her own world. Needless to say, there's a certain amount of relief on her face as she comes into Milliways today. She heads straight for the bar,

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[girlcalldchuck]

A young woman is curiously looking at the collection of test-tubes, wondering whether she really should wake the man up.

Well, if anything, he might want to find somewhere comfier to sleep.

She taps his shoulder.

[formalde_hyde]

Initially, Jekyll only gives a very reluctant sort of twitch. After a moment, however, he straightens up, one hand on the table, the other rubbing at his eyes.

He turns to look at Chuck as quickly as he can, half-apologetic smile on his features.

"Hel-- hello. I'm terribly sorry, do you need this table?"

[girlcalldchuck]

"Hi," she replies, before shaking her head.

"Nope. I just thought you might want to find a bed to sleep in. It's a lot comfier than a booth."

[formalde_hyde]

"Oh."

Concern isn't something he's often on the receiving end of, and as a result he seems a little surprised, but pleasantly so.

"Thank you," Jekyll says, giving a small laugh. "I should.. I should be awake, anyway."

Then, putting out his hand, "Dr. Henry Jekyll, at your service."

[girlcalldchuck]

She smiles.

"Right! I thought you looked familiar. It's been a while since I was last here, so I'm sort of reorienting myself." She takes his hand anyway. "I'm Charlotte - or Chuck, really."

[formalde_hyde]

There's a certain amount of mortification on his features as he realizes that he's met her already (an embarrassment that only grows as sleep starts detaching itself from him).

Post-handshake, Jekyll places both of his hands on the table, shoulders hunched over in a self-conscious sort of way.

"It's been a long time for me as well," he admits, "Long enough that my already faulty memory has grown a few more holes. It's lovely to see you again, though, Chuck.

"Would you like a seat?"

[girlcalldchuck]

"Sure," she says cheerfully, taking the seat across from him. "It's good to see you too. I still don't know very many people here, so it's good to see a familiar face."

Leaning forward, arms crossed over the table, she gestures to the test-tubes.

"So what're those for?"

[formalde_hyde]

He hesitates for a single moment, but manages to stammer out a response.

"D-- do you remember what I told you, when I first came here? That I was a-- a bit of a trouble in general? It has to do with that. Trying to cure myself, so to speak."

[girlcalldchuck]

"Cure yourself?" She frowns, looking slightly concerned. She can't help it; it's that need to take care of people thing. "I'm not sure what you mean."

[formalde_hyde]

Not telling isn't a option he's going to let himself take.

"A while ago, I -- I invented a potion that would, ah, split my personalities. The bad side and the good side. I hoped to do this as a way to get rid of the bad aspects of people entirely, but --"

Jekyll pauses, meeting her eyes.

"It didn't work in the way that I intended it to. You see, my body now houses two separate beings. There's me, the normal me, and there's -- there's Edward Hyde.

"He is, in a way, me, but he is -- he is much more. He's a monster. The embodiment of every single terrible thing about me. The potion allows him to take over the -- our physical form, but he's constantly in my thoughts, constantly --"

And even then, he can hear Hyde laughing, and he almost winces.

He's pretty sure the explanation was kind of shoddy.

[girlcalldchuck]

"Oh."

It isn't shoddy so much as confusing for someone like Chuck who's never even heard of such a thing before (well, except for maybe in stories).

"That -" she pauses, finally admitting, "sounds terrible."

She glances towards the test-tubes again. "So you're trying to find a cure to ... get both of your personalities together again?"