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Characters: Hugo Stiglitz
Setting: Hallway
Time: Day 019
Summary: Hugo's overheating and going slightly crazy from constant noise.
Warnings: Nothing yet.

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Break was equally miserable. He'd shed his overcoat and his cravat and a lollipop had been fashioned into a sort of parasol for Emily, but it didn't help as much as he would have liked. He was still in long sleeves and he couldn't take that off-- he may have gotten away with it before, but not with Alice and Oz wandering about. They would know what his contractor's seal meant, and he didn't really want to deal with the consequences if they saw it. So instead he had kicked off his boots and spread himself out over as much of the cool stone floor as he could manage. He's blocked most of the hallway in the process, but that was hardly his problem, now was it?

He'd been lying there in relative peace and had almost dozed off when some young ruffian started shouting. Break cracked open his single red eye to glare at the intruder, who was stripping and flinging things to the floor and, by all appearances, yelling at the wall. How utterly sane of him.

"Be quiet?" Emily piped up. "But he's the loudest thing here, isn't he?"
"That we can

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Hugo turned his head at the sound of voices. He wasn't certain how he could have missed the man spanning the hallway--He supposed it was the heat and his lack of rest, clouding his usually keen senses, but it was still inexcuseable. He would be more vigilant from now on, or likely he would miss something that would end his life.

He didn't know what to do with the commentary of the two beings looking at them, and, as was Hugo's way, when he didn't know what to say he just stared blankly and intently. He memorized what he could about them, assessed possible weaknesses and strengths, what angles they could attack from, how he would defend--

A yawn snuck up on him, starting at the base of his spine and spreading through his body. He kept his eyes open enough to watch the other occupants of the hall, but he knew they now knew he was tired, overheated, and at a weak point. Anticipating an attack, he wrapped his hand around his machine gun.

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If Break had considered Hugo sane before, he certainly didn't now. The staring was bad enough-- not abnormal, perhaps, but still quite rude. Still, the man seemed content to live and let live, so Break wasn't going to complain. But that was before Break caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and looked over to find that the man was actually shifting to keep a hand on his weapon.

Really? Break was sprawled out on the floor, apparently unarmed, and even if Hugo had known that his cane contained a sword, it was barely within reach. As far as Break was concerned this was paranoia at its finest. He sat up slowly. It would be best not to make any sudden movements while the man had his hand on that thing; it was much larger and more complicated than anything he'd seen back home, but it was still distinctly gun-like, and he wasn't particularly interested in being shot today.

"Staring is rude, you know," he said, putting on an air of nonchalance. He pulled a few hard mints out of his pocket. "Peppermint? Keeps you cool."

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Hugo eyed the slow moving man. Clearly he was trying to seem nonthreatening (Which didn't assuage Hugo's suspicions at all.) and that, at least, made Hugo less inclined to shoot him. None of the actual people here had tried to kill him yet-- He had no real reason to suspect this man would. Still, it had been a long day, and Hugo's nerves were not at their best.

"Yes. I know." Hugo eyes the peppermints, weighing the pros and cons of taking mints from men he did not know. "Yes, thank you."

His approach for the mints made him look rather like a wary, startled wild animal, moving slowly and ready for any attempt on his life. He left the gun behind, but he had a pistol and a knife on his belt, as well. Hugo liked to be armed to the teeth, even if all he was doing was being offered peppermints.