3rd voodoo curse

[beardonfire]

[A: Locked to mr_dynames

Neil Dylandy? You are a dead man. Nothing personal of course, you just happen to be standing in the way of what LeChuck wants, and we can't have that, can we

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[poisonivyforyou]

[Ivy had been... pensive since she got the letter. She still had lingering doubts about what to do, but in the end she always reached the same conclusion: She wasn't able to to kill her friend.

And now, the cherry on top, she'd begun to have visions, of a world without plants, the world she most feared. It was the town telling her to finish her friend once and for all.

Well, the town could keep waiting.]

[beardonfire]

[This was the place! Now to get down to business. LeChuck knocked on the door and rehearsed in his head what he was going to say so not to arouse suspicion.]

[poisonivyforyou]

[It takes a while for her to open the door, but she finally does]

...yeah? May I help you?

[beardonfire]

[LeChuck doesn't even bat an eye at the less than friendly greeting.]

Good afternoon! I'm selling these fine leather jackets. You seem like a woman of good taste, perhaps you would be interested?

[mr_dynames]

[Sniper instincts means he's camped out in a high place, looking for his target in the park. In his case, it's a tree where he's attempted to hide himself. He's been camped up there for hours and in an attempt to loosen up, he's stood up to straighten his legs briefly. However, things didn't go as planned when his foot slipped and landed on a much smaller branch. It snapped under the force as he clung to the tree to keep from falling. Praying that no one heard it, he scanned the area as he resettled into a crouching position.]

((Ughhhhh I am so sorry for my lateness rl and other stuff kicked my behind. /face in hands))

[beardonfire]

[LeChuck was expecting this to be easy, but he never expected his target would all but drop into his lap! He stops and watches Mr. Dylandy try to save his dignity before heading over and addressing him in the most jovial tone he could muster.]

Good morning! You've certainly found a good place to, ah, hang around, didn't you?

((It's cool! Stuff happens! :D))

[mr_dynames]

[Worst. Luck. Ever. Maybe if this guy sees fit to leave him alone, he'll find another piece of high ground to camp at. Maybe a rooftop somewhere.]

Heh... yeah, I did. [He hid his gun discretely in his waistband.] So... how are you enjoying this nice weather?

[beardonfire]

Quite nice, isn't it? Such an odd contrast to all of this gruesome business going on, isn't it?

[Yes, yes, keep talking. Lower his guard. This was going to be easy.]