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crazylikefawkes in daisychainrpg

no man is an island

Jun 01, 2009 19:36

Characters: Wolf, V.
Content: V admits, in his own manner, to being lonely and missing Evey. Wolf comes over to keep him company.
Location: The New Museum.
Time of day: Afternoon?
Warnings: Purple prose.

( He simply cannot be. He needs a hedge against the night---against the cold, cruel sea. )

wolf, v

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huff_puff_wolf June 2 2009, 04:51:30 UTC

It was the door...while it had been awhile since Wolf had last seen V, he was still open to visiting the strange masked man. He loved his Giselle, and appreciated the company of many of the others living in the Strand, but sometimes it got a little too crowded for his wild-and-free instincts. Especially after that last fiasco of...what what was her name again...making that horrible noisy machine-y racket that woke up the whole place. That had been more than unpleasant.

So he stepped into the museum with only the briefest of knocks, and proceeded to smell his way around a little. It'd been awhile since he'd been here; some of the smells were different. There was definitely still the scent of roses, he remembered those being at his and Giselle's wedding.

Of course, the place was big, and V very easily got lost inside it. "Hell-ooooooooo there!"

crazylikefawkes June 4 2009, 05:04:35 UTC

So it had been. V whirled, and set for the source of the sound. He stepped lightly and stepped lively, galvanized by the spark of the spotlight. Anyone was an audience, and
the show must go on
acting---even impersonating an idea---came easily, almost automatically, although Wolf being an audience with whom he could speak openly and earnestly was important. There was still a man beneath the mask, and he was not always acting.

"Hello to you, too."

V appeared around a corner in a flourish of black cloak, and strode forward with definite purpose. He lifted both arms, palms-up, in a gesture of welcome, and seemed to brighten beneath the mask. "These walls have been wanting for a soul such as yours; it is a pleasure to see you again."

huff_puff_wolf June 4 2009, 18:35:23 UTC

"Have they?" He titled his head in thought at the idea, but brushed it off quickly. Talking walls wouldn't be the strangest thing he'd ever encountered in his life, and he wouldn't rule them out, but perhaps they would be odd even for here. "Although it is good to see you again!"

Once spotting him, he started in his general direction, removing his heavy coat with an eager flourish as he did so. "Awwwr, you seem a little...quieter than usual," Wolf got straight to the point, although admittedly it was sometimes hard to tell what was loud and what was quiet for V.

crazylikefawkes June 6 2009, 09:58:24 UTC

"These walls, these halls, and their inhabitants, after a fashion; if any approach can stir their silence, it is yours." V shrugged, stopping and tilting his head to make use of the watery winter light; given its angle, it granted a warmer cast to his sculpted smile. "It is good to see you, too."

"I suppose so, and I am not at all surprised." Although he glanced to the ground before looking to Wolf, he did appreciate the honesty. It still seemed novel---though he supposed that was the side effect of all the smoke and mirrors he'd employed over the years.

A funny thing, this, that off-stage has slipped away. That in mind, he supposed he could meet the man halfway. "I've lost Eve, and our good-byes were graceless."

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