scene xii

[decadenzas]

[Charles has been in a strange state since the candy has worn off, having gone through a difficult reunion and troublesome regain practically back to back. in lieu of sleeping and eating properly, he's been alternating between anxious pacing, sitting in silent concentration with the phone to his ear, or disappearing entirely for hours at a time.

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suck it charles!!!! also c

[is_an_island]

Oh, you're actually outside.

Surprising.

[decadenzas]

[stabs fork against the plate

it leaves a crack]

I come outside quite often, thank you.

[is_an_island]

I see.

Out to buy more cake?

[decadenzas]

More or less. [do you feel the 'I don't want to talk to you right now' vibes, England. do you.]

C and yeah he can bite her /screams

[lotuslife]

[e...even more bipolar than usual??

she's probably at least noticed that he's been acting strange lately, but after the bizarre effects of the candy, who wasn't?

so she's spying on him from a table nearby at the bakery, hidden behind a ridiculous hat and sunglasses. the disguise isn't that great. she probably would've been better off hiding in the awning of the store, but the baker yelled at her the last time she did that.]

...

[decadenzas]

[scanning the drones, blissfully unaware! that one's too fat, and that one looks oily, how gross. he's pretty sure that one will be noticed if they go missing... too loud, too tiny, too Nam, too-

backtracks. she's getting a very disgruntled stare now.]

[lotuslife]

[FUCK. THROWS A SMOKEBOMB AND FLEES.

no wait she doesn't have any smokebombs. FFFUUU.......

best to pretend she just happens to be a woman who looks suspiciously like Nam. have an oblivious stare back.]

[decadenzas]

[really. really. he doesn't bother getting out of his chair yet because he can't tell if she honestly thinks he doesn't recognise her or if she's just being strange as per usual.]

...Would it be best if I don't ask what you're doing?

B GODJESUS TYVM

[scentofbauhinia]

[after side-stepping a pair of gardening shears or something similar

quietly takes a seat next to not!son on the bench

apparently oblivious to any rabid behaviour. or maybe he's just unphased as usual]

[decadenzas]

[acts like he didn't just lob something sharp and heavy at him....]

Don't sit on my roses. [btw he probably left the kitchen a mess on his way out the door. shit happens right!!]

[scentofbauhinia]

[lol charles HE SLEEPS IN THERE HOW DARE YOU

just nods a bit in confirmation, before commenting in his usual blah tone of voice]

Grumpier than usual today.

[decadenzas]

[RUINING YOUR BEDSPACE have a miffed glare as he scoots farther away and moves a few roses with him.] The epitome of a brilliant observer as usual, I see.

C.....he has no blood?

[likescats]

[Er probably not as this non drone doesn't actually have any blood. Don't mind him he's just looking around.]

[decadenzas]

[oh hey there's something you don't see every day... staring a little bit. he hasn't come across any apparently dead things in town yet, this is new!!]

[likescats]

[Glances over and yes his voice does just appear in your head.]

CAN I HELP YOU?

[decadenzas]

[looks at in mild confusion for a second]

...Ah, pardon. [DID HE JUST OFFEND A SKELETON BY STARING...] I haven't seen you in town before.

B and go ahead!

[rulethegame]

[The trowel heads towards his face, then swerves to the side at the last second to sail harmlessly through thin air. Joshua doesn't even blink.]

Having fun?

[decadenzas]

[........strange!! it's enough to momentarily quell his anger at least - a good thing, as he'd been winding up to pitch his second set of shears. he settles on slamming them into the bench instead.]

Miles of fun, yes. So much fun that my eyes may start bleeding from the force of it.

[rulethegame]

With a face like yours? That'd be a real pity.

[He tilts his head. Where has he heard this voice before . . . ah, yes.]

Weekend not go very well? You didn't strike me as the type to be prone to fits of rage, but I suppose we all perform differently under pressure.

[decadenzas]

[he arches a brow at the first statement, but his expression quickly sours as the person he'd taken as a stranger continues talking. not such a stranger after all; he definitely recalls that voice.]

You could say that. [he works the shears out of the bench with ease, setting them to the side. can't seem too emotionally unstable.] There's an annoying fly buzzing around, you know?