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[whoisslade]

Who:Slade,Selene
What: What lurks in the dark corners of a madman's mind?
When: September 23rd, 2009, Nighttime
Where: Slade's apartment/Mental dreamscape

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[luminarydream]

Or so he might believe, but the room never changes. Except...something. Something was there.

A person, in fact, standing in his doorway. The sneaking had been subtle, something of a practiced thing, but now, the person was obviously trying to draw his attention. At least, they would be, if it was someone who knew how good Slade was at noticing such things.

[whoisslade]

Slade's eye flickered to the motion at the door and slowly, deliberately turned to face it, his muscles coiled like that of a Jungle cat. Who dared trespass in his home? His sanctuary?

[possess_mute]

"I thought it wouldn't take you too long to notice," a voice spoke. One that would be vaguely familiar. What was wrong?

It was too old. No, the voice should have been younger, higher pitched. A child's voice. This was the voice of a young man.

A young man who should have only had that child's voice.

[whoisslade]

It was a rare occasion when anything surprised Slade...

This was one of those occasions. His eye was wide with surprise, which quickly was washed away by self discipline into an impassive look.

"If I'd known you were coming, I'd have baked a cake." Slade responded sarcastic and dry as he tried to appear unphased.