Who: Dr. Facilier, John Wilkes Booth, Iroh
What: Facilier is all grown up and committing his first Barge murder.
Where: Somewhere around Booth's room - wherever Facilier can best get him alone. Later, Facilier's room.
Warnings: Stabbity bloody goodness.
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They say your ship was sinking, John... )
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He wasn't graduating from anything. And if he was stuck here for eternity, then he was going to send a message about certain things that were off limits for good.
"Now don't be like that, Mr. Booth, I'm just bein' friendly." Facilier put on the smile he wore for tourists, amiable but just a little too wide, turning sharp and predatory for a split second to addle a mark's instincts. "In fact, we got off to such a poor start, I thought we might want to patch things up properly."
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Shadow knew what to do. With Booth's back turned he slipped away from Facilier, skulking towards Booth's own shadow with a wicked grin as Facilier boomed, "I wouldn't walk away from me if I were you."
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He was proven right as soon as he found the body. He knew the man from observation - knew that he and Facilier had exchanged words, threats. And he had left the knife behind.
It was the work of a few minutes to gather up the man's bloodied body, take it carefully to the Infirmary and write to the Admiral. After that, there was the matter of the killer to see to, and finding his Inmate did not take long.
"Doctor Facilier."
[OOC: Uhhh obviously I've skimped a little on where they actually are at this point, feel free to fill that in lol >.>]
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"Evening." He wasn't about to volunteer his guilt, of course, though he figured it wasn't much of a question. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
[OOC: Improvising is totally ok by me. XD]
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"I think that should be obvious. May I come in?"
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The room was smaller than, though a great deal like, his Emporium - elaborate purple drapery, the light of many candles, a large and well-worn table spread out in the back. A curtain in the back hid a modest cot from view. He indicated a chair for Iroh, a deliberate glitter in his eyes giving an edge to the gesture. "May I offer you a drink?"
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