Homesick

[sinisterballet]

[Descole doesn't trust himself. He is classified a villain and knows it well. But he is not a sociopath. He has feelings like most human beings and he can't help but feel trapped in such a place. So he walks out to the lobby, where he finds a lot of people generally hang out, and he crosses his arms in front of the room

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[primarydeux]

[...oh, god, it's him again. Clive's just going to be making an effort to sneak past without being spotted, but given the bright yellow jacket that's not really likely to work.]

[sinisterballet]

[On impulse, Descole pulls his hat off his head and throws it directly at Clive.]

Hey, Mascara. Where are you going?

[primarydeux]

[Clive lets out a noise that's embarrassingly close to a yelp, grabbing the hat.]

Well, I was trying to get away from you.

[This point would be better demonstrated with actions, she thinks, so she tosses Descole's hat onto the floor and puts her boot on it.]

I hope you didn't think you were going to get that back, Jean.

[sinisterballet]

I probably should have thought about that before I threw it.

[He walked up to him and laughed at the height difference.]

You know, I could push you over and take it back?