Record: 35

[esoteric_rose]

(Red inked entry)

Why here

Please don't mean what i think

(Inkblots)

Tybalt. I need to see you. Today. You'll be in the Scavenger's Yard?

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[catwouldbeking.livejournal.com]

[Pause.]

'Course I will, sis.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

I'll be down soon.

[catwouldbeking.livejournal.com]

((OOC: So what's your pleasure, quicklog or formal log?))

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

(...Quicklog. You want to start or have me do it?)

[catwouldbeking.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Roger.))

[Tybalt, somehow, is much more at ease with the prospect of this meeting than the last. Possibly because it's happened before now and also possibly because this time, his sister was meeting him in his element - paradise the Scavenger's Yard.

He's made his way toward just in front of the elevator, where he's waiting for Juliet's arrival at a spot where he'll see him coming right away, killing time in front of a mound of stray beams and plates of metal he'd gathered starting to take some kind of shape.]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

(Juliet carefully touched the red wool coat that he'd found outside his door-the one modeled after Angelina's he had asked Iris to make. Something about the way it had just shown up gave him a horrible feeling, and that lurked in the back of his mind as he held the two things he'd brought to show his brother-the slinky and the play. It was almost too warm, so he wore it casually on his arms.

The door opened, and he put a smile on his face.)

Good to see you again.

[catwouldbeking.livejournal.com]

[Tybalt's head sharply turns to the elevator door - standing right inside is his sister with three objects that didn't occur to his memory, at least from here, one of which appeared to be a brand new read coat.]

A feeling shared on both sides of the equation.

[He glances at the not-quite-shapeless pile of scraps, taking his hand off it and walking over to Juliet.]

What's the problem?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

(He decides to ignore the "problem" part for the time being.)

I found some things that might interest you...

This is apparently a slinky. Fascinating little thing...

(He then sits down on a pile-not the one Tybalt was working on-and began to scan the black volume.)

Act 2...scene 4...

[catwouldbeking.livejournal.com]

[He's not convinced, raising an eyebrow but putting on the fang-toothed smile nevertheless, and watches Juliet flip through the book.]

Act 2 Scene 4. That a play you're holding?

[His curiosity is piqued and he waits for Juliet to find what he's looking for...]

[ice_echani]

Is something the matter?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure...I just have a very bad feeling.

Forcepings

[ice_echani]

A bad feeli

Like a distu

Do you need any help?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Not at the moment, though may I let you know if I do?

that is a very cool icon, incidentally

[ice_echani]

Of course.

thanks~ from a filler arc, but I still love it

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[kleptomonkey.livejournal.com]

Jules? Are you okay?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Dani...

I just...I need to know if what I think happened happened.

[kleptomonkey.livejournal.com]

...What d'you think happened?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

...Why would it have shown up at my house unless...? This is like what happened with

I think someone's gone.

[kleptomonkey.livejournal.com]

Oh no, not again...

Need me to come over for some girl-talk, Jules?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Maybe...

God, not him. Not him.

[kleptomonkey.livejournal.com]

Who, Jules?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

...Iris.

After having read everything, frantic writing.

[hunny-sensor.livejournal.com]

I'm still looking.

I refuse to believe it.

Printing, not his usual cursive

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Please tell me I'm just assuming the worst. I'm making irrational assumptions...