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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 8, 2008 22:42:19 GMT -5
*Hyde walked in, perfectly ready to get high as a runaway air balloon. It would at least give him something to do. Hey, maybe he would even meet someone he could bother. Yes, that would also be entertaining.
Whistling, he smiled at the employees as he passed; they all had some sort of knowledge of him from the occasional visits he paid. He went into the nearest room, not glancing at the occupants, and lit the pipe. He inhaled deeply and smiled. This was going to be fun. After a few more drags, he decided to check out the other occupants for the first time. Who he saw sitting not more than a few feet away was nearly enough to bring his high down. It was the last person he'd expected to meet.*
"What are you doing here?"
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 9, 2008 10:48:02 GMT -5
"Dear God," *Jekyll whispered hoarsely. He blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog in his head. But no, the apparition still swam before him. This wasn't what he'd wanted; he'd expected the drug to free him, to let him forget, for a time, his terrible crimes.
But they followed him. It was like looking into a mirror. A wicked queen's magic mirror, that showed only evil, but he had made this one himself and all for the greater good. He chuckled. Good. What did he know? He had not changed since he came to Paris, and yet, and yet...
He closed his eyes, as if to block out the illusion.*
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 10, 2008 1:05:51 GMT -5
*Hyde chuckled as he watched Jekyll's face go through an interesting series of emotions. Oh, this would be very entertaining.*
"Seriously, though, what are are you doing here? It's not exactly your type of place..."
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 10, 2008 11:30:14 GMT -5
*Jekyll opened his eyes.*
"You're an illusion," *he said.* "A fever dream. I don't believe in you!"
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 10, 2008 18:55:25 GMT -5
*Hyde laughed. He laughed harder than he'd anticipated, actually, and had to trail off coughing. Once he'd calmed down a bit, he restrained from laughing more and took a couple more drags on the pipe.*
"God, you're still so logical. Or gullible. Either way. But you're wrong, for once. I'm here, real as you are, get used to it. You want proof?"
*He walked up and took a small pocket knife out of his pocket. Debating briefly the best method of action, he scratched a thin H on the back of Jekyll's hand, Zorro style, leaving a small trail of blood.*
"See, I'm real, right in front of you with a knife. Still don't believe me? Now you'll have proof when you come off that high."
*He laughed once more, not as hard this time.*
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 11, 2008 10:43:32 GMT -5
*Jekyll stared at the back of his hand, the droplets of blood escaping to blur the edges of the letter.*
"What do you want?" *he groaned. He'd come here to escape his thoughts, his reality. This was not what he'd bargained for.* "I gave you everything I had. You don't need me any more; why torment me still?!"
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 11, 2008 15:57:29 GMT -5
*Hyde shrugged.*
"I don't know, because it's entertaining? I'm not here just to torment you, you know. I never would've expected to run into you, actually. Like I said, it's not really your type of place. But see, now you're making me jealous because you're high and I'm not. I should change that."
*He turned away from Jekyll momentarily to smoke some more.*
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 12, 2008 19:30:10 GMT -5
*Jekyll did the same, without thinking about it, then groaned again.*
"I'm as bad as you," *he moaned.* "I came here to... to escape. To leave my demons, to... I'm as much a monster as you are, and I have nothing like your excuse."
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 13, 2008 2:33:20 GMT -5
*Hyde chuckled, highly entertained by Jekyll's angsting. He was easily entertained by anything when he was high, which he was quickly approaching.*
"Well, that sounds bad for you. Glad I'm not in your place. I don't care where I go and what I do. Sounds like a burden if you actually have a conscience. And I have an excuse, apparently."
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 14, 2008 11:45:29 GMT -5
"And I created you," *Jekyll moaned.* "I'm responsible for whatever you do, and I don't even have the limited control I did before."
*The drugs were making him talky as well as angsty. At least he wasn't horny anymore.*
"Why can't I just kill you?"
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 15, 2008 0:25:25 GMT -5
*Hyde shrugged, trying to cover up his sudden terror. The thought of death never pleased him and the thought of Jekyll killing him, as he'd threatened to do so many times when they shared a body, was enough to give him a bit of a shock. Of course, then it had been the threat of suicide, which would be decidedly less painful for him than what Jekyll could do now.*
"Well I don't care. I rather like the new freedom. I can do so much more now..."
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 15, 2008 11:26:30 GMT -5
"Don't tell me," *Jekyll groaned, but the curiosity and the smoke got the better of him.
He'd never been able to resist the man.*
"Like what?"
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 16, 2008 0:27:17 GMT -5
*Hyde chuckled.*
"Well, for one, I don't have to worry about changing back into you at awkward moments. Nothing ruins a mood like you showing up. Also, I can do whatever I want without worrying that you'll remember it and turn me in or something. Those are the main points. That and the new privacy, which was great, for example, with Lucy in the closet until you showed up."
*He took a few steps around in a circle, for some reason feeling the need to move.*
"Actually, I've not been up to as much trouble as you probably expected. I haven't really done much here. Let's see, I talked to a few random people, which didn't get me anywhere, I picked on that hunchback Quasimodo in the cellars for a while, I went to the New Year's Ball and got blind drunk, I fought in a war for the Holy Grail or something. My side lost, which was a bit annoying. I think I flirted quite a bit but that didn't get anywhere. Oh, and I ate a contaminated cannibalism!pie which gave me a single breast for a while. Pity that went away. That's about it, though, so don't worry too much."
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 16, 2008 13:19:41 GMT -5
"Thank the Lord," *Jekyll sighed, falling back on his pillows.* "You can't possibly be real."
*There was no way anything in that monologue made sense.*
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Post by Edward Hyde on Apr 17, 2008 17:09:38 GMT -5
*Hyde raised his eyebrows.*
"Really? I thought I was real. Last time I checked I was, anyway..."
*The opium seemed to be making him confused now, and almost tempted to believe Jekyll. But he couldn't not be real... No, he was definitely real, it must be Jekyll that was confused.*
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