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- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 9:28 PM
- [It's not much. It's not even a name. But it's a place to start, something to hold on to. He closes his eyes now that he can, now that Joel broke the eye contact and stood. It's a start. Nothing more, nothing less.]
- what did you do?
- [His voice goes low. A little dangerous, really. Without the sort of human tie, he could tug as much as he wanted.]
- Hanako | JoelToday at 9:32 PM
- Just talked.
- [He moves out of the chair and stretches lazily, scratching at the back of his neck and then glancing back at John, not bothering to make eye contact again-- not even bothering to really look at his face. He looks past him.]
- If y'made the mistake'a listenin' t'me, that's on you, huh?
- [Joel is keeping himself-- incomprehensible, and prefers it that way.]
- Gave a pleasant invitation t'ya and everythin', but. Your loss.
- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 9:43 PM
- what. did you. do.
- [It's uninhibited and entirely purposeful. This one was justified, leave him alone! Somebody literally made him forget who he was! The Archivist stands as the mystery man moves, even though the office is a little cramped. He's swaying a little, but it's fine. They'll be fine.]
- Hanako | JoelToday at 9:45 PM
- [Oh.
- Joel turns his head over his shoulder in order to look at John, and his-- teeth are bared. His face is-- inhuman. His eyes don't even look real, in the moment, the only thing that John would be able to make out. Cats-eye marbles, or else some kind of feral animal--]
- I don't recommend doin' that again, doll.
- [His voice is low and dangerous, creepingly sweet as he bares his teeth. He feels bile at the back of his throat-- he's rather alright with leaving it there, and yet--]
- Game's over. I ain't gonna do it again. Don't try it.
- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 9:55 PM
- [As it turns out, stripping away every part of yourself except for the deepset craving to know can be dangerous. He feels an awful, terrible feeling rise up along his back as he stares the mystery man down, but he's running on some urge so far removed from that type of fear. He lets it pass through him and speaks, dangerous and steady while every eye in his damn office focuses directly on the mystery man.]
- I want to know. I don't care whether or not you do it again. You come into my office and you do, and you're going to claim I have no right to know what it is? What did you do?
- Hanako | JoelToday at 10:01 PM
- [There's a pause where Joel simply... stares at John over his shoulder. The expression on his face doesn't exist, a lingering sensation of anger and displeasure in passing emptiness--]
- No.
- [A voice, and no voice at all, as Joel turns around to face him. He feels like he's about to vomit as the Watching digs into him that much harsher, bile in his throat as something like a noose tightens around it and-- if he were conceivable, he isn't anymore, less a person and more an amalgamation--
- Even as he crosses the room to wrap a hand around John's throat, without an indication he had ever moved.]
- S'payback, sugar.
- [An inaudible hiss-- not quiet, but impossible to hear.]
- Y'keep tightenin' that noose around m'neck and m'gonna show y'a helluva lot worse.
- [His grip is-- tight. Nails. Claws? Blunt fingers. digging into his neck as he growls.]
- Get the message, darlin'?
- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 10:06 PM
- [He has to know. Even the hand around his neck is nothing, the noose tightening ever further. He speaks in response, grabbing at his hand. He doesn't know who he's talking to. He doesn't need to, either, not really.]
- You know exactly what you signed up for when you did it. And you Know that I'm not going to stop, either.
- Hanako | JoelToday at 10:09 PM
- I didn't sign up for that.
- [The growl lingers, a hostility in a voice that-- doesn't sound like a voice anymore, so much as noise.]
- I ain't here to spill m'guts and let y'pick yer way through 'em like crows at my corpse.
- [He squeezes, tight-- the temptation is to throw him down. To release him. To break his fucking mind altogether, leave him on the ground completely severed from any god damn clear, conscious thought--]
- Let go of me an'I'll let go'a you. Hm?
- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 10:11 PM
- [In that moment, he knows. He knows exactly what Joel wants to do. Welcomes it with open arms, even, as he holds just a little tighter and stares him down. There's no fear in his eyes, and when did he have so many of them? Not laid in his flesh, but shimmering over him like light, reflections of something against him. His eyes shine green now, rather than the steely gold, and he stares down a fate worse than death and resists the urge to laugh.]
- I just want to know what you did to me. Nothing else. Is that so hard?
- Hanako | JoelToday at 10:15 PM
- [There is--
- blood between his teeth.]
- I am an avatar of I Do Not Know You.
- [He all but drools the words. His grip on John tightening, tightening-- digging his clawsnailsfingers in as much as he can in an attempt to squeeze it out of him in retaliation. For every word spoken there is a hostile undercurrent of sheer rage.]
- That was just a real easy walk in th'park fer me. Makin' you not recognize me. Havin' you forget yer name. Easy. Comes naturally. What I do. I only gotta think 'bout it and I will watch you stop bein' human.
- [Blood between his teeth and down his chin and his face is dangerously close to John's.]
- An' I could rip every last thought that makes you you from yer skull without blinkin', sweetheart.
- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 10:19 PM
- You could. But you won't.
- Hanako | JoelToday at 10:19 PM
- Y'sure, doll?
- [A bloody smirk.]
- What reason've I got not to?
- Vanessa | John | SimonToday at 10:27 PM
- Because you kill me and you lose every last benefit that you have here. You might actually face consequences for your actions. Consequences that I don't enact.
- [He smirks back, that ballsy sort of confident. He doesn't give a shit, fam!]
- I mean, I could. But that's not nearly as satisfying as the knowledge that you'll get your toys taken away.
- Hanako | JoelToday at 10:30 PM
- [He's right, Joel thinks. And what would it be? To be bound? To be Known and-- what? There's curiosity, of course, but not enough curiosity to crush John's throat beneath his hand.]
- Then consider that th'answer I promised you t'make up fer stealin' yer face.
- [He growls it-- and drops John, rather unceremoniously, back down into his chair. No, he decides, he won't be letting this go-- being tied to an Eye is repulsive enough, and it's only going to get worse for him from here on out. Seems only fair he yanks at his leash.]
- M'done with you.
- [And he stalks away, filled with incomprehensible fury.]
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