[meme] Test Drive

[citycouncil]

Tag into this post with characters you're thinking of apping to the game (characters who are not currently in-game or currently reserved by someone else). It can be just a tag, a brief EP, whatever you want. You can be new to the game, or simply want to test out a fresh pup. Tag each other with these characters or those already in game, and have fun.

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[ourselvesalone]

Allow me to pose a potentially crueler question, then.

Do you still believe yourself to be under the control of things unseen?

[somuchsuffering]

You are cruel. I understand Father's -- fondness -- for you now.

[ourselvesalone]

I dare not call it fondness. I believe him pragmatic and I serve a use.

[somuchsuffering]

You hardly know my father, then. Fondness to him is use. He has no love for a tool that breaks in the hand.

[ourselvesalone]

I don't know Sir Malcolm very well, no. He brought me in to consult on the case that led to you and, apparently, I remind him of his son.

You being here is puzzling, though. Especially if you are out of the thrall.

[somuchsuffering]

Of the son he would have created, perhaps. Our Peter was not much like you. He preferred the surfaces of the world, and he had no taste for cruelty. You would have served my father's will much more easily in Africa.

And is it any stranger that I should be here than you?

[ourselvesalone]

Ah, there you have me confused. My taste lies in narcotics and scientific exploration. Perhaps cruelty is a side-effect of such things, but it is not I that was intended for Africa, but Mr. Chandler. He would be of much more use in unknown territory.

I would remark more on the strangeness, but your friend Miss Ives has disavowed my beliefs quite thoroughly and I no longer consider anything impossible or normal.

[somuchsuffering]

But are there not certain things, secret things, at which Mr. Chandler would balk? Certain lines in the sand which he dare not cross? You and my father, Doctor, hold your secrets close to your hearts, and your cruelty closer.

Dear Vanessa. It is a talent of hers. She has so many.

[ourselvesalone]

I am unaware of any secrets your father possesses, but I know mine are quiet things, hidden things, things I do not enjoy discussing. Perhaps, yes, perhaps because of them, I would be moved over the line of moral ambiguity further.

[somuchsuffering]

My father's history runs deep with blood, you must know that, little of it his. There are sins at his back that would drive another man to his knees -- I have seen their faces. I have heard them screaming for vengeance in the night. Do yours scream for you, Doctor?

[ourselvesalone]

Endlessly, Mrs. Harker, I assure you of that.

[somuchsuffering]

Then you must suit each other very well.

I hope to see more of you.