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The solar eclipse in a nutshell:

https://youtu.be/ehjXnl4WBbE

Fun fact: I made that mooning joke right after it.

Friday mornings eclipse

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I’m a fluffing wolf • 2 years ago

Sigh I missed the eclipse

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Mz.Hyde Mod  I’m a fluffing wolf • 2 years ago

GAWD DAMM YOU'RE FAST!!! NOTIFICATION SQUAD WHERE YOU AT?!

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I’m a fluffing wolf  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

LMAO I try my best to be fast I have to be everywhere at once lol

Note :This is the wolf of insanity that's how I did it

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ATasteForVintages  I’m a fluffing wolf • 2 years ago

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I’m a fluffing wolf  ATasteForVintages • 2 years ago

My jealousy right now

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Mz.Hyde Mod  ATasteForVintages • 2 years ago

Woah! Awesome pics!

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Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(Continuation of the Field Trip RP... because this thing will never end at this rate. XD)

Hela nodded slowly. "Yeah, I've experienced the phenomenon myself..."

As they entered the pub, she drew closer to Edward, her voice dropping to a hesitant whisper, "Are you sure this is the best place to eat?" She bit her lip, nearly brushing against him. "It looks like the food'll be horrendous..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

He nodded.

They'd only just entered the pub when Hela spoke again.

He stopped and wheeled around on her.

Immediately closed his eyes.

Forced himself to take a breath in...

Hold it...

And...out.

Opened his eyes, the cold fire within their depths just one step short of burning wild.

"Then pick. What kind of food. You want. And we'll go there," he said through clenched teeth. "But I need. To eat. Soon."

A deal's a bloody deal, but a man has his limits...

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Startled by the sudden movement, she recoiled with a whimper, retreating until she felt the door press against her back.

Pleasedonthurtmepleasedonthurtmeplease

"H-H-Here i-is f-f-fine," She stammered, shrinking beneath his gaze, "G-Go a-ahead a-a-and o-order."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

In the blink of an eye, he turned and strode to the bar.

"Three ales, three orders o' fish an' chips. Quick as ya can," he told the barkeep, and slammed more than the required amount of money on the counter to encourage haste.

The man behind the bar gave a nod, took the money, yelled the order to the kitchen, and quickly served up three ales.

Edward rapidly chugged one of the ales, set the empty mug on the counter, and grabbed the other two.

"We're in the back corner," he informed the barman with a gesture.

He set off for the table in question, breezing by Hela on the way.

"You comin'?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Gods, you're frightening, Edward," breathed Hela, swallowing hard.

"Yeah, I'm coming," She said in a louder voice and straightened up as she followed him to the table, drumming her fingers against the side of her leg.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Edward plunked the two ales down on the table and dropped into a seat.

He'd already drunk half of his by the time Hela arrived.

He gave hers a push; the mug slid to a stop in front of her.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"I... don't drink," Hela told him and timidly slid the mug back as she took her seat, "You're more than welcome to it, though."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Suit yourself," he said with a half-shrug.

He went ahead and finished his drink, then set the empty mug aside with a short sigh of relief.

"There we are. That's a bit better," he said, more to himself, as he felt his blood sugar begin to level out.

Their food arrived.

"An' that's better still," he said with a hungry smile, and tore into his like a starving hyena on the Serengeti.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She nibbled on a few chips, hesitant to take very much and more interested in observing Edward than eating.

"Think you can go without strangling me again for the rest of the night, now that you've eaten?" asked Hela once his pace seemed to have slowed, only half teasing.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

He'd practically inhaled the first order, so speedily had it vanished down his gullet.

He was about halfway through with the second when Hela addressed him.

"Depends how late we stay up. If 'tis only till eleven or midnight, it shouldnae be a problem. Past then, I'll need more food or I'll be a right crabbit bast*rd again."

He pushed one order of the fish and potatoes closer to her.

"Eat up. No one thinks well on an empty stomach."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"That would explain why the doctor always makes terrible decisions," Hela said as she (rather reluctantly) began eating away at her own food, "And I believe this schedule of Lewis's says I sleep around eleven, wake up at seven."

She wrinkled her nose. "It's earlier than I'd like, but at least there's eight hours of sleep in it."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Perhaps to Hela's surprise, the fish was remarkably good--fresh and tasty, for all it was fried. Thankfully, there was malt vinegar on hand, which would do wonders to cut the grease.

The potatoes--what the British would call "chips" and Americans would refer to as "fries"--were hearty and nicely salted.

Truth be told, a pretty good meal, for all that the place lacked ambiance.

"Heh," said Edward. "That's to keep you out of knife fights, I'd wager. The gangs come out round midnight."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Once it became apparent that food was much better than anticipated, Hela dug in with relish, only just realizing how hungry she had been.

A scowl clouded her expression. "What, does he not think we could handle it?" She asked between massive bites of fish.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Edward chuckled.

"Where do ya get that 'we' business?"

He took a swig of ale.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela paused and swallowed, trying to quell her rising hurt.

"Well, you're here with me, aren't you? Isn't that enough for a 'we'?"

She met his gaze, torn between optimism and a growing despair.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"A gang fight's different from stabbin' old church ladies or jumpin' some sod in a back alley--unless you're the sod. Six or ten or twenty men, all armed with knives an' hooks an' whatever else they can find. If you think I can take 'em all on an' keep every last one of 'em from givin' you so much as a scratch, you got rocks in yer head. So unless you've a death wish or some hidden talent at fendin' off multiple street thugs, there'll be no knife fights for you tonight."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"I've been told I act like I have a death wish," Hela admitted softly, "But I don't think I want to die..." A pause and she suddenly grinned. "Could I just watch you fight instead? Learn from my betters?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

He considered that a moment.

Then chuckled.

"I don't see why not. Presumin' you're on a roof or somethin'--no one ever bloody looks up. An' stay quiet."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"I swear, I won't make a sound. It'll be like I'm not even there," Hela promised eagerly, holding his gaze, "We can finish up here, head back to the model home, pay the church a visit, then still have plenty of time to spare for the show, if we're quick about things."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"In case we do run short," said Edward, finishing the last of his food, "which two o' the three would you pick?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela thought for a moment, frowning faintly, "I guess paying Mrs Craig and her husband a visit, along with the fight would be better than setting the building ablaze... no telling how soon it'd go out with this rain."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"A fair point."

He finished the last of the ale, then gave a long, low belch.

"We can take our time that way."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Or..." Hela began slowly, as if the suggestion was entirely plausible, "We could simply start sprinting now and pull off all three?"

Looking down at her plate, she took a bite of her last chip. "I'd really hate to miss out on any fun..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Then why don't you burn the house and all its people and I'll find the reverend and his missus?" he whispered, and slid the lighter to her.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Her eyes widened and she gripped the lighter tightly, giving a quick nod.

"So long as I get a turn as well, I think that's a brilliant idea," She beamed, barely managing to keep her voice low. Even then, it wavered with excitement.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Edward smirked.

"No promises," he said, rising.

"Oh, and...don't lose the lighter," he added as he slipped past her and made his way to the door.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Dramatic as always, Hela thought with a twitch of her lips, though she knew better than to voice it out loud.

After giving Edward about a half minute headstart (and taking the time to finish up her food), Hela left the pub at a steady jog, retracing their steps back to the bridge where the handyman had been dumped.

From there, she just managed to find her way back to the model-lodging house and dug the keys out of her pocket as she approached the door.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

There was no sound from within.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She unlocked the door and put the keys back in her pocket, holding her knife at the ready as she stepped into the building.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" called Hela softly, leaving the front door wide open behind herself.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

A moment of silence.

Then a door creaked upstairs.

"Who's there?" called a high, soft voice from the same direction.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She bit back a curse and tucked the knife in her back pocket, turning to face the stairs.

"My name is Ruth... I was hoping to take shelter here, until the rain subsides," answered Hela quietly, trying to catch a glimpse of the speaker.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"My name's Virginia--but everyone calls me Ginny," came the voice again, its accent more appropriate to London than to Glasgow.

A girl of perhaps ten years came into view at the top of the steps.

She yawned.

"Come on in! I'm certain Mrs. Craig won't mind, and it's awful wet out."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"Ah, thank you," smiled Hela, dipping her head.

A pause as she surveyed the girl.

"Aren't you a little young to be up all alone, Ginny?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

She was a scrawny but lively little thing, her rain-dampened hair of light or medium shade, her eyes of a darker hue. It was difficult to discern colors in the gloom. Her clothes looked worn--and a bit small for her--but serviceable.

"Well I did try going to bed, I did. Honest! But the rain's so hard and loud on the roof I just couldn't get to sleep," Ginny returned.

"Do you need a bed for the night?" she offered. "There's empty rooms all around mine, and everyone's in for the night, so I'm told."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela chuckled softly at the girls explaination.

"No, that won't be necessary," She assured her, putting her hands in her pockets, "Though if you happened to know where a fireplace or perhaps some candles were, I'd love to try and warm up."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"I don't know about a fireplace, but there's a stove in the kitchen and I saw some candles right nearby. Want me to show you?" Ginny offered, starting down the stairs. If anything, she seemed relieved to have some company.

"Oh, blimey, I clean forgot!" she exclaimed. "I didn't see any matches in there.

"You got some?" she asked, hopeful, as she looked to Hela.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Not any matches, but I have a lighter," She held it up for the small girl to see, shifting her weight towards the kitchen, "And if you could show me all that, it would be wonderful."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Ginny descended the last of the steps and peered at the device curiously.

"What's a 'lighter'?" she asked, even as she led Hela into the kitchen.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Surprise flickered across her expression and she hesitated.

Have they not been invented yet? wondered Hela, Or has she just never seen one?

"Well," She began with a thoughtful frown, "It's sorta like a tiny lantern that you can carry around and use to ignite things, like cigarettes or in this case, candles."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"That's plumb remarkable!" said Ginny as she bent down and pulled out some candles.

She handed them over to "Ruth".

"Here you go."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Thank you, little wolf-let," said Hela with a slight chuckle, enjoying trying her own pet name on another.

She lined the candles up along the counter and lit the lighter with a click, holding the flame over each wick until it caught fire.

"That'll be all, Ginny. Thank you for your help." She dismissed and glanced at the girl, "How about you give sleeping another try?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Wow," said Ginny softly, watching in wonder as Hela worked the lighter and lighted the candles. "That's so much better than a box o' lights!"

Hela encouraged her to go to bed.

"Oh," said the girl, more than a little disappointed. "I rightly should, shouldn't I?"

She looked from Hela to the candles to the kitchen door and back, as if hoping "Ruth" would let her stay up.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Unless you'd like to gather up some things I can burn in the stove, then yes," Hela agreed firmly, closing the lighter to extinguish the flame, "You should sleep."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Oh, I can do that!" said Ginny, her face lighting up in a broad smile. "I saw some straw and some old papers in a closet! I'll go get 'em, right quick!"

She scampered off.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela cocked her head to the side, watching Ginny go.

I wonder if Edward sees me like that, She thought as she leaned against the counter top.

Hope he doesn't mind the wait...

She bit her lip and touched the blade still tucked in her backpocket.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Ginny returned with an armful of tinder.

"Got it!"

She glanced at the stove, which was closed.

"Say, if you open that up, I'll put this right in. Then we can warm ourselves by the fire!"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"A decent idea, little wolf-let," She was loving the way the term rolled off her tongue, "But I'll simply take care of the stove myself. You really ought to sleep if you want to be of any use in the morning."

Hela stepped forward to relieve Ginny of the timber.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Oh," said Ginny, disappointed but deciding to make the best of it.

"I do suppose you're right.

"Goodnight, Ruth!" she said, heading for the kitchen door. "I hope you get dry."

She left and closed the door behind her.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Lovely chatting with you, Ginny," She muttered, setting the stack of various flammables on the counter up against the wall.

A quick glance in the stove showed it to be empty.

With a slight tremble to her hands, Hela lit the pile with one of the already burning candles. The rest she promptly lined up to let the flames lick at the wallpaper as well.

She stepped back to view her handiwork, grinning and ready to bolt.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Outside, the rain had finally begun to lessen.

Inside, the fire did take some minutes to get going, but the flames seemed to like the wallpaper and its glue well enough as a fuel source, despite the damp.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"There you are buddy, come on, keep it going," Hela encouraged with an odd mix of tenderness and anticipation, "Don't die on me now, you've got a whole building to eat away at." She held out her arms wide, gesturing around her. "And I know you must be absolutely ravenous..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Finally, the flames burned high enough up the wallpaper to lick at the ceiling, itself in need of repair.

Once the fire found an exposed beam, it burned in earnest, though it would doubtless take time to spread to the rest of the "model lodging house" and incinerate it completely.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela gave a nod to herself, watching the fire with a growing sense of pride.

"I'll check on you later, my hungry friend..." She promised the flames before ducking out of the kitchen and onto the street.

After a brief glance around, she began jogging towards the church where she expected to find Edward.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The square and the church were quiet.

The door, however, was unlocked.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela slowed to a walk as she reached the square, her breathing steadied by the time she reached the front door.

She stepped inside of the church with her knife drawn and hesitated, unsure if she should call out.

What would Edward want me to do...?

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The church interior held darkness and silence, save for the sound of the rain, which was only now tapering off.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She crept forward, clicking on the lighter in her right hand for a little extra light. Her footsteps sounded unnaturally loud.

"Hello, Mrs. Craig? Reverend?" called Hela in a wavering, sweet voice.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The Zippo's flame cast moving shadows as she ventured forward.

By its light, she could just make out the occasional sheen ahead of her, behind the altar somewhere.

The steps leading up to the altar seemed somehow...off.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Where are you, Ed? She wondered, biting her lip, What did you do?

Hela continued moving towards the alter, raising the lighter higher to try and spread its glow further. Tension started in her gut and began to spread as she tried not to jump at shadows.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Hela came within five feet of the steps leading to the altar.

The light in her hand revealed two nude bodies on the platform, their legs hanging off the steps, not a drop of blood on them.

The Reverend and Mrs. Craig.

Painted in some dark fluid on the wall behind them were the words, spelled out in block capitals:

PROTESTANT FLESHMONGERS

HYPOCRITES

The two were still a little warm.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"Oh, bloody Hell...!" cried Hela, recoiling a step and adverting her gaze from the bodies.

"Godd*mm it, Edward, were you really that bored waiting?" She asked loudly, half turning to peer into the surrounding dark.

The shadows danced and flickered, the lighter trembling in her hand, and she glanced back to the print on the wall.

More quietly, she wondered, "How long did this even take...?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The glassy-eyed corpses stared back in mute reply.

The rain fell softly outside.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela slowly backed away from the altar, spinning and walking back towards the entrance.

"Last chance, Edward!" She warned, sticking her knife in her pocket so she could open the door, "I'm about to leave!"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The cold and yawning church was silent as the grave.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hearing nothing but the patter of rain, Hela left the church with a growing sense of dread.

Okay, he's not here, so... Maybe he just went to get a drink, She thought, shutting the lighter and putting it away, Or I took too long getting here and he's back at the lodging house...

She took a deep breath, then released it slowly. Whatever he's doing, he'll find me eventually... Might as well see what's around.

Hela left down the street she came, gaze wandering as she hoped to spot Edward.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

She followed Low Green Street, then crossed Greendyke Street and went into Glasgow Green park.

The rain merely drizzled, its earlier fury dissipating more and more with each passing moment.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela smiled faintly at the sights and fresh smells of the park, taking her time walking down the soggy dirt paths.

It's far from dry, but at least the plants are getting a drink, She thought, pausing to examine a flowerbed, Wouldn't mind coming here on a sunnier day.

She continued her walk until she found a tree that looked like it could support her weight, grinning and beginning to climb its trunk without hesitation.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

The tree, though slick, was a decent one for climbing.

Once Hela had ascended, she was able to perch undisturbed in its branches. No one happened by her in the darkened park.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Rubbing her hand against the tree's bark, Hela went over her mental checklist for the night.

Food? Yep. Fire? Done. Climbing? She gave the tree an affectionate pat. Taken care of...

So that just leaves murder.

She frowned faintly, surveying the surrounding park. But there's not a single person in sight... Hm, must be hiding from the wet. A chuckle as she ran her hands through her still dripping hair. Don't blame 'em.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Time passed, and still no one.

Thankfully, the rain fell only gently now, the storm moving gradually eastward.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela watched over the park for awhile longer before taking out each of the knives she had gathered to examine one by one, to pass the time.

Edward should've waited for me, I told him I wanted a turn.

Then again, She admitted to herself, I probably wouldn't have waited either.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

At long last, a lone figure came walking over the bridge. He was a young man, perhaps in his late teens, and just slightly shorter than Hela.

He cut through the park and headed toward Greendyke Street. This, as it happened, would take him right by Hela's tree.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Lifting her gaze from the knives at the sound of footsteps, Hela studied the man for a moment, trying to discern whether or not he'd be dangerous.

Ah, Hell. Might as well give it a shot.

She gripped the carving knife and shifted to a crouch, doing her best to keep quiet as the man drew closer.

Hope you were right 'bout the lookin' up, Ed.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

The fellow kept a watchful eye on his surroundings and his chilly hands in the pockets of his threadbare coat as he walked on. He looked to the left and to the right. Occasionally, he even spared a glance behind.

He did not, however, think to look above eye level.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela waited until he was several paces past her perch, then dropped down onto sodden ground, legs bending at the knees to absorb the impact.

Half a second later, she was up and sprinting towards the man with a toothy grin.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

It had been raining all night, and the fellow before her had learned to tune out the sound of the drizzle.

For this reason, he didn't hear Hela until she was nearly upon him.

At almost the last second, however, he caught the squelching sound of her footfalls on the rain-soaked ground.

He whirled about, knife drawn...

...his blade cutting a glancing blow to the left side of her chest, even as her carving knife inflicted a serious gash to his right shoulder.

He gave a cry of pain and surprise, unintentionally dropping his weapon in the process.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

With a sharp hiss as the blade made contact, her grin warped into a furious snarl.

Hela adjusted her grip on the knife to position it point downward and simultaneously seized the man's uninjured shoulder, plunging the weapon down into the vulnerable spot at the base of his neck, between collarbone and shoulder blade.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The teen produced a soul-wrenching shriek more akin to the cry of a wounded animal than any sound a human being ought to make.

Through his panic and pain, he placed his left hand over Hela's around the knife handle, preventing her from drawing the blade out. It was a last-ditch move, born of desperation and the simple wish not to die.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

A flicker of her former expression returned, the corner of her lips twitching up at the shriek.

"Oh, no you don't," She growled and gave the carving knife a sharp twist in the wound, equal parts enraged and amused, "I've waited far too long for this to be stopped by the likes of you, little rabbit."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

With the twist of the knife, a vital artery was severed, and young Michael O' Flagherty's chances for survival dropped to nil.

He gazed at Hela's snarl-smiling face in raw shock.

One minute, he'd been walking along in the park, looking forward to an evening with his brother and his mates.

The next, his life was bleeding away, red rivulets escaping the wound and running down his chest, a mere trickle compared to the crimson flood spilling within him as he bled internally.

Cold and numbness settled into his limbs and his hand fell, slack, from the handle of the knife.

His vision began to dim.

With the last of his strength, he willed a prayer to his lips, the words a familiar comfort even if the voice which said them was weak and strained and choked with blood.

He was not quite halfway through it when his balance faltered and his vision faded to black. The rest...remained unspoken.

His body toppled over onto Hela, then slid down into the mud...lifeless.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela stood before the dead teen with an ever growing grin spreading across her face, a chuckle rumbling in her chest and soon building to full on, elated laughter.

"Gods, finally!" She chortled, eyes bright and dancing. It felt as if the world's weight had been lifted from her shoulders, leaving her nearly dizzy with the feeling of freedom.

The laughter gradually died down and she breathed a content sigh, crouching down to retrieve her knife.

A drop of blood plopped onto the ground as she reached for it and she blinked.

"Ah, right," chuckled Hela, wincing as she became aware of the stinging cut across her chest, "Little rabbit left his mark."

She wiped off her knife on the boy's pants and tucked it in her belt loop before taking his tattered coat to wear herself.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Michael!" The haunted cry cut through the quiet of the night like a butcher's cleaver through hog flesh.

Down the path behind Hela, a group of Irishmen had come up from the far side of the park. They'd seen the latter part of what had happened, but had presumed it just another mugging...until they drew near enough to see whose body lay there.

And whose coat Hela now wore.

The biggest man in the group, a well-built giant of a fellow, let out an awful roar of grief and rage at the sight of his brother's corpse.

"You bast*rd!" shouted another Irishman, raising his cricket bat.

"Get the son of a b*tch!" cried a fourth, and whipped out a wicked-looking knife.

"I'LL KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!" bellowed the giant, and ran at Hela, murder in his eyes.

The rest of his gang followed suit.

Nine men, all told.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

If she had still held her knife, she would've dropped it

"Oh f*ck."

All mirth drained from her expression as she took a step back and whirled around, hightailing it away from the gang.

I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I am so dead, She realized as adrenaline coursed through her veins, urging her to greater speeds.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

She fled down the remainder of the path before her, exiting the park and dashing down Low Green Street.

The gang of Irishmen followed, the two speediest men in hot pursuit, a decent runner just behind them, three lads in the middle of the pack, and the three slowest--including the wrathful giant--bringing up the rear.

Before Hela knew it, she was back in the square with the church.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela continued running straight for as long as she was able, turning and darting left down St. Andrew Street at the last possible second, nearly brushing against the wall.

The urge to scream for help was overrided by her need for oxygen and the rising terror in the back of her throat that threatened to choke her.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Her speed was enough to keep her from most of the mob...but not all.

Just as she was about to pass a blind alley, the fastest fellow caught up to her and tackled her from behind.

A second man overtook the both of them as the two crashed to the rain-slicked street.

A third was just about to round the corner.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela gave a startled cry that was cut short by the sudden impact on the ground and the weight at her back, all the air in her lungs leaving with a whoosh.

Stunned for half a second, panick quickly seized hold of her mind and she fought desperately to break free, gasping as she tried to draw in a full breath.

Please, please! Her mind screamed, but the words never made it to her lips.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Hela struggled mightily.

The man who'd tackled her kept his weight on her, while the one who'd overtaken her forced her arms behind her back.

In the meantime, the third thug had rounded the corner, only to see his mates had nabbed Michael's murderer.

He ran back around the corner and yelled:

"We got him!"

The six gang members who'd not yet caught up took heart at this.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Please, don't kill me, please, let me go! This time she managed to mouth the words, but not a sound came out.

Black spots began to dance in her vision, lungs aching as she strained to fill them and heartbeat roaring in her ears.

With arms pinned behind her and her face pressed to the wet street, there was no way for her to relieve the growing strain on her rapidly pulsing heart.

And so... Hela's struggles first slowed, then completely stilled as her eyes drifted shut and she lost consciousness.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

* * *

She awoke to the sensation of movement, of the sure and steady little impacts of going for a jog or riding at a canter, broken every now and again by the feeling of rising and floating and falling.

The air smelled of moisture and damp stone.

Beneath her abdomen and around her waist, she could feel a solid warmth, in direct contrast to the cool flow of chilly air against the rest of her body. She was no longer wearing the dead rabbit's coat.

She opened her eyes, and was met with a dizzying sight: buildings and streets at wrong angles, the perspective more akin to that of a low-flying bird than a pedestrian. They retreated before her as quickly as they came; she was apparently traveling backward.

Soon, she caught the scent of leather.

Then came a rapid descent, the ground racing up to meet her...

...only to stop inches from her nose.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela groaned faintly as she came to, her stomach giving a rather unpleasant lurch.

God, what's happening...? The confusing mix of sensations did little to help with her disorientation.

Her whole body went rigid with fear at the sight of the ground barreling towards her face, flinching back as she stopped just short of it, though she was too shocked to cry out.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Oh. You're awake," remarked a familiar voice.

The warm arm around her waist let go as Hela was set down to stand on her own two feet, but hovered nearby in case she should feel light-headed.

Before her stood Lewis, dressed in Edward's clothing, drops of drying blood spattered across his face.

"How do you feel?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela wobbled a bit, but stayed upright, her arms held out at her sides for balance.

She didn't meet his gaze, but noted the blood with a shudder.

"Confused. Sick. Exhausted. Dizzy. Sore." She swallowed hard, her hands beginning to shake. "T-Terrified. Absolutely f*cking terrified."

Blinking back tears, she buried her hands in her hair and swallowed again. "I nearly d-died, there was s-so many of t-them, a-and I wasn't f-fast enough..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

He wanted to comfort Hela, but didn't think she'd take it well.

Instead, he simply stated a (hopefully) comforting fact:

"If it's any consolation, Hela, we are well and truly away from them now."

A pause.

"Well, the ones who were left, anyhow," he corrected himself.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela slowly shook her head, clenching her eyes shut. It was as if he hadn't spoke a word.

"You left me. A-Alone." Her voice was laced with betrayal and hurt and unmistakable terror. "I-I went back t-to t-the c-church but y-you were already g-gone..."

She continued in barely a whisper, chest caving forward as the reality of what had happened sank in. "T-They w-were g-going t-to k-kill m-me..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Ay, and would have," said Lewis, a hint of Henry's worry in his tone. "The Gorbals Boys don't take kindly to anyone who offs one of their number."

He exhaled, letting some of the tension go.

"It's a bloody good thing no one ever looks up."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela whimpered and tears began to slide down her cheeks.

"W-Why d-didn't you w-wait f-for me? I-If you h-had j-just waited..."

She faltered, wrapping her arms tightly around herself and bowing her head.

"I w-want t-to go b-back to t-the hotel..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Delicately, he placed his arms around her in a gentle hug.

He didn't know if Hela would tolerate the gesture, but he'd rather have her angry at him for it than let her feel any more unloved.

"We will, Hela," he said softly. "We will."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela shuddered at his touch but didn't pull away, sniffling.

She remained quiet for a long while, then leaned her head against him.

"W-What happened w-when I w-was p-passed out...?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

His heart exulted at the simple gesture.

"I dealt with the two men closest by you, then grabbed you and ran before the rest noticed.

"We lost them, and we're in a different part of town now. Not their stomping ground," he reassured. "The street just around the corner from this courtyard leads back to the hotel. The route's through safe territory, all the way."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She finally seemed to calm somewhat and wiped her face on her shoulder before resting against Lewis again.

"Are the two who g-grabbed me still a-alive?" asked Hela softly, making an effort to slow her breathing.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"No," said Lewis, gently stroking her back to reassure her. "They're not."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

A shudder passed through her again, though less now from her usual adversion to touch and more the unfamiliarity of it.

"Thank God," She said, before correcting herself in a soft voice, "Thank you... f-for coming back..."

The remaining tension in her shoulders soon fell away.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"You're welcome," returned Lewis quietly. More to himself, he remarked, "I'm glad I could."

He hugged her gently yet fiercely, breath hitching a little as he exhaled.

"I don't ever want to lose you," he confessed.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela swallowed audibly and buried her face in his chest, feeling tears building up behind her eyes once more. It was a moment before she could speak.

"I don't think I should s-see Edward again, t-then..." She told him in a small, muffled voice.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

The statement caught Lewis off guard.

"W...why is that?" he asked, voice barely over a whisper.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"H-He..." She hesitated, taking an unsteady breath, "...d-doesn't care a-about me... a-and hurts me... and h-he gets s-so angry... and I'm t-terrified of d-doing something w-wrong... a-and of h-him... and I-I thought h-he'd wait f-for m-me... and I-I r-really r-really d-don't w-want t-to d-die...!"

The words spilled from her as if a dam had been opened, rapidly growing in desperation and speed while only losing volume.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"No one does," concurred Lewis, an unintentional echo of Edward's earlier words.

"Precious few can stand for someone to hold up a mirror to them, either," he reflected.

A sigh.

"It's...been a long night. Our room has a bathtub. I think a warm soak would do you good. I can fetch something from the restaurant and bring it up to you," he offered.

"We'll go whenever you're ready. Take as long as you need. Sometimes the sympathetic nervous system can take its sweet time to calm down."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Don't remind me of that, pleaded a voice in the back of her head, I know I'm a hypocrite, I know I'm like him, I know I know I know--

"N-Now is fine," She decided quietly, drawing away from him, "I want to just... clean up and sleep. Maybe a l-little food."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Lewis nodded.

"We'll go the back way. No one to have to interact with."

They were a sodden pair.

Weir wiped his face with his left sleeve.

"Is it off?" he asked Hela of the blood.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

She shook her head.

"No, it's dried, so you'll probably have to wash it off," answered Hela, sounding rather defeated.

"And God knows how I'm going to get this mess cleaned up." She looked down at her own bloodied self with a sigh.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

He dipped his sleeve in a puddle and tried again.

It wasn't exactly hygienic, but it got the job done.

"Is it off now?" he asked Hela.

He then somehow took off his black shirt without removing his waistcoat, and handed the former to her.

"Here. It should fit you, more or less. Just put it on over your shirt. Button it all the way; hide your stains."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Looking both a little surprised and quite a bit impressed, Hela did as she was told.

"Yeah, you're good... and you've clearly done this dance many times before," She commented with a touch of a grin, though it faded as she recalled most of the tricks were no doubt performed by Edward.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Heh," he chuckled with a lopsided grin. "That, I have."

He looked toward the entry to the court.

"Just walk alongside me. Arm in arm. We'll get no trouble that way."

He offered his bare arm, and crooked it at the elbow.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"If you say so, Weir," said Hela, hooking his arm with her own, "You know this place better than I do."

Frankly, after the day she had, she didn't have the energy to fight with him.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

They exited the courtyard and turned right onto Old Wynd, a truly narrow alley of some length.

After crossing Trongate, they took the backstreets. These were mostly devoid of people, though the occasional tough would cast a look their way.

Oddly, such men without fail would register a look of recognition on their faces, then either give a nod or avert their eyes.

Weir would nod in return.

At last, they came upon Tontine Lane, a perfectly unremarkable little passage.

"Here we are," said Lewis. "I'll show you the back way into the hotel."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"How..." She glanced behind them, then back to Lewis, "What was all that about?"

A puzzled frown as a possible answer came to mind. "Are you in a gang?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Those fellows we passed are members of the Stockwell Street Mob," he explained as they went down Tontine Lane and took a left into the yard behind the hotel. "Part neighborhood watch, part criminal tradesmen's association. Butchers and," he produced a lock-pick and finagled the door open, "locksmiths and the like. Very territorial."

He smiled, and whispered to her:

"After the spectacle at St. Andrew's, they'll want the Gorbals' Boys heads on a platter."

He held the door open for Hela.

"After you."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"You... are absolutely baffling, you know that?" Hela told him with a shake of her head and stepped inside.

Then she added under her breath, mostly to herself, "Always three steps ahead... how the Hell do you do it..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"I plan," he said, stepping into the hotel.

He shut the door behind them.

"If those plans don't work out, I change them."

He started up the dark, wooden staircase.

"If I see the right opportunity, I seize it."

He reflected a moment.

"And I always have at least one back-up plan for when things go wrong. As they often do."

He gave a rueful chuckle.

"Learned the necessity of that last one the hard way."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"It sounds simple enough in theory, but I get the feeling it's easier said than done."

Hela fiddled with the sleeve of his shirt, following from a few steps below.

"Edward mentioned he went to jail once... I never got to hear the story."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Lewis reached their floor and turned to Hela.

"Jail? No, just that I got caught."

He blinked a moment.

"Sorry for the confusion."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela shrugged, flashing a slight grin. "I'll live, somehow."

"So, what did happen?" Her eyes glinted with curiosity and amusement. "I didn't think it was possible for you to screw up..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

At this, Lewis burst into a fit of laughter.

It went on.

When he'd recovered enough to walk and to talk again, he continued with her to their room, saying:

"Oho, no, Hela. I screwed that one up six--no, ten--ways to Sunday."

He opened the door, followed Hela in, and shut and locked it behind them.

"I was..."

He exhaled.

"It was a particular night, and, as Edward, I chanced to run into a particular man whom I loathed.

"He accosted me, not knowing who I was.

"His words inflamed my temper, and I lost any semblance of self-control. I was so angry I beat him to the ground with the wrong end of my walking stick.

"Mistake number one: Using a personal item as the murder weapon.

"Mistake number two: Using the wrong end of the bloody cane.

"I beat him so hard his bones broke audibly and the corpse jumped upon the pavement from the impact. That was entirely unnecessary, and I wasted precious time; he was already dead.

"Mistake three: Inefficiency.

"I beat him so hard I broke my bloody walking stick. Part of it went flying off, I know not where.

"Mistake four: Breaking the murder weapon.

"That brought me back to myself, more or less. I searched about for the missing piece, but couldn't find it.

"Mistake five: Leaving part of the murder weapon at the crime scene."

He shook his head in chagrin at the foolish actions of his past self.

"I decided to leave quickly, lest anyone happen upon the body. However, I was in a bit of a state, this being my first kill, and unthinkingly took the rest of the stick with me.

"Mistake six: Retaining part of the murder weapon in my possession, for someone to find later.

"Mistake seven: Doing all this out in a relatively open area. There was fog, but it wasn't thick enough to hide a murder.

"Mistake eight: I just left the body there. Didn't attempt cleanup. Nothing. Just left.

"Mistake nine: I had failed to notice a maid at the upper window of a nearby building. She'd witnessed the whole thing."

He sighed, recalling his own idiocy.

"Sometimes I wish I could go back and interact with my younger self just to throttle him."

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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

((Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh.))

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela listened with poorly disguised interest, unbuttoning the black shirt she had worn over her own.

"Murders of passion, without thought or hesitation, tend to be messy," She admitted, her grin widening, "Though I'm sure it felt amazing to finally be rid of him, to beat him till he was far past broken..."

She tossed the shirt at Lewis, chuckling at the wish. "And if you ever get a time machine, I can strangle him for you."

A pause as she collected her thoughts.

"I have... several questions, but first off, you only named nine mistakes..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"I daresay I'd have continued until he was naught but bits and gobbets and the Peelers caught me red-handed, if not for the stick breaking," he concurred.

He caught the tossed shirt one-handed.

At Hela's statement about the time machine, he raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "You'd be welcome to try (at your own risk)... Don't think you'd succeed."

She pointed out his failure to mention the final mistake.

"Ah. Yes.

"Mistake number ten: The victim was a man of major import. Not just a member of Parliament, but a seminal figure on the national scene. He'd been the architect behind a complete overhaul of the nation's criminal law--crimes and penalties and age of consent and whatnot. His murder spurred a citywide and even regional manhunt. Galvanized all the populace against me. There was nowhere to hide except in my theretofore usual self.

"Which would have worked out decently, I think...had my biochemistry or perhaps the balance of my soul not altered.

"As it was, a friend found me just as I was about to change to Hyde forever. Took an ax to the bloody door.

"I knew it'd be either death by hanging or a short, painful lifetime of being poked and prodded and experimented upon by doctors looking to make their name.

"So I ingested poison.

"My friend found what he took to be my--Edward's--lifeless body. Of course, he was a lawyer, not a trained physician.

"In any case, had it not been for sheer dumb luck...that would have been the end of things. Of me. Just because my temper got the better of me and I killed a man of note."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"And yet you managed to live and become 'Lewis', despite everything..."

She looked absolutely fascinated, her head inclined as she fixed her gaze on him. "Did anyone ever find out about your little secret?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Oh, yes. But no one who yet lives."

A pause.

"Save for you and your counterpart."

He began to empty his pockets in preparation for washing the waistcoat. He produced an empty syringe, the black pocket-square, bandages, rubbing alcohol, lock-picks, and smelling salts.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Heh, I guess I lost that advantage a long time ago..."

She shifted her weight to her other foot and observed him intently, noting the odd mix of items for later.

"What's the syringe for?" asked Hela, trying to be discreet as she moved to pick up the lockpicks Lewis had set aside.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Advantage?" echoed Lewis.

He spotted her movement in his peripheral vision.

"The syringe contained a sedative of my own devising.

"By the by, only pick up those lock-picks if you wish me to do a full-cavity search on you later."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela froze, hand still hovering over the lockpicks, her fingers giving a slight twitch.

She cleared her throat. "The, uh... advantage of people being unaware that the doctor and I share a body."

Drawing her hand away from the tools, she pulled a small knife from her pocket and rubbed the flat side of the blade with her thumb, her gaze flickering back to Lewis.

"When did you use the sedative?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Ah. That. It does seem to be a fairly open secret at the Society. All I can say is, at least it's spread no further."

He saw her draw the knife.

"Here," he said as he pulled the carving knife from a long, inner pocket of the waistcoat and handed the weapon to Hela.

"I wouldn't recommend trying to sneak out when I'm asleep, given this is Glasgow...but in case you do, you'll need a better blade than that."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"You mean it's possible to sneak away from you?" Hela asked with a chuckle and tucked the larger knife back in her belt loop--she wasn't surprised that he had taken it. "Here I thought you had supernatural guard-dog from Hell in your blood."

She continued to fiddle with the smaller of the knives, carefully testing its edge with her fingertip.

"Not to worry, doctor. I doubt I'll be going anywhere."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

He smiled. Exhaled through his nose in a half-laugh.

"Glad to hear it."

He took off his empty waistcoat and bundled it with his shirt.

"By the by, Hela...it's not so much that I'm guarding them from you as I'm guarding you from them. Hastie has a gun and a temper. Jasper could break any one of us in half if she chose. And don't even get me started on Hawley..."

He shook his head, then looked back at his clothes.

"I'm going to wash these in the sink. I can take yours, too, unless you'd rather do it yourself."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"I think I'll do it myself, when I take that bath you mentioned earlier..."

She touched a hand to the slash in her shirt.

"...though unless you have needle and thread, there's not much I can do about this."

She scowled, muttering rather irritably, "The d*mned rabbit just barely managed to cut me."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Ah."

He removed his gloves, picked up his pocket-watch from the nightstand, and checked the time.

"In that case, why don't you go on and take that bath; I'll wait. We've just under an hour till eleven. I can mend the shirt in the meantime."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She perked at the suggestion.

"Very well, then," said Hela with a rather dramatic bow, grinning, "A bath I shall have."

With that, the Hyde left every weapon she had on one of the beds, save the carving knife, and walked to the bathroom with a slight bounce to her step.

A minute or so after she had shut the door behind her, it opened just a crack and her shirt was tossed out, before closing again.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Lewis chuckled.

Hela disappeared into the bathroom.

Weir pulled a small packet of powdered soap from his suitcase. He poured water from a pitcher into a bowl on the table and set to work.

First, he washed his hands. Then the shirt. Then his pocket square. He squeezed the fabrics relatively dry.

He took out scissors, needle, and thread and stitched closed the shirt's slash.

Next, he cut the pocket square into pieces, cannibalizing the cloth to add a decorative black accent--outside and inside--to Hela's shirt and thereby cover any hint of the slash.

He did the same on the opposite side of the garment, so it would be symmetrical and therefore not worthy of notice.

He finished the needlework just as Hela did her bath.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She peeked her head out, wrapped in a towel and her hair dripping.

"Are you done with my shirt?" Hela asked, keeping as much of herself behind the door as she could manage.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Perfect timing, Hela."

He went to the bathroom door and handed her the finished garment.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

She blinked. "How did you...?"

Hela looked from the newly decorated top to Lewis, then breathed a half chuckle, half sigh. "Hang on."

She ducked back into the bathroom, stepping out a little time later fully dressed.

"Alright, so, what's with the new design?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

He chuckled.

Practice and necessity.

Hela reappeared.

Lewis looked her over, evaluating the way the garment hung.

He nodded, pleased with his handiwork.

"I covered the slash completely. Used the new design to hide it. Sewed matching patches onto the right side as well, so the shirt looks like it's meant to be that way and won't draw suspicion."

He smiled, satisfied with himself.

"Also gave you a pair of inner pockets."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"Wow, color me impressed, Lewis. I didn't think you had it in you."

One of these days, I really need to stop underestimating you, She thought, the corner of her lips twitching up, Or at least learn to expect the unexpected.

"You know," began Hea with a laugh, "You'd make a woman in my previous time period very happy, being able to sew like that." She ran her hands over the front of the shirt.

"What all do you think I could fit in these hidden pockets of yours?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Oh? Whom?" he asked of the woman he'd hypothetically make happy.

He snickered at his mind's answer to Hela's question, then said it aloud:

"Lock-picks."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"Oh, are you encouraging me to commit crimes now, Dr. Weir?"

Amusement twinkled in her eyes as she assumed a rather formal air.

"Whatever would the Lodgers think of you..."

She drew the carving knife from her side, watching light reflect off the blade.

"The woman was an..."

A pause as Hela chuckled to herself.

"Let's say an acquaintance of the doctor... they never really talked outside of class, after all."

Hela passed the weapon between her hands and considered her words with a grin.

"Hm. Perhaps I'm not the best one to tell you about her."

She shrugged as if to say "oh well", but her eyes gave away her excitement.

"You could always bring it up again in one of your sessions with the doctor some other time."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Not in the slightest, Hela. Merely saving my future self the effort in case I see fit to give you some someday."

He chuckled.

"Or have to borrow your shirt."

He let out a breath, half sigh, half laugh.

"As for the woman in question, I assume you slew her and wish me to make your counterpart uncomfortable by bringing it up."

He smiled.

"Am I wrong?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"For once...you're wrong, Weir."

Hela gave a dip of her head and returned his smile with a sickly-sweet one of her own.

"Shocking, isn't it?"

She spread her arms, as if in surrender, though still clasped her knife in one hand.

"I haven't laid a finger on the woman... I simply thought I'd offer some help with getting the doctor to break those chairs you like to bring her."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Oh," said Lewis, pleasantly surprised. "That's a welcome change, Hela."

He smiled, not at all ironically.

"The better handle she gets on her anger, the more control you'll have over your own actions," he reflected. "The better off you'll both be."

He gathered his clothing, sans the sacrificed pocket square.

"Well, I suppose I'd better wash my things, then," he said, changing subjects.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Hm, I suppose you should..."

Hela dropped her arms back to her sides, shaking off her slight irritation like a wet dog.

"And afterwards, you'll get food from downstairs, right?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"That I will," he assured.

"I'll just put the clothes in to soak, give myself a quick towel-off, throw on another outfit, and pop down."

He grabbed the set of clothes he'd donned as Henry earlier that day and took it, along with the bloody top and waistcoat he'd worn as Edward, into the bathroom.

He re-emerged shortly and went downstairs.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela waved a hand as he left, before falling back onto one of the beds, closing her eyes with a heavy sigh.

It had been a long day.

She laid there, sorting through her thoughts, and didn't stir even when she heard the door to the room open again.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Here we are," announced Lewis, shutting and locking the door behind him.

A positively mouthwatering aroma drifted from the covered tray he carried.

"The hotel's specialty is beef Wellington with seasonal vegetables. I think you'll like it."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Her stomach rumbled at the smell and she sat up, folding her legs to her chest.

"You're the expert," said Hela, eyeing the tray eagerly, though the emotion seemed muted.

"Will we be splitting the beef and vetagables...?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Ah, no. I ate downstairs. This is all yours."

He set the tray in front of Hela on the bed.

"Bon appétit," he wished her in perfect French.

"I'm going to get a bath."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Hm." She gave a slight nod, starting to uncover her food when a question made her pause.

"Wait, one thing before you do..."

Hela stared at him for a moment and tapped her finger lightly against the lid.

"Was... the line between Edward and Henry always so..." She struggled to think of the right description. "...less defined with you?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Oho, Hell no," he laughed, thinking back. "It's changed quite a bit over the years. There was even a time, earlier on, when I thought of myself as two different people."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela seemed to relax at that, giving another nod.

"That's all, for now," She told him, "Though if I'm not asleep by the time you finish your bath, I'd like to know more."

She turned her attention back to the food, tasting a little before happily emptying the plate, having to force herself to slow down and savor each bite.

By the time Lewis left the bathroom, Hela was nearly dozing.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

He crept out quietly, curious whether she'd be asleep or not.

Not wishing to disturb her, he got into bed without a word, and turned down the gaslights.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Hela lifted her head slightly, blinking twice, then laid her head back on her pillow with a soft mumble.

Soon, she had fallen asleep and rested rather peacefully...

...until, a couple hours before seven-o'-clock am, her usual nightmares began to seep into her slumbering mind, this time with a new twist.

Catt approached, snarling and dripping blood and bone from the nickel sized bullet hole in her head. She taunted, beat, tortured Hela, breaking bones and burning flesh.

The not-Catt then forced Hela to peer into a mirror, and the young Hyde found her reflection was none other than Edward...

His grin was monstrous, teeth as sharp as knives and stained with blood, while his were eyes as dark as an abyss.

He merely stared at her for what felt like an eternity, then his hand darted out of the glass to seize Hela by the throat as she shrieked.

She bolted upright, a hand jumping to her throat as she gulped down air. Her whole body trembled with the rush of adrenaline.

"Hell..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Lewis had fallen asleep soon after Hela.

When he heard her startle, however, he sat up suddenly...

...in Henry's body.

"Oh, Hell! What is it?" he cried in alarm, taking a moment to register where he was.

"Hela?" he asked, voice and form shifting to that of Lewis. "Are you alright?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"F-Fine... j-just a dream..."

Hela clenched her eyes shut and shuddered, forcing herself to at least breathe slowly, if not steadiy.

"Y... You weren't Henry when you went to sleep... were you?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Nightmare, unless I miss my guess...

"Er...no. I went to sleep exactly as you see me now."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Fear shot through her.

"It could've been E-Edward..." realized Hela, swallowing back a whimper, "Instead of you or Henry, I could've w-woken up him..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Only for a few seconds, darling. I can't control which aspect my dreaming mind taps into, but I shift back instantly once I'm fully awake."

He regarded her, noting the fear.

Definitely a nightmare.

"Goodness, what did you dream?" he asked, perhaps rhetorically, concern in his tone. "It's alright; you're here. Safe in the bed."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"I don't..."

She shook her head, searching around her for where she had left the carving knife.

"I'm not safe... not w-with you..." Hela disagreed. She wouldn't look him in the eye.

She found it on the nightstand and clutched it close to herself, almost like a child would a comfort object.

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Hela..." said Lewis softly, wanting for all the world to ease her fear. "I assure, you are. There's not a safer person in all the world. You interacted with Henry and Edward because you requested it. It never happened before. And never will again, if that's what you want. This...I'm... This phenomenon in me is under my control. It's under control. I'm just...me. That's all."

His eyes had grown moist.

Slowly, so as not to frighten her, he knelt by her bed, full knowing she'd grabbed the knife. He wanted to clasp her hands in his, to embrace her, comfort her...but he didn't think she'd like that right now.

Instead, he simply spoke his heart.

"I...love you, Hela. You may drive me mad sometimes, but I do. There's the truth of it."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Hela tucked her chin, knuckles white against the knifes handle.

"Then why did you leave me?"

She repeated the question with the same deep, aching hurt as she had before.

"Why did you let him get my hopes up and hurt me a-and let me nearly die?"

"Why didn't you stop him? Where was the love then?" A shuddering breath. "I thought I was safe, I thought it'd be fun..."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Tough love is love all the same. I loved you the only way I could as Edward. By challenging you to make you stronger. By letting you fall and skin your knee so you learn better balance. By letting you hunt by yourself to see what needs fixing. I never left you, save for about twenty minutes in the church and nearby. I was there, watching you. As you finally got that bloody house to really burn. As you found my handiwork. As you climbed the tree. As you killed the rabbit. As you fled his packmates. When they'd sounded out your limit, I stepped in. Grabbed you by the proverbial scruff and hauled you away from danger. Led you back to the den.

"Can't you see?" he asked, looking at her with sorrow at her predicament and indignance at those not present. "They've coddled you at the Society. Domesticated you. Catered to your whims like a finicky cat! How could you ever grow stronger like that? Or more cunning? Hell, mere Glaswegians gave you a run for your money last night. Is that what you want? To have to flee in fear from common criminals? I did everything for you as Edward that Edward possibly could."

He held her gaze, at a loss for what else to do. He'd given it his all, every part of him.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She crumpled in on herself at his words, tears trickling from her eyes and sobs wracking her body, though she made almost no noise.

"I'm not strong, not fast, not smart, not brave, I can't fight, I just c-can't..." Her throat grew tight and burned, making her words hoarse. "I-I want t-to, but I c-can't!"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Hela..." said Lewis, and ventured a gentle hand over hers. "You're young. That's all. You'll learn better, and do better. I know you want to live. Live like you expect you'll see tomorrow. Plan. See what didn't work and tweak it. Avoid the easy out. You'll grow.

"And I'll be here for you."

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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

((Route taken while carrying Hela to flee from Gorbals Boys:

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Silverliné Carew  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

( Oh how cute! you drew little x's to represent the guys! )

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Jekyll1886  Silverliné Carew • 2 years ago • edited

((Yep! The blue one is Hela! ^_^

I have discovered the snipping tool... XD))

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Helen Jekyll  Silverliné Carew • 2 years ago

(My personal favorite is how 86 drew the Model Lodging House on fire in one! And the label for Michael nearly had me in tears! XDD)

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

((More like HYDEna.))

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Helen Jekyll  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

((HJ... why? XDD))

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

(Somebody gets grumpy when they're hungry!~)

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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

(Yep! XD Hela does the same, but she's not hungry now, just terrified.)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(Lol. Hydes have diabetes. XD And I can make this joke because my family has a history of diabetes.)

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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

(And to think one time Lewis was so cruel as to make Hela skip breakfast... XD)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(She wasn't wearing her medical bracelet! XD)

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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

((So, random fact: There's a genetic propensity toward hypoglycemia in certain pockets of the Scottish population...my grandmother among them, for example. The hangry behavior is much similar to what you describe.))

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

(So they ARE diabetic! XXDDDDX)

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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

((I was more thinking of the hypoglycemia associated with haplogroup J, which is actually protective against diabetes, oddly enough.))

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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

( Funnily enough, Utterson was supposed to be diabetic for awhile. owo;; He would've suffered from low blood sugar from time to time, but then I decided not too. )

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(FYI ya'll are on page 107.)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(Make that 109!)

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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

(That's amazing. XDDD

Thank you for saving all this!)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(Correction: 110. And it's my pleasure!)

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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

(Oh gosh, it's so much... XD)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(28,269 words and counting!~)

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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

(It's so... so much...)

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RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago

Good morning from England, everybody!! X3

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Silverliné Carew  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago

( oh hey! good morning!

I didn't know you were British too )

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RBDECEPTICON17  Silverliné Carew • 2 years ago

(Indeed I am! It's a sunny day today! X3)

(I'm from a little village called Keadby, right next to Scunthorpe and a train ride away from Doncaster. X3)

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Silverliné Carew  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago

( I don't know where any of those are but that's okay because people probably shouldn't know where you live!

I just hope you're not getting the kind of sweltering heat that....North America's being slammed with! )

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RBDECEPTICON17  Silverliné Carew • 2 years ago

(Good point, Silverline. X3)

(And though it's pretty warm, it's not too bad. X3)

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Jasper Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago • edited

( Hello! snail players with technical difficulties here!

We still haven't forgotten about you, but we sure would like to forget about this site's sheer ineptitude.

"Meanwhile, inside The Society, Rose and Jamie were working on a potion together, both women wearing expressions of concentration as they hoped that it wouldn't blow up in their faces again.

"Okay Rose, just three drops this time." Jamie whispered to the blushing blonde, the older sexologist keeping her friend's hands steady with her own, as they were about to attempt this part of creating their latest concoction for the third time that day.

Rose tried to steady her shaking, but with Jamie being so close to her, the taller and stronger woman's breasts pressed against the shy blonde's back, it was extremely difficult to achieve such a goal."

"I don't want to hurt you" )

( The giant stares down at the tiny human, stunned. No one had ever been concerned about "hurting" the mass produced, largely defective Beta soldiers.

What was she anyway? like four feet tall? )

hurt…me?

( Slowly, her strong features soften, seemingly melting into the jolly bellowing laughter ringing through the air )

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As if YOU could touch a Jasper like ME!

I’d like to see you try! ha ha!

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RBDECEPTICON17  Jasper Jekyll • 2 years ago

(Smart thinking, Jasper! X3)

(Also i'm just curious...is Silverliné Carew's OC a Pearl? :3)

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Silverliné Carew  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago • edited

( OOOH you just hit on a very important plot point.

It's not super relevant in this AU...yet but a major life event happens because of this question in the regular canon.

We skipped over most of the first half of the story in order to introduce these two together...without there being drama right out the gate.

Heaven knows this group already has a long conga line going. The only thing we're missing is Susan Luce

For all purposes, however, she is a human being ( with largely Germanic ancestry, if you were wondering about her nose. )

Jasper was making fun of and exaggerating their size difference.

Silver's height is 5' 5" 3/4. She reaches just below Jasper's bust.

She's not that small!

....oh, I guess you're going to want my reply, huh? ~le cracks knuckles )

I-I...

( For a moment, the world stands still, the streets echoing with her raspy cackling.

Silver watches, stunned by the scene before her.

The larger of the two throwing her head back, her lopsided toothy smile on display for the world to see.

Chest heaving with each gasp of air, shirt unbuttoned just so.

Tantalizingly so

Her blonde mane dancing in the sunlight.

She'd almost forgotten just how beautiful the Quartz's laughter is.

She almost didn't care that she was being laughed at

"Oh wait. I'm supposed to say something"

Frantically, she searches for words- the right words- to put together as her mind scrambles to return to the here and now.

The sentence HAS to be perfect.

Start. Stop. Rewrite. Review. Repeat.

The result is an unseemly stutter- footing lost as she stumbles over a mountain of rejected nouns, the rubble from cities constructed out of crumpled sentences, broken facades, built on a fault made of fragments.

She quickly averts her gaze back to the ground, face reddening even deeper. )

uh...well I- well I wouldn't

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RBDECEPTICON17  Silverliné Carew • 2 years ago

After a moment, the two sexologists attempted to add the final ingredient to the potion they were working on, hovering one vial over another with a pair of utensils, so as to avoid it getting anywhere near Rose or Jamie.

They just needed to add a few drops, no more and no less, otherwise the damn thing would go wrong again!

Rose was still shaking, even as Jamie tried to reassure and relax her, yet as they began to tip the vial sideways, in order for the last ingredient to drip down into the other vial beneath it...the blonde's shaking became too much and the liquid was accidently dropped onto her desk, staining and leaving the potion in an incomplete state.

"Oh god i'm so sorry, Jamie. I didn't mean to drop it again." She quickly apologised, as Jamie took the vial and utensil away from her, placing it upon Rose's desk before heading off to grab a toilet paper from Rose's bathroom, in order to clean up the mess her crush had accidently made.

"It's okay, Rose. No need to apologise." The older sexologist muttered, softly and reassuringly, to the sweet blonde.

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Jasper Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago • edited

( The boisterous laughter dies down, the giant's grin dwindling down into an endearing lopsided smile. )

C'mon, just hit me...

...You're not gonna hurt me, I swear. Jaspers are built to last, I've been through wars way worse than anything you humans have to offer.

I promise you you're not going to find a sturdier trainer...

( Her mouth twists into something halfway between a smile and an agitated frown. Frustration getting the better of her, she grabs Silver's shoulders and gives her a rough push. )

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Silverliné Carew  Jasper Jekyll • 2 years ago

hey!

( Silver staggers backwards a little before regaining her footing. She gives Jasper a rough push in return. )

watch it!

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Dr. H. Griffin • 2 years ago

Quick question: are we ever going to do that Jail RP? I mean, considering what Sabrina has now put up...

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The Fox • 2 years ago

( Hyde without a Jekyll Jekyll1886 Here we are! The final act, where everyone can finally rest. Malemi is finally getting healed and Selan has beaten her fear, at least for the moment. )

The Fox:

The water ring's glow softened as Selan's focus increased, the ring itself becoming larger.

Malemi was tense at first, but a soothing calm came over him. His body grew heavy with sleep and his eyes grew distant. The ring broke and started twirling around his form. Selan's form had shrunk immensely having drained a large part of herself into the ring itself.

A serpentine head emerged along with glimmering scales and long flowing body. Its eyes opened to the world and blinked lazily. It was Selan, or at least a memory of what she used to be. The snake looked down at the two flatmates, its heart touched by their display of friendship.

With a tender touch, it began curling around Malemi, lightly pushing Lewis out of the way. Its tongue flickered out and by some silent command, dark, vicious liquid siphon up from Malemi's body. It took the illness within itself, destroying it from reality.

Meanwhile, something approached swiftly down the tunnel and stopped, its eyes watching with great interest...

Jekyll1886:

Lewis went with the push, gratefully giving Selan space to work.

He picked up his cane and Sinnett's device and took up a post at the mouth of the tunnel, purposefully interposing himself between his group and who- or whatever approached.

At the same time, he strove to discern the nature and identity of the entity or entities in the tunnel.

Hyde Without a Jekyll:

The water witch's bestial form arose from the liquid, though slightly startled at first Emerson soon relaxed at the sight of the pitch like fluid gurgling up from his body. Things were finally looking up.

The attentive observer may have even noticed that the grumpy ghost was smiling at the sight.

The Fox:

The creature in the tunnel was undoubtedly Orin. His signature was aggressive at first, but at the sight of Selan and Malemi, grew subdued.

Orin had never seen her like this. He had only heard stories of such miracles, that is, before she had vanished so many years ago. It was simply astounding to see, though it wasn't without its irony.

She who could shed the world's troubles from others could not shed them from herself...

Orin couldn't help but laugh to himself.

The sudden appearance of Lewis didn't surprise him. Calmly, in his most neutral tone, he greeted Weir.

--" Well, I guess you won this battle haven't you? I can see why the cat chose you, or did you chose the cat? Either way, I congratulate you. "--

Jekyll1886:

"All we ever wanted was a chance, Orin," shrugged Lewis, "as per our agreement. I'm a man of my word, when I give it."

He looked the Hound earnestly in the eye.

"I just wanted to keep my friend. That's all.

"To be honest, I'm certain he'd be quite happy to give you and Callum a wide berth, stay out of your affairs. As would I, if you and yours are willing to do the same for us. There's no need for battles and wars, to my mind."

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

((Hyde without a Jekyll ))

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Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago

I am proud of you Mz. Hyde for the joke. I was talking about fallout during it

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chatterghosts • 2 years ago • edited

(( Tairais ))

An unadorned silver band - someone as observant as Richard would easily identify it as the very same Elias and Arty had worn - waited at Richard's bedside table. The text scrawled on the back of the place card that sat aside it seemed to make everything clear and yet offer no explanation at all, quite bafflingly at the same time:

I know you loved him too.

Don't look too far into this for meaning.

EC

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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

Eyes and limbs heavy with exhaustion as the last leg of his illness began to run its course, it was all Richard could do to turn his head, lift the note ever so slightly so that it was at eye level, and read the thing.

He was equal parts regretful and thankful that he'd read it. Naturally, he began to look too far into the gesture before he realized he really didn't have the energy to do so. Whatever medication... whatever doctor had given him filled his mouth and head with the cotton-stuffs of clouds and the heaviness of the morning fog off the Thames.

He decided to instead focus on the hesitantly warm, definitely bittersweet feeling nesting in his ribs. It was easier that way.

Slowly, carefully, he maneuvered the ring onto the ring finger of his right hand. If he could focus for long enough, he could imagine it was resting against flesh and blood. If he could focus under all that, he would remember promises exchanged under a canopy of silk and light.

If he could focus past that still, he could imagine that this ring erased the first of many terrible choices regarding his ill-fated attempts at love.

He couldn't though. His mouth and head were filled with the cotton-stuffs of clouds and the heaviness of the morning fog off the Thames.

Birds fluttered in his chest and something softly hummed in his heart, and that was all he knew before slumber overtook him, his now-ringed finger just barely touching the note, carefully fallen to the table.

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Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago

(Finally figured out how to get back on my account! Sorry for the delay.)

Nyx titled her head, skeptical. "You've known a lot of people in the past and there hasn't been a ghostly visit before.... Who would this one be?"

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Alicia Ghast  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago

"Well, there were a few, but it was all just in my head..." Alicia muttered under her breath. "I don't know who it could be."

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chatterghosts  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago

If breezes could be bristled, this one was, by any indication - the temperature plummeted.

It started to climb back to a normal one after that, slowly, almost apologetically.

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Nyx Silverfang  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

"Do... Do you think it could be Artemis?" asked Nyx slowly, hesitant to bring him up. She didn't want to hurt her.

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Alicia Ghast  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago

Alicia froze, then looked at Nyx. Her eyes were hopeful, but sad. "Do you think?" She looked out at the room. "Is it Artemis?"

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Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Looking for ideas: if you were making a new Jekyll-and-Hyde character, what might you do? How might the two be diffrent - go for the classic version, or reverse it and have a nice Hyde, or wha - and what might set off ythe transformation, and so on? I've ended up making a character like that, well, a Hulk variation actually, in a superhero RP, on the spur of the moment at another player's suggestion, and I don't really know where to go with her - we got as far as her first transformatin and going to continue tomorrow. Might think of something interesting over night, but would welcome ideas to think about, I know you peeps usualy have lots of multi-coloured ideas to let off between you!

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The Fox  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Can you give some basic info of the character first? :o What do you have down so far?

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Wizardblizzard  The Fox • 2 years ago

Next to nowt, that's why I'm asking. Literally what happened was that I was talking to this person about getting started in the chat channel and they said "I have an idea for a hero you could play if you're up for it". What we have so far is, she's a scientist working on a cure for cancer, she spilt something into something and it blew up and now she is an incredible hulk. The two halves have different personalities too (but we don't know how yet), and she'll go to the other player's character, who is magicky, for help in getting it under control. Character eventually to be called the Gentle Giantess. As I say, we've only got as far as blowing her up, so all we know about the hulk form yet is that she's 6' 4" and massive.

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Wizardblizzard  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago • edited

...so yes, quite a lot actually, now I think about it :-D it was the transformation and how iit worked that I had next to nowt down about.

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The Fox  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Alright! So you've already got a good start on her! :D So my initial thought is that she transforms when others are in danger. So, she'd be unable to transform if she were in danger, but seeing others in danger would prompt her to go protect them and remove them from danger.

Essentially, I could see her being a defensive hero? So instead of fighting people and effectively beating them into submission, she seeks non violent ways to catch the villain and protect innocent bystanders.

Is she going to be part of a team by chance?

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Wizardblizzard  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited

I like that idea.

She's going to be part of a team if I have anything to do with it, because I like them. (It's one of those sprawling sites with dozens of players and characters dropping in and out and quite a few teams going around. Bit like us, really.) She's gonna need it, anyway.

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The Fox  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Ah, ok! Sounds like a plan! :D

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