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[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Revenge fairy-cakes: best to be avoided. Euuugh...

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[chasing-morning.livejournal.com]

*laughs, pulling out a thermos again*

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

*looking a rather pale chartreuse to those who could notice, manages a wry smile*

Got to stop meeting like this, luv.

[chasing-morning.livejournal.com]

*holds it out*

Well- if you stoped getting sick and eating the wrong things, then perhaps we could have a decent conversation.

Here- take it.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

*Takes the mug and takes a long sip, then gives a little heave and grimace, before cautiously settling back into the chair*

Yeh, well believe me, luv, I didn't _intend_ to eat them. They were for reven- erm, a gift.

So, how's things going with the opera then? You said you're going to be in Hannibal?

[chasing-morning.livejournal.com]

*smirking she finds her way to sit next to him on the nearest seating area*

I see.

I am- but the rehersals havn't even started yet. It isn't til March.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

It's sad, the disturbing lack of faith amongst people nowadays. If somebody showed up at your doorstep with a plate a congratulatory fairy-cakes, on account of you just having been nominated for a coveted award, you'd accept 'em with good grace, wouldn't you?

You wouldn't get all suspicious like and start rabbiting on about poison, and force a bloke to scoff the wretched things 'em himself, I'll bet.

But that's just how some people are. Suspicious. And ungrateful.

Oh, well you've a good long ways off til then. *takes another careful sip of tea* What you going to do in the mean time?

[chasing-morning.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I never plan on winning any awards then.

Well, rehersals will start with the new year, and I'll probably travel with Nathan when he has to go places... a lot of rehersals though.

[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

*sniggering and sympathetic--if such a thing is possible*

You aren't supposed to eat your own cooking.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Yeh, well I didn't _intend_ to, I assure you. I'd not have put the castor oil (and arsenic) in, if I had.

[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

Damn.

I usually make a few harmless items just in case someone calls me on it--but it doesn't sound as if that would have helped much.

Arsenic?

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

No, these were the sort a' suspicious types who'd keep making you eat 'em all til you got to the bad one. Which you've got to admire in a way. But still, it's a sad statement on the lack of trust in humans nowadays.

...Well I got that chemistry kit for Christmas. Had to try it out didn't I?

[fritz4now.livejournal.com]

The sort of thing you admire as much as you loathe--when you're the victim that is.

Didn't Hans get you that chemistry set?

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Yes, exactly!! S' like it inspires gnawing, cankerous hatred and burning desire for revenge- alongside a sort of deep, admiration and respect bordering on obsession.

Yeh he did- it was a bit defective at first. I had to kit it out with a lot of supplimental stuff from the chemist's and Angelus's medicine cabinet.

[arkhams-dr.livejournal.com]

Yes, well. You should have had some of my lovely tea. And I'm quite immune to arsenic - I flavor my toast with it.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Well then _you_ shoulda eaten the sodding fairy-cakes. You'd have loved them.

Nice underpants, by the way.

[arkhams-dr.livejournal.com]

What do my undergarments have to do with anything?

...wait, were you there when it started raining indoors? I remember that happening again.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Nothing, just was pretty funny when you stripped off your trous at the tea-table. Shortly after you were licking your big bit of rough's face. And you say I've got 'daddy-issues'. *sniggers*

Oh, you mean when you got into the shower-bath half-dressed? Yeh, I was there for that.

You lot'll really have to come round to ours next time, doc. Bring the family. Angelus'd love that Harvey bloke.

[arkhams-dr.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I tasted Harvey? I wonder what I was thinking. I'll have to start recording my little mental journeys again.

Harvey's nothing like my father. I don't have one, and have never needed one. No, he's more like an animus, a coalition of the undesirable attributes of humanity that I've managed to purge from myself. He is everything I do not wish to be - well. That explains a great deal.

For his part, he's very confused and unfortunately attracted to me, it seems. Maybe I represent his higher self, or maybe he just likes my eyes, but I assure you, the feelings (and feelings-up) are not mutual.

Your daddy issues are something altogether different.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Oh, right then. So all that bum-fondling and snogging was cos you _don't_ want him to slam you up against the wall and shag you cross-eyed. Got it.

I could tell he's clearly in love with you. That's why he was firing that pistol at your scrawny arse.

...Oh yeh? What're my 'daddy-issues' about then?

-And might I preface that by pointing out you've never even met Angelus, let alone had him throw a fairy-cake into your face whilst looming over you psychotically. I've _observed_ you and Mr. Dent.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*cue eye roll*

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

_Wot._

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes again* Yasmine said you keep eatin' stuff y'shouldn't.

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Yeh? Well in this instance I was forced, so the usual lectures hardly apply.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*trying hard not to giggle* You were...forced?

[will-aurelius.livejournal.com]

Yes! By a big gorilla of a bloke and his snivveling little henchman.