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[.....] Is it? Because this feels rather u-unusual. [his breath stutters in his throat as a shiver goes through him as the temperature dramatically drops--before he jumps, hand reaching out and instinctively latching onto Edward's as a beaker shatters]
| | [Edward, meanwhile, doesn't even blink.] Oh, no, this is pretty normal, really. [He'll look around the room. It's dark, sure, but... anything visible?] |
| | H-Hah, well. Glad you think so. [OH NO HE'S DYING... He's so red now...] |
This is normal?! [Oswald's voice rises, cracking just a bit--and another beaker shatters as the temperature continues to drop.
There isn't anything visible--until a hand materializes, suddenly, grabbing the back of Oswald's coat and jerking him back, dragging him across the lab with a hard, fast yank.]
"TRAITOR!"
[it's practically a roar, angry, distorted--not that Oswald can hear it. He can only gasp, eyes wide, cane going clattering from his hand to the floor, as he's practically flung across the lab, slamming into the counter--which makes him yelp because ow]
There isn't anything visible--until a hand materializes, suddenly, grabbing the back of Oswald's coat and jerking him back, dragging him across the lab with a hard, fast yank.]
"TRAITOR!"
[it's practically a roar, angry, distorted--not that Oswald can hear it. He can only gasp, eyes wide, cane going clattering from his hand to the floor, as he's practically flung across the lab, slamming into the counter--which makes him yelp because ow]
| | Ah-- Oswald! [That's the first thing that startles him. Because now it's Oswald who's affected. Edward starts moving over to him, though he pauses, his eyes narrowed. If he could see where the ghost was, this would be a lot easier. ...Whatever. He keeps moving, to Oswald.] A-Are you okay...? |
| | [yep his hip sure is on fire because ow that hurt--and Oswald's bracing himself against the counter, sucking in a breath through his teeth.] I've had worse. [His voice is a snarl, eyes darting around the room in the barely-lit dark, as if trying to fruitlessly to see what's after them. Edward will see it first, of course. A hulking mass of rot and red, flesh starting to slough off bones, maggots crawling out of crevices. Blood spattered down the front. It looks about ready to make another lunge for the two of them] "Thief! Betrayer!" [it howls, throwing itself in their direction] |
| | [That's still not great, though. But Edward looks over and... Oh. Oh, that's... fun. Honestly, he's staring just a little. He might be used to this sort of thing, but a sight like that is still kind of a lot. Something... Something very bad happened here. And thats never great. However, anything he might be feeling is kind of drowned out by... something else.] |
| | [Edward pulls Oswald out of the way, a little, just to be safe. Get them both out of the way of that lunge. And then... Then Edward stands up a little straighter, eyes narrowed, staring the mass down.] Excuse me. |
| | [Oswald sucks in a breath as Edward pulls him back--and he watches as Edward's back straightens, facing down...something. Whatever's coming after them. His eyes flick between him and the empty air in front of them, tense, waiting. The hulking thing snarls, teeth gnashing as it looms over the two of them. He definitely has its attention] "skin him alive for this--!" [and it starts making a move to reach for them] |
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| | [Oh no, no, no. Absolutely not. Edward is having none of that. He just takes a step forward and keeps staring this thing down.] I said, excuse me. [His voice is... even. Calm, but a little stern. Like he's talking to an unruly child.] Would you stop that? |
| | Yes, well, nicely done, you really showed that beaker before. [Sorry, ghost, he's not having any of this shit.] You're only making a mess right now. [HONESTLY!] How about you explain yourself? And then maybe I can actually do something for you. Otherwise I'm just going to leave and it will just be you and an empty lab again. |
| | [Let... them out...?] ...Were you... stuck inside there? |
| | [Oh. Oh.] ...I'm sorry. I... know the feeling. [...] Your partner... he isn't here. |
"Not here?!"
[the ghost's form writhes a bit, looking far too much like the Greedy from that horrible Raggedy Anne and Andy movie.]
"He must pay!"
[Oswald may not be able to hear the other half of the conversation, but he can put two and two together. Between Edward's side of this conversation and the evidence of the smell that came from that area...he can guess at what happened to whomever was in there. And he's stepping closer to Edward so he can ask him a question, though he keeps his attention trained on the space in front of them]
Was their partner Murray Leitfield?
[the ghost's form writhes a bit, looking far too much like the Greedy from that horrible Raggedy Anne and Andy movie.]
"He must pay!"
[Oswald may not be able to hear the other half of the conversation, but he can put two and two together. Between Edward's side of this conversation and the evidence of the smell that came from that area...he can guess at what happened to whomever was in there. And he's stepping closer to Edward so he can ask him a question, though he keeps his attention trained on the space in front of them]
Was their partner Murray Leitfield?
| | ... [...Edward just swallows, keeping his gaze fixed on the ghost. Focus. Just... don't feel for a bit.] Murray... Is that your partner's name? Is he the one you're angry with? |
| | Yep. [Edward still hasn't flinched at any of this. Hm...] ...What's your name? |
| | Leonard. Can you tell me... what happened? If I understand, then... maybe I can help you. |
Leonard...[Oswald frowns, slightly, brow creasing into a frown--yeah he sure is going to just start going through all the evidence in his head]
"We had a job. Get notes of the current progress. We came in. Ray wanted to just go to the lab, but there was a guard in the break room. She would hear us. Informant told us about the passage. I took care of the guard, then went to the passage. Ray was supposed to let me out the other end. He didn't. The passage on the other end locked. I got stuck halfway. Called and called, then I heard people. They didn't hear me. Waited, and waited. But nobody came."
"We had a job. Get notes of the current progress. We came in. Ray wanted to just go to the lab, but there was a guard in the break room. She would hear us. Informant told us about the passage. I took care of the guard, then went to the passage. Ray was supposed to let me out the other end. He didn't. The passage on the other end locked. I got stuck halfway. Called and called, then I heard people. They didn't hear me. Waited, and waited. But nobody came."
| | I see... ...I'm sorry. [A passage. That explains some of this, at least. There's... Well, there's a cold feeling in his chest, as he hears all of this. He knows that feeling. Terror. He's not going to deal with that right now. He shuts it down, shoves it away. That's for later. Or never, that'd be great too. But certainly not now.] Your partner... he was arrested. [...] Who gave you this job? Can you tell me? |
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