(canon: sleepy hollow)

[constables]

Ah. Yes.

If I am truthful, I must say I've had misgivings regarding - this since I first noticed the seed being planted. But as you did not act on your impulses, I did not act on my suspicions.

However. I realize that you've no intentions of putting me in harm's way, or any immediate danger, but nonetheless, I must protest. You realize I've duties to attend to in New York, not to mention Katrina and Young Masbath - yet aside from that, I do not take kindly to impersonation, Miss. A strange phenomenon, yes, and one that I suppose I must credit you for allowing me to experience.

- Impersonating a person of the law is actually a felony where you are from, is it not?

Comments

Why hello there.

[magic_isnt_real]

Sadly they work outside the realm of even their own law enforcement. There is no evidence of our capture and should we be returned it will be as if we never left.

oh hay.

[constables]

Then surely - even if the kidnapping cannot be proven - something must occur at home. An exchange, perhaps, if no suspicions are roused upon my return. [pause.] Our return.

[magic_isnt_real]

Not quite. From what I understand it may be something temporal far beyond our current understanding. You don't simply return to the spot you were taken you return to the TIME you were taken.

[constables]

And suppose, for a moment, that I am gone for a considerable time. Years, perhaps. [ichabod, don't wince, we can totally hang out for years. it'll be great.] I suppose, beyond reason as the rest of this is , that I will not return aged.

[magic_isnt_real]

Good assessment. We will return as the age we left and barring anything the mundanes may decide it will be without the memories we gained while we were their captive.

Not that any would believe us should we tell the tale.

[constables]

Well. How fortunate that we should have experience with the unbelievable, if that as the case.

[magic_isnt_real]

It certainly will help...to a degree.

There are things here beyond the Horseman.

[constables]

Things.

[this does not sound good.]

Such as?

[magic_isnt_real]

Old alien beings that can cause insanity. Immortal beings that can be likened to gods. Very powerful creatures that have dubbed themselves demons and many other things we thought to be myth.

[damn_meatbags]

Sarcastic mockery: Oh no, this meatbag mundane is doing something with me that I don't approve of. I have pointless things to do. Let me point out that this is illegal.

Statement: The laws of your reality is not applicable to them, meatbag.

[constables]

[he's just gonna. take a step back. and observe. that's what we'll call it.]

I'm unaware of a place where unwilling capture is not cause for worry. Nor does this have any basis in reason. I'm within my right to question her.

[damn_meatbags]

Statement: It is a common occurrence in this place, to make puppets of individuals like yourself.

Addendum: Being difficult only seems to encourage these meatbags.

[constables]

Puppets. Are you implying that she fancies herself some sort of puppetmaster, then? More to the point, I think, a deity?

[damn_meatbags]

Answer: That is exactly what I'm saying, meatbag.

[constables]

Ah. Then she won't take kindly should I call it a folly.

That phrase - word. Why do you insist on using it?

[damn_meatbags]

Statement: I do not think that she would.

Answer: It is part of my programming, meatbag. My master found it entertaining when I once called his apprentice 'meatbag' and then programmed me to refer to all organic creatures as such.

[euphrasie]

I believe the popular phrase of the time is: "I do what I want." [ :\ ]

[constables]

A troubling motto under the proper circumstances. Improper, rather.

[wait.]

Are you familiar with the term - ah - "yolo?"

[euphrasie]

It often gets people - see: people like us - hurt. Or at least in uncomfortable situations.

[ and a long stare. ] I have not heard of this "yolo," Monsieur. Is this a Latin phrase?

[constables]

Discomfort is more of a nuisance than worrisome, I think. I fear it is unavoidable, regardless of the situation.

[but this discomfort's different because he doesn't know what's going on either, uh.] Latin? I believe not. I'm under the impression that it is an acronym. "You only live once." Perhaps it is applicable. [in the worst way.]

[euphrasie]

[ cosette looks thoughtful, tapping her chin. oh, yes, that makes more sense. ]

I oftentimes think people use these phrases to feel less guilty about doing things they probably should not do. But I also suppose there isn't any harm considering that we are both here and active.

[constables]

No harm, perhaps, Miss, but I'm afraid I was not expecting to have to keep an eye on her in such a way. But. If I must.

May I ask your name, Miss? And assume that such things are common with you, as well?

[euphrasie]

My apologies for not introducing myself! I am Cosette, Monsieur, and I am very familiar with having a mad lady pull my strings. [ she twists her lips around before offering a friendly smile and a bow of her head. ] What is your name?

[constables]

As, apparently, are so many others here. A shame we all must share it.

[he nods as well, rather stiffly.] Constable Ichabod Crane, at your service.

[euphrasie]

A pleasure, Constable, though a shame to be under such circumstances.

What business must you tend to?

[constables]

Indeed, though a shared misfortune brings one company like nothing else, it seems.

Police work. [he is too proud of himself. boy, please.] As well, I must learn quickly how to organize a wedding, lest my intended become restless.

[butterflyboy]

(Sorry, he's a bit busy staring at the goggles in that one icon.)

I doubt your muse is going to listen. . .and he or she would probably say that there's no felony against impersonating a lawman from a fictional universe. . .

What is the magnification on those?

[constables]

And I should simply sit silently and allow her to continue her potential misdeeds? No, it is my place to intervene.

[he frowns and holds up the goggles.]

High enough to do their job. [a hesitant grin.] I designed them myself, but I fear I do not recall the specifics.

[butterflyboy]

The trouble is knowing if she'll even listen to you. Mine does on occasion, but. . . (shrug)

(He grins back -- a bit of a mad smile.)

Oh, really? They look amazing! (then, a touch embarrassed) Sorry if I'm coming off a bit -- forward, I suppose. It's just, I'm a scientist -- an entomologist -- and something like those might be useful in my work.

[constables]

Often or not, that is somewhat more optimistic than the other warnings I have been receiving, Sir.

Ah, if that is the case, then yes, they would! I assure you, they are not at all difficult to make. [ichabod, you're also the one who made some wacky surgical tool nonsense things. don't make that call.]

[butterflyboy]

Well, I've mostly had decent things happen to me, so I'm inclined to be more optimistic than most. (The "sir" makes him realize introductions are due.) Oh, yes, I'm Victor Van Dort.

No -- and that's part of the beauty. I could probably find everything needed right in the shop. . . (Considering this a Mad Scientist version of Victor -- he can go ahead and make that call. XD)

[constables]

Ah. How lucky of you, Mister Van Dort. [he gives a stiff, somewhat awkward bow of his head.] Constable Ichabod Crane.

And if that's the case, I'm quite sure you could build them in no time at all.

[butterflyboy]

Trust me, I know. (He returns it.) Good to meet you.

(He grins.) Oh yes. . . Maybe even make a more improved version. . . Creating butterflies calls for quite a lot of small adjustments. . .

[picketywitch]

Out for adventure, Ichabod?

cries.

[constables]

So it seems, yet not of my own volition. [awk. :|]

mwahaha

[picketywitch]

Why then that guilty look?

[ She's teasing, of course. ]

c:

[constables]

Guilty?

[never.]

Perhaps your eyes are playing tricks.

/pinches cheeks

[picketywitch]

Perhaps. I am not as aware as you, after all.

ow. :|

[constables]

And still you manage to astound me, time and time again.

[napoleonsgun]

It's better to think of it as a partnership.

[Moran knows everything there is to know about indulging someone's psychotic impulses and excusing it as a partnership.]