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[jowly]

Seems like you've got a bit of Scottish fetish. Don'tcha? Look, I'm not judging what's inside your head — at least you don't get off from being in the heads' of people shagging in the toilets. Now that's totally side-eye worthy. And probably not something I should repeat, yeah? Right, well, where was I? Oh yeah, us charming, irresistible Scots. I can hardly blame ya. I know it must be our crazy good—

[ cutting you off right there, alex. ]

Alright, alright. Jesus. I know that's not what you want to talk about because what you would rather talk about is heart-wrenching, gut-punching depressing and not on my list of conversation topics right now. Sorry, let's just rewind back to a time when I wasn't stuck in a box next to my own fucking skull and my biggest problem was an uncomfortable, but sexy, bra.

Christ, I wish I could go for a drink.

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vortex of scottish charm

[dilemma]

We could all use a drink. How exactly is your mun handling this? You've got a mouth on you. Inquiring minds.

exactly what i said

[jowly]

Sure you'd be able to enjoy it more than I can.

But! Oddly, not the first time someone's told me they like my mouth. I reckon it's a nice change. Have you seen inside this girl's head? She's got someone from a bloody kid's show in there.

[sitis]

[Have Mitchell, just kind of- yeah he's really not at all sure what to say right now...

really sort of not at all.

Thanks Mitchell, for being no help at all.

:|]

[jowly]

[ Have Alex staring back, waiting for him to form something resembling words, but nope.

Doesn't look like it's happening. ]

Wow, well, this is exhilarating. You know, when I said I didn't want to talk, I wasn't thinking literal silence.

[sitis]

[He'll get there.

sorry.]

... right. Sorry...

[What? What?...]

It's just- you say a lot of words and-

[He's really usually a bit more smooth. Not that you can tell.]

Did you say 'sexy bra'? I- [His head tilts. There's a slow creeping smile...

and yes, he's totally imaging that hold on..]

Uhm.. Hi, I'm Mitchell, given the circumstances it only seems right we get that out of the way, yeah?

[jowly]

[ this is starting to seem vaguely familiar. you vampires. ]

Oh, so, you're one of the silent and creepy types. With a side order of bluntness.

[ because he did not dance around that one. ]

Charmed, Mitchell. I'm Alex, and yes, there is a sexy bra, which I should avoid mentioning before — ah, there it is — I can see you picturing it.

[sitis]

Yes. [A pause. Wait.] No, well- yes. Just, I'm not creepy.

[He's not creepy. Silent sometimes...

Okay so maybe he's a little creepy. But vampire he's allowed.]

Pleased t'meet you Alex. [Well at least he looks fairly amused.] Can you blame me? Honestly?

cries i was thinking "i hope if i click obscure tv, alex will be there" and here she is

[twelvesteps]

How exactly does that happen?

... The bit about the box and the skull. Not the Scottish fetish.

[ Or the sexy bra. ]

skjdh glad to provide. but yeah, why don't we have a canon tag??

[jowly]

[ definitely not the sexy bra. ]

Funny you should ask, 'cos that happens when you're dead and you meet the Devil. Yeah. The senile sicko trapped me in my own coffin.

so terribly late. I, too, was prowling the obscure tag hoping for BH.

[fangled]

Me too.

scream!

[jowly]

Oh, ha-ha-ha. I see what you did there. Well, you can fuck right off.

Not getting anything to drink from me, buddy, that's for sure.

no, don't scream, hush now...

[fangled]

[ well, he thought it was quite clever. ]

Not unless I want brain-freeze. Which, I don't.

silent screams

[jowly]

[ clever to anyone but her. ]

Now that would be funny. But seeing as how I want you as far away as possible, I'll settle with the sodding off.

[fangled]

Come on, don't be like that...

[ he pauses, brow wrinkling slightly. ]

What was your name again?

[jowly]

Ehm, you killed me. I think I'm entitled to be however I want, thanks.

[ her eyebrows shoot right up because, wow buddy, you are skating on thin, thin ice. ]

Christ. You couldn't even be bothered to learn that?

[fangled]

Didn't really seem important at the time. I think it started with an A...

[ it's hard to tell if he genuinely can't remember or if he's being an asshole. ]

[jowly]

[ she votes asshole. :| ]

Alex.

[fangled]

Right. Alex. Of course. Sorry, did you say you were stuck in a box? Are you haunting your own grave? I'm not really up with ghost fashion.

errybody creeping on the obscure canon tag.... also hal is pre-s5 but i'm caught up

[incaptivity]

[ Stuck in a— ??? ]

Have you tried Rentaghosting?

i welcome all creeping and NOTED

[jowly]

You mean I can rentaghost? Wow, I had no idea. Why didn't think of that before—

[ :| ]

Oh wait. Of course, I tried rentaghosting!

[incaptivity]

Well I cannot imagine why it wouldn't have worked. Are you sure you're doing it properly?

[jowly]

Yeah, trust me, I tried. And did it how I've always been doing it, just like Annie taught me.

[incaptivity]

I don't know what to tell you, Alex; where there's a way in, there must be a way out. —How did you get in there, anyway?

[jowly]

Well, I know what I'm going to tell that bastard Hatch when I finally get out. Oh, sidenote: he's the Devil.

[incaptivity]

The— ...Oh.

[ Oh. Yeah. Guess who does not look nearly as surprised about that as he should. ]

[jowly]

[ Yep. She sees that look. ]

Oh? Just oh? I think the bloody Devil warrants a little more than oh.

[incaptivity]

I might have— [ back-peddling, go. ] We've met. Not personally— or, well, technically in person, but I didn't get a good look at his face, and in any case, it was a very long time ago. Practically a century.

[ So that makes it fine, right. ]

[jowly]

[ Just let her... process that. ]

Hang on. Let me get this straight. You met the Devil almost a hundred years ago, and you've just been letting him run around? All that time!

[incaptivity]

We tried to get rid of him, but it didn't work, exactly. [ Can't imagine why. ] And then he escaped, and— well, he was weak enough that it didn't seem like a priority!

[jowly]

Didn't seem like a priority? [ Wow. Such a funny joke, Hal. No idea you were a comedian. ] What universe are you living in? 'Cos clearly we're not from the same one where the Devil is kind of a big deal.

[incaptivity]

If I had known he was going to start trapping ghosts in their own coffins a hundred years later, I might have put a little more effort into finding him.

[ Hal can't admit being wrong, news at 11. ]

[jowly]

Sounds like you should have thought ahead. [ And Alex can't let anyone live anything down, ever. ] Now I'm trapped and shit's going down that I can't stop.

[incaptivity]

Yes, next time I'll be sure to make my rota for the entire century. [ :| ]

I'm sorry that you're trapped. But hopefully Tom and I can handle it.

[jowly]

Would not be surprised if you haven't already.

[ Because you're you, Hal. ]

Me too, except I hear it's me who has to handle you two. I mean, you weren't exactly in the best shape last I saw you.

[incaptivity]

[ A concerned pause. ] How do you mean?

[jowly]

[ Oh Jesus, don't tell her this is some sci-fi shit that she has to explain things because they haven't happened yet. ]

I mean, you went off the rails. And you were on the express train to Junkie Station. [ get where she's going with this? ] You drank blood, Hal — and worse, you lied about it to me.

[ There might of been some miscommunication with what happened with Natasha, and him actually wanting to be clean, but d e t a i l s. ]