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elizabeth "daddy kink" comstock ([personal profile] baptizer) wrote2016-08-08 01:47 am

week 10 | sunday evening / monday morning

[ After a certain conversation, Elizabeth immediately tracks Jason down when he's returning back to his room. She had changed into her pajamas - a modest night gown and robe - and carries a pillow. ]

Jason, hold on one moment, please.

[ By now, it's easy to see they both had a long night. Elizabeth's tired - clutching onto her pillow a bit tightly as she stops in front of him. ]

... Would you mind if I spend the night with you?

[ Good job, Elizabeth, you're getting more bold. ]

I can't be alone. I can go sleep in the parlour but I figured I would simply ask -
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-08 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Unlike Elizabeth, it looks like Jason hasn't bothered to change into something more comfortable. Either he didn't care to get ready for bed after ending a certain conversation, or he was busy dealing with something else. Considering his usual attitude, there's no way of telling which is more likely.

He stops for her, however. Turns from his door toward her when she speaks up, and then — um. Yeah. Okay. Elizabeth sure is getting bolder. If he's surprised, he masks it quickly.]


... Yeah. Sure. [Wait. That sounds too kind.] I mean, I don't mind if you want to have a slumber party. We can talk about boys. Do our makeup. Complain about people we don't like. The nine yards.

[Ha ha. Talking about slumber parties makes him more upset than he'd like to admit. He told Adelina to crash at somebody else's place the next week, so she would have an alibi. What an idiot. He shouldn't have been concerned about her at all, but. Whatever. He gestures for Elizabeth to follow him and moves to unlock his room.

He's not looking at her, but he does add:]
Besides, what kind of guy do you take me for? I'm not going to make you sleep in a room where anybody could kill you while you're busy snoozing away.

[Never mind the fact that by sharing a room, they're exposing themselves to death by betrayal. What a conundrum. His head is going to hurt if he starts thinking too much about the pros and cons of being a hermit versus actually interacting with other human beings.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-08 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I do have amazing cheekbones.

[He unlocks his room, stepping aside so Elizabeth can head in first. It looks like he's tied up since the last time she's been here, so she won't spot any stray bottles of alcohol or crumpled up sheets of paper inside. Not in plain sight, anyway.]

Yeah. Because all our killers have been surprisingly patient and polite so far. But there's no rule that says they have to wait until Thursday to carry out a conspiracy kill.

[Look. He's just... worried about her. Which is disgusting and he wishes he could hit the off switch on his feeheeheelings, but it's too late for that. He supposes that's probably a side effect of being trapped with a select group of people for over two months. The more the situation drags on, the more invested he becomes in everyone's continued survival.]

Just pick whatever bunk you want. Top bunk. Bottom bunk. Only difference is how long the fall's gonna be if you roll out of it.

[That, and one has decidedly seen more use than the other.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-09 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
[This is, indeed, Jason's way of welcoming her here. He would rather chew on styrofoam before admitting to it, however. This is why he's simply waving his hand dismissively, like her gratitude is superfluos. He doesn't like it when his acts of kindness are brought up. It ruins his whole image.]

If I didn't let you in, then I'd have another trial to deal with before the end of the week.

[Whatever. The bottom bunk is the one he typically uses, so she's free to toss her pillow in the top bunk. It's hard to tell what's bullshit and what's genuine, but he wasn't kidding about the fall being a long one depending on which bunk is used. Experience is the best teacher. It's better to not bring that up.

Regardless, it seems like he (miraculously) still has a couple of blood-free pajama bottoms and shirts after the last couple of weeks. He's in the process of selecting something to change into real quick when she says that.]


... Honestly? Don't think it's how anyone expected things to go down. Adelina was— [There's a second's pause here, like he's carefully choosing his words.] She was trusted. A lot of people thought she would never contribute to the "game". Goes to show you never know how low someone is willing to stoop for their ridiculous sense of duty.

[He says this like he, himself, wouldn't be willing to kill if he thought it was necessary. The life and times of a hypocrite, huh?]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-10 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not getting changed in front of her, at least. For now, he's simply picking clothes out from whatever he has left after both #ventgate and #salsagate. He has more decency than that? Not to mention, stripping in front of Elizabeth would feel — weird. Weird is a good adjective. It's better not to dwell on that feeling.]

Yeah. Humanity was born from one mistake, alright. That mistake is called conception. [Ah. Hello, casual misanthropy. It's amazing it hadn't blatantly reared its head until now. Unsurprisingly, it also serves as a pun.] The universe might've been better off without mankind. But you're right. She's paying for it. I'll leave it at that.

[Adelina was her friend. Being betrayed by someone you trusted is one hell of a slap to the face. He would know that. So he refrains from twisting the knife in as much as he can. With the results of tonight's trial and the conversation they had earlier — she probably has enough to deal with as it is.]

Got it. I'll call it foolish. [He's moving to the bathroom now, although he can still be heard. He'll change where he's out of view. The door is definitely still open, however.] Just try not to be surprised if— When that decision bites you in the ass.

[If, or when. Nice last minute change of words.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-11 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[It's... very concerning, actually. And it gives him a pause while he finishes changing in the bathroom, slowing as he replaces his eyepatch with gauze for the night. He eyes her carefully when he steps out, though his tone remains the same.]

So you're just going to... what? Give up? I've gotta say, that's a little disappointing. You don't think that same hubris you're talking about could apply to you, too?

[And then — then her hand is right there, draped over the edge of the bed. The intent seems obvious to him, he thinks. But knowing her intent doesn't stop the gesture from feeling completely and utterly foreign to him. He knows he's not cut out for this kind of crap. Fully recognizes that comforting people is just not his forte. But. It's Elizabeth. As much as he enjoys annoying the shit out of her and making fun of her, he doesn't quite enjoy seeing her unhappy. Not really, no.

He rolls his eyes at her.]


Fatalism doesn't suit you.

[... Despite her expectations, he does touch her hand. Whether the contact is brief or prolonged depends on her. She can grasp his hand to keep it there, or she can let him move away after a moment.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-11 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Nah. Luke doesn't talk to me about fate. I don't lecture him. Seems like you really are just that lucky.

[Jason allows her to hold his hand, idly watching her thumb trace his knuckles. This is fine. Maybe. Probably. Possibly. He isn't entirely sure. Uncertainty's one hell of a thing. But then his hand is being tugged up.]

What? [He raises his eyebrows, briefly but visibly surprised by the request.] Not too scandalous for your pre-historic sensibilities? Color me surprised.

[He's teasing. Please note that it's not a "no."]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-11 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[He laughs at that. Not anything boisterous, but something light. Teasing. It's more of a huff than anything.]

Sure, whatever floats your boat. Some would find it kinky.

[There is a beat.

And then he sighs, gesturing for her to create more space on the bed.]


Scoot over. If you complain about body odor, I'm kicking you out so this week's murderer can get a head start.
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-11 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Really. You're sure?

[Joking, but. Okay. He climbs up after she's scooted back, doing his best to fit in there without invading too much of her space. For obvious reasons, this is easier said than done, so. Uh. Good luck, Elizabeth.]

Hah. If I smell like anything, it's not going to be fire and smoke. You'll have to crash over at Luke's to get a whiff of that.

[JUST SAYIN'.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-11 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Think clean thoughts, chum. Think clean thoughts.

If he had any snarky response for her first statement, it's sadly lost to the void as she asks her question. His reaction is subtle; a small twitch of the lips and a split second where he doesn't seem to be quite looking at her. Not many people would catch it. Then again, Elizabeth might be learning to see past the bullshit by now.]


Well, you know me. Lots of irons in the fire. Lots of things to do. Stuff. Your every day zombie activities, really.

[He'll be busy with revenge plots that may or may not end in his death. Again. Elizabeth doesn't need to know that.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-13 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Exactly. [Not really.] Congratulations. You're learning.

[She doesn't press, and it's a relief. He wouldn't tell her the truth, not ever. But it's so much easier when there's no need to come up with appropriately blase answers to ignore her question.

Like the hypocrite he is, however, he tries to take the focus of this conversation away from himself by asking a question of his own:]


What about you? No busy zombie schedule for you when you get back home — so what are your plans?

["When," not if.]
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[personal profile] antagonize 2016-08-21 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
If you're so set on Paris, maybe you should consider letting the kids tag along with you. Or — tag along with them. Whichever works. They'll probably give you the grand tour.

[A nice, soothing vacation in Paris truly does sound silly given their current circumstances, but he's not going to tease her for it. Even if he's pessimistic about how everything will end, at least someone should be allowed to think of better things.]

Now, why would you want to visit me? My world's boring. You'll be looking for a way out the second you get there.

[That, and... Should he make it home, there are many things to do. People to kill. Kingpins to knock down. Clowns to round up. It's better if she doesn't.]