005//Dictated

[nothingtobelieve]

[Vicious is moving through the castle as he opens the journal. As such a good deal of the general commotion comes through as background noise as he walks]

It seems the castle has very low standards for parenting.

[But it must have some, since he's been left mercilessly alone.]


[This has been a bit of time in coming, but he had a few last things to do. It's hard to get the castle to cough up the sword parts you need when you're actively looking to stab someone with it, after all.]

You've gotten my attention. I hope you still want it.



[ooc: Feel free to run into him wandering around, as well.]

Comments

[dictated]

[thehistorian]

Not at all. Mine's relatively well behaved, all things considered, but it still shouldn't be here, shouldn't exist, and certainly shouldn't be parading around with an American accent and a near-encyclopedic knowledge of motorcycle models.

[dictated]

[nothingtobelieve]

My condolences. It should be over soon, from what I hear.

[thehistorian]

That's both reassuring and a bit unsettling. Do they just-- piff, as quickly as they appeared?

[nothingtobelieve]

I don't know. That seems the most likely scenario.

[thehistorian]

Well. So long as they stay safe, I suppose.

[nothingtobelieve]

Safety is never an assurance.

[thehistorian]

No, but I'd like to have an illusion of it.

[nothingtobelieve]

An illusion is all it's likely to be.

[thehistorian]

Then that's better than nothing.