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[precede]

Let's play a game, shall we?

[ He walks and talks with the open journal swishing by his side. ]

I'm looking for someone. Old acquaintances, we go back a long way, et cetera. We need to sort out a few things.

The game is I won't tell you who I'm looking for, but I will promise that I either won't kill them or they can't die anyway, and I don't mean in the castle-reboot kinda way. But you see-- [ He reaches the castle lobby and stops, chuckling sheepishly to himself. ] I'll maim and kill my way through some of you the longer I don't get what I want.

So get along and play fetch.

Oh, one more thing, you can call me Klaus.


[ ooc; journal or action. he will try to threaten/harm people in some way if action, so let me know how far you're ok with him going and I'll play along! ]

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[fredless]

[She takes a step closer]

Is that what you think? That everything's a line?

[precede]

[ And he'll close in but doesn't stop, circling her instead. ]

Not everything. Just that thing you said in the beginning.

[fredless]

[She rolls her shoulders back, staring ahead]

But that's just it, it isn't. Because it isn't how things work here. Nothing works here, not in the usual way. Not even in your brand of unusual, usual I'm expecting. This castle is too good at turning the world upside down and dropping it right on top of you.

But the thing is? It's still a lot of people's homes. And they're not -- I'm not going to let you smash your way through it, hurting whoever you think is in your way. Or worse, you don't think about at all?

People are always looking for ways to hurt each other. That doesn't make you special.

[precede]

[ What is personal space even, he is practically sniffing at the nape of her neck, though he pulls away quick enough to laugh and saunter about. ]

People? You mean everyone? I guess that's right. People always looking to hurt each other--so tell me, who do you plan to hurt? Who have you hurt, hm?

[fredless]

[That earns a sharp look]

I've hurt my fair share. [There's real feeling behind that statement. Some regret] The difference is I do my best to make amends. If they deserve it.

[precede]

[ He grins, like a kid caught with his hand over the cookie jar. ]

Which ones deserve it?

[fredless]

Nobody that's actually here currently.

[That's her past, and not one Fred is about to get into]