XXVIII.

[hellshaped]

[Today, Hellboy can be found just walking around the castle grounds, as is pretty normal for him. It's not really patrolling, but there's not a lot for him to do here -- so he likes to keep moving, and if he's simultaneously keeping an eye on things, that's okay too.]

[detention loss people]
I'm not usually like that. Sorry if I offended anyone.

[Kalinda]
Leela Tahiri? [he sounds a little incredulous!!

but then quickly realizes that she probably had a different name for a reason and he ought to be more sensitive, so he continues, in that half-joking way of his:] Are you in witness protection or something?

[Molotov]
Would you like to go for a walk?

Comments

Hellboy

[kalinda]

[Give her a moment. Because:

1) Wow, a loss. One where not only her memories were changed, but her physical state of being.
2) Yeah, she knows she was not a particularly agreeable or user-friendly teenager.
3) OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN HER FUCKING IDENTITY sure was a trigger for her last time someone looked into it.

But she'll take a subtly deep breath before replying, in as much of an even tone as she can muster.]

No, I'm not.

[Oh, and 4) SURE CAN'T LIE ABOUT IT. WOW. FHL.]

Kalinda

[hellshaped]

[Ha haaaaaaaaaaaaa well he sort of regrets opening his mouth (opening his filter?) now. Because if anyone understands trying to get away from your real name, it should be Hellboy.]

Should I be asking about this? I can drop it if you want.

Hellboy

[kalinda]

[And another pause.]

To be honest, I'd rather it not be public knowledge.

Filter

[persequor]

I remember. [ Not even gonna apologize for her behavior. That was good for her. ]

Filter

[hellshaped]

I hope so! [because friends.]

Was that really different from the school you're used to?

Filter

[persequor]

There isn't school in Westeros.

[exceptions]

[Selina is also outside the castle, wandering around, seeing what she might see. Now, she does see a rather large red man with a tail in an overcoat... which is startling to say the least.

Even for a woman who lives in a city that has a man dressed up as a bat running around. She's going to keep her distance and possibly steal something from this little kiosk in the street.]

[hellshaped]

[Hellboy's about the oddest thing you'll see from the other castle residents. Unless you count the talking multicolored ponies. So as long as she isn't running away gibbering, she'll probably be alright.

He has sharper eyesight than most people, so he notices when this woman grabs something. That just won't do! The townspeople get taken advantage of quite enough by the residents as it is.

So he's just going to casually stroll a little closer ...]

[exceptions]

[Stroll closer, she's going to just slip that item she took into the inside pocket of her jacket and continue on. She's walking closer to a denser crowd, hoping to slip in and hide within the people for a bit.]

filter

[universale]

[ oh what is this ]

Ah, it is no problem. Sorry if I.. hrm... bothered you in any way!

filter

[hellshaped]

No, not at all.

[BUT.......] You're really Leonardo da Vinci?

filter

[universale]

Just Leonardo is fine.

[ he's getting used to this attention though ]

I am no impersonator, that is for certain. I presume my reputation has made it to where... you are from as well? [ is it hell

is this guy one of dannte's creatures come to life

das rude tho ]

Hellboy

[molotov]

Da.

Molotov

[hellshaped]

Okay. Where are you? I can meet you someplace close.

Hellboy

[molotov]

In town.

Filter

[campaigns]

The paranormal investigator, right?

[Not that he really needs to confirm this because there's so many large, red demons walking around the castle.]

Filter

[hellshaped]

[oh.]

The guy from Chicago.

Filter

[campaigns]

In the flesh.

[He waits a moment, allowing for that awkward pause to just sit there and become more awkward by the moment.]

Well! I'm more than okay with agreeing never to speak of this again if you are.

action?

[heloise]

[ Really tall red dude! There may be a Lucrezia peeking behind a castle wall, trying to see if he really is all red or did her eyes fool her? ]

action!

[hellshaped]

[No, he's actually red! He has a tail, too.

He notices that he's being peeked at, and glances over in that direction. Who is this lady!]

foreveeeeeeeeer

[heloise]

[ Ooh towering red dude with something swishing under his coat. She hides behind that wall just a second too late to avoid his eyes, holding back a giggle with little success. It's a game! ]

filter forever

[echivoc]

No offense taken.

excellent

[hellshaped]

Great. Thanks.

[Let him pause for a moment to think about Cross's voice now that he's not a teenager.]

Oh ... you're one of Molotov's friends, right?

"Mr. Boy"

[mispronunciates]

Believe me, I've been treated far worse before. ... I suppose that was one of those "looses" I heard about?

this guy....

[hellshaped]

It's Hellboy. [eying dat filter]

Err, losses, yeah. It happens now and then.