hisdarkmark | Fortieth Hex - [Written/Action]

[When he first opens his eyes, he's immediately blinded by the sunlight and he hisses loudly, rolling over in the dirt to shield his eyes. He doesn't move for a moment, barely bothering to take in what was going on. It was obvious he was back. His clothes were still torn and disgusting from the last draft, and he had a few dried scabs on his arms, but otherwise...he seemed fine.

Sitting up, he gropes around the area for his journal to check the date.

Shit. Just how long was death supposed to last in this place? He supposed it wasn't too entirely unusual, considering how long Arumat was gone when he had been murdered. He adjusts himself on the ground, shifting the way he's sitting and reaching in his pocket for a pen. The writing is scratchy and scrawled, but the words are legible.]

So that's what it's like.

[He doesn't care. He doesn't care to read through everything and find out what he's missed. He's on his feet and carefully walking toward house 25, already knowing that Tsuzuki and Hisoka were waiting for him and most likely could kill him again for being dead for so long.

The thing was, however, was that he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't seem to wrap his mind around what he's lost as a penalty. Maybe he got lucky and they didn't take anything at all. That would be nice, wouldn't it? But it seemed highly unlikely, especially considering the nagging in the back of his mind that something was missing. He'd just have to work it out later.

Hmm...hello house 26. You seem awfully familiar, and not in the way that it was the house some of Draco's friends live in now. He used to spend a lot of time in that house, didn't he?

No. Maybe not. He couldn't imagine why he would...must be mistaken.

It isn't until he's almost at his front door that he takes his journal again, scrawling out a few more words.]

...am I the last one to come back then? Suppose they really do save the best for the end.

[ooc: Death penalty explained briefly here]

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Right. I agree. I-- [ know what it's like, having something taken from your mind ]

It'll be up to you to decide whether you're better off knowing or not. No one else can make that choice for you. Take all the time you need.

...thanks. I think I'll just not look for now if it's all the same. Not yet. We're not even sure if the answers will be there, so there's no point in searching and then realizing it was all for nothing.

[ she knows there are people she could ask about. facts she could check.

but wouldn't that be cruel? especially if he didn't yet know what he wanted.

so: ] If things get really dire, I find that the occasional white wine spritzer helps.

I'll have to see where I can find one of those. I could probably use it at this point. Thanks for the hint though.

The bar -- of course. ~~My bar~~. Good Spirits.

About the only good bar left in town, isn't it? You might see me sooner than you expect.

You are legal, right?

[ oh hell, buffy. the boy just died... ] Not that it matters much, I guess. In the end.

If it's any difference, I'm 20 now. I assume that's close enough...besides, it's legal by our standards.

The age is twenty-one where I'm from. But I'll let it slide. Just for you.

[ okay and for everyone else. but what's wrong with making the guy feel a little special? ]

Ah, let's remember I'm British though, but I'm so flattered you'll let me be an exception.

You know, I operate out of a castle in Scotland. Even on the grounds, my girls have to live by California law.

[ mostly because no one wants young drunk slayers partying in a castle. ]

[A castle in Scotland you say? ~~It must be near Hogwarts.~~ Still he's got it.] Why Scotland?

Where else do you find a giant castles for sale at competitive prices?

Well, theoretically you could build one here for fairly cheap.

But then I'd be a Mother Hen without her chicks. It'd be sad. Depressing. And drafty. I can barely keep a house filled with people, here...

What's so hard about finding new people?

Well -- it's a very intimate offer, isn't it? Asking someone to live with you. It's all fine and dandy with the other Slayers but -- here? You probably should like someone rather a lot before you offer them the house keys.

[ it took her, like, a year to ask her boyfriend to move in. she's got issues. ]

[Doesn't seem to make a difference to a kid who currently doesn't even remember how he acquired his own house. Still, he gets her point. If he were in his right mind he's wholeheartedly agree. That's why he and Caroline never lived together, really.] Well, granted, if you don't like them you could always kick them out again. With how quickly people cycle in and out of this place...

That's the problem. The cycles. The house feels more like a hotel than a home.

Well, perhaps there ought to be a prerequisite in order. Anyone who's lived here for over a year is allowed to move into the Summers home, or something like that.

And when my beloved sister turns up again, as fresh and newbie-like as the driven snow?

Well now Dawn's an entirely different case. I should think people that you know at home are a different case...sort of. There's only one girl from my world here, but I don't see myself offering to let her live with me anytime soon. [Despite the fact that before she left and came back that's exactly what happened.]

[ she spends a moment (pleasantly) surprised that draco recalls her sister's name when --

of course. she had lived with caroline, of course.

but that makes her wonder if--

no. don't poke and prod. not when there could be tender bits. ]

Hermione, right? Back again? We've talked.

[There are a few undecipherable scribbles that show up on the page. He has a lot of thoughts about Hermione, mostly just that she's obnoxious and some stuff relating to their home world.] Real gem, isn't she? I think I would have been much happier if they kept her out of the village.

She seems fine to me. Reminds me of a friend, actually.

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