[Yes. That's right. His people. There are people who need him. Hansa finds his mind snapping back, and he's on his feet. Oh, everyone is getting a little sus about this, so he'll just offer a cheerful:]
Sorry to worry everyone! Just got a bit lightheaded, that's all.
[ we love this wild ride to the palace.... anyway! assuming that hansa (and/or julius) will have another Moment, they'll make it to the palace rather effortlessly. though, one does not simply walk right into the palace itself beyond the gats, so they'll have to deal with the guards who will be very interested in what reason they would have to go any further.
it's not like they had any sort of appointment to see the queen and neither one of them look like the sort that she'd want to see in the first place...hmmm. ]
well, you know. if his delivery was better the guards wouldn't have been so suspect about it all, but with the way that hansa is carrying himself. it's...concerning. clearly the guards are used to their own characters but—
"you wish to offer your services to capture the dr. frankenstein? why come here?"
because this is quite high up in the food chain, you know. ]
[ Julius blanks his expression and plasters on a smile, blandly polite as can be, all business. He'd really rather be doing this with more background information to work off of, but beggars can't be choosers.
Really is just like old times, isn't it, back when he was ... well. At least this is gentler than what he did then. Just don't look down to see what his remaining hand looks like, or behind him, or. ]
He's a bit shell-shocked, please forgive him. Had a bit of an encounter with the man on the wanted posters, and ... well. Father Cervantes here is too kind for his own good, and also didn't recognize him at first.
A sighting is a sighting, though. We're here to offer our services to the crown, so of course he thought the palace would be the best option.
[ Given the naming schema of Elympios I assume Julius sounds Vaguely European enough to pass muster after autotranslate but uh I sure hope it isn't xenophobia hours in London. ]
Should we be asking for directions to Scotland Yard instead?
[ the guards will give hansa an especially questioning look when julius refers to him as "father". no, they do not think of him as a priest in the slightest bit given everything. why would a man of the cloth go out of their way to hunt down a terrorist? it makes them even more suspicious about their intentions.
but—a sighting is a sighting, that much is true, the guards won't let them go towards scotland yard that easily. they're not xenophobic but you can't say that this isn't suspect at least by a small margin.
[Okay. Okay. Get it together. You're a grown man who isn't going to be left behind. Sure, people will disappoint you like no tomorrow...]
[Hansa clears his throat, apologetic.]
Yes, yes. I apologize. You see, I work for a church outside your grand city, in a small village. I saw...your man, the one on that poster, to be doing vile experiments on animals there...I tried to accost him, but he ran back to the city! As God as my witness I could not stand such an immoral sight!
[And a respectful bow.]
I found this gentleman who has the same goal as I, so we have joined forces, thus. [God, trying to speak Olde is so much.] But we do not wish to trouble you. I am unfamiliar with the ways of the city, so if you feel the proper authorities are elsewhere, please let us know.
[ the guard are accepting of the story and while they still have their doubts, they will also feel it better that it would be best not to question a clergyman from a small village and only visiting. if there was trouble to be had, then messing with someone of the church would be the fastest way to go about it..
"would you want one of our guards to show you the way, father cervantes and—?"
they'll look over the julius because he hasn't given his name. also. hand missing. they're not going to overlook that. ]
[ Oh good, when the guards wondered about whether the two of them were visiting Julius had been concerned they were about to ask for papers or something. Have they invented the concept of the Passport here yet.
But oh. They're talking like they're in a period drama. Uhhhhhhh can he just blame being (very, very) foreign, adopting a very dated diction on the spot is not actually something that comes up often in his line of work. Let see. What would Childermass say. ]
... Ah. You wonder about my hand. The injury is— it's fine. Pray, do not mind it overmuch; t'is an unsightly visage, I am aware, but it's already been taken care of, more or less. Your man Frankenstein is ultimately the one responsible for it, so I'll be happy enough to contribute what I can to his capture, if you would be so willing to lead us.
[ The slander they're putting on poor Fran's name. ]
... ....for every step forward they make, there's a step backwards that take. it's fine(?) though as the guards will look at one another and decide to give julius the benefit of the doubt. he had been speaking normally (fine?) earlier and now he sounds...different. the suspicion meter increases a tiny bit.
"i see. nasty business that frankenstein. he seemed to be no more threatening than a mouse and then he goes and threatens the crown."
the guards shake there head in disappointment.
"have you seen a doctor yet? i would think that you'd want to cover something like that up." ]
[His mind has never been clearer, somehow. Maybe he should pretend to act Olde English more often.]
Oh, yes, when Julius here told me even the bare details, I was beside myself. How could a man take another's hand like that? Simply for his depraved experiment! I also told him to seek help, but he has been quite stubborn...but I will ensure it. He cannot ignore it any longer.
[He tuts a little.]
Regardless, I do thank you and I welcome your offered guidance. We do hope to bring this devil to justice. May the Lord bless you.
[ Yeah, even with the extra baggage in his head he can gauge the response (and in fact the hypervigilance of remember, you're a monster, you shouldn't have left you shouldn't be out you shouldn't be burdening people with your presence you will only hurt them helps somewhat on that front) and. All right, too strong, dial it back, let... Hansa handle it, mostly. Look slightly abashed and chastised for disregarding what someone told you to do you know, like how you were supposed to stay in that room. ]
It's... been cauterized, I believe is the correct word, [ see, he's foreign and English is not his first language. he learned the language out of books so his diction is a little all over. trust. anyway the wound is weirdly neat and is still ???? to him so please don't look too close or whatever and realize that is not what a cauterized stump looks like— ] so there hasn't been too much immediate risk ... Please, Father, isn't trying to stop that man more important than worrying over just me? I've told you I'm fine.
[ No he hasn't but anyway. ]
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"right, then let us get you two a guard that can escort you around the city so that you can make the report to scotland yard. i'm sure sholmes will be interested in hearing what you two have to say about your encounter with the doctor."
and with that, if they're willing to wait for a few minutes, another shadow will appear next to hansa. this shadow, having a more of a distinct than the others, but still in a way that would make it impossible to tell whether there was anything particularly special about it.
[ I DO NOT KNOW IF I HAVE CRYSTAL GODMOD PRIVILEGES BUT I ASSUME THEY'RE GOING TOGETHER AFTER THIS CLEARLY VERY HELPFUL GUIDE. ]
Again, thank you for your guidance.
[ Let's go probably— Anyway he should. Probably just. Hide the stump in his pocket, shouldn't he. No sense in getting more attention than they already have. ]
[ HIS POCKET STUMP!!!! but as long as they're going to go about being completely normal about all of this then it won't be long before their guard becomes more of a "guard" as he'll use a different voice when talking to julius (them).
"have the two of you really seen fran recently?" ]
what way would that be? Hansa shouldn't be here. He's fooling himself. He's assuming he will go back to the people he cares for, but they don't want him. Nobody did. They were all lying to him, saying they wanted him around.]
[Hansa sighs, stare listless as he glances down the street.]
[ It isn't as if they have any better options right now, so Pocket Stump it is. i think my last roll was a low roll so he gets to stay lucid for now, unlike Hansa pingponging,
Huh. 'Fran.' Rather personal nickname for a normal guard. "Guard." Could be a ploy to fish for information, or... ]
[ ....yeah, the "guard" isn't going to be following julius' suggestion and ignore hansa for the time being. the "guard" is also aware that julius is suspicious of them so they'll explain to them:
"a friend...lupin. we've been worried about fran since he ran off. when you saw him, was he okay? ]
[He's also wary - of course, the depressive fog is there, asking what's the point?, but he's at least trying to snap his attention to this conversation.]
[ But there are records of Lupin's death, where they were. And Frankenstein is clearly haunted by something. Those records could potentially be falsified, of course, or...
This is just another reflection. Either a glimpse of what was, before the infection that Victor Frankenstein is trying so desperately to combat took root, or perhaps more familiarly ... something like a fracture, a different branch of history, marked by a depth and deviation so far away from their own it surpasses the Chronos Limit. ]
... He seemed well enough. A bit frazzled. Stressed. But determined to see himself through to the end of whatever project he's apparently gotten into.
[ It's a lot of nothing but hey, if this is really a friend they should be happy with this much. ]
[ subtly and casually, the "guard" will lead them off the main road and down some alleyways for a few twists and a few turns that may even double back onto itself before he peels off the face mask to reval a different face underneath.
"that guy! he always has trouble asking for help but never hesitates to help anyone who asks for help.
and "we" are lupin and his gang! but no more until i know that you aren't planning to hurt fran."
yeah, a bit backwards but the two of them didn't look like they were the type to be actively planning to hurt fran. the yo-yoing of hansa's emotions and moods helping here. ]
Threatening the crown seems a little out of character for the man. Difficult to believe, even, for anyone who's met him.
[ Plus, guess who else is familiar with having shady terrorism charges dumped on them. This particular monster has little of value to contribute here, so he'll remain quiet for now and just maintain a safe distance from the other persons in the alley. For the sake of keeping things going know that he is battling the Demons. ]
[ HELP THE MENTAL IMAGE OF FRAN IN A LOCKER....the poor man. but their testimonies about fran are good enough for this lupin, so he'll oblige some information in return.
"it's all because of this mess he got in with queen victoria ; he didn't really exactly tell us all of the details, that guy, but your priest friend seems to have an idea.
yeah, it's about something fran made. the queen wants to have him come back and make more of it and fran refused, but because of that invention, queen victoria can't afford to have him leave. so, if he tries, he'll be arrested." ]
Ah, so he stood up morally and got smacked down by royalty. I see.
[....Does Fran understand isolation? Abandonment? No one believes in him, too. Except this Lupin fellow, perhaps. But even so, maybe he understands these feelings below the surface...]
[He shakes his head.]
So, friend. Do you have a hideout or something? Looking for him in general?
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[His people...]
[Yes. That's right. His people. There are people who need him. Hansa finds his mind snapping back, and he's on his feet. Oh, everyone is getting a little sus about this, so he'll just offer a cheerful:]
Sorry to worry everyone! Just got a bit lightheaded, that's all.
[Time to go to the palace, then![
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it's not like they had any sort of appointment to see the queen and neither one of them look like the sort that she'd want to see in the first place...hmmm. ]
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[Why should he keep going? Left. He should be spit on. He should be turned away. They'll abandon him too. This queen will kick him to the curb-]
[Ughhh he has to. Say something-]
We're here to offer our....services? For. Capturing Frankenstein.
[Something like that. Let him die now.]
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well, you know. if his delivery was better the guards wouldn't have been so suspect about it all, but with the way that hansa is carrying himself. it's...concerning. clearly the guards are used to their own characters but—
"you wish to offer your services to capture the dr. frankenstein? why come here?"
because this is quite high up in the food chain, you know. ]
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Really is just like old times, isn't it, back when he was ... well. At least this is gentler than what he did then. Just don't look down to see what his remaining hand looks like, or behind him, or. ]
He's a bit shell-shocked, please forgive him. Had a bit of an encounter with the man on the wanted posters, and ... well. Father Cervantes here is too kind for his own good, and also didn't recognize him at first.
A sighting is a sighting, though. We're here to offer our services to the crown, so of course he thought the palace would be the best option.
[ Given the naming schema of Elympios I assume Julius sounds Vaguely European enough to pass muster after autotranslate but uh I sure hope it isn't xenophobia hours in London. ]
Should we be asking for directions to Scotland Yard instead?
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but—a sighting is a sighting, that much is true, the guards won't let them go towards scotland yard that easily. they're not xenophobic but you can't say that this isn't suspect at least by a small margin.
"are you two visiting the city?" ]
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[Hansa clears his throat, apologetic.]
Yes, yes. I apologize. You see, I work for a church outside your grand city, in a small village. I saw...your man, the one on that poster, to be doing vile experiments on animals there...I tried to accost him, but he ran back to the city! As God as my witness I could not stand such an immoral sight!
[And a respectful bow.]
I found this gentleman who has the same goal as I, so we have joined forces, thus. [God, trying to speak Olde is so much.] But we do not wish to trouble you. I am unfamiliar with the ways of the city, so if you feel the proper authorities are elsewhere, please let us know.
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"would you want one of our guards to show you the way, father cervantes and—?"
they'll look over the julius because he hasn't given his name. also. hand missing. they're not going to overlook that. ]
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[ Oh good, when the guards wondered about whether the two of them were visiting Julius had been concerned they were about to ask for papers or something. Have they invented the concept of the Passport here yet.
But oh. They're talking like they're in a period drama. Uhhhhhhh can he just blame being (very, very) foreign, adopting a very dated diction on the spot is not actually something that comes up often in his line of work. Let see. What would Childermass say. ]
... Ah. You wonder about my hand. The injury is— it's fine. Pray, do not mind it overmuch; t'is an unsightly visage, I am aware, but it's already been taken care of, more or less. Your man Frankenstein is ultimately the one responsible for it, so I'll be happy enough to contribute what I can to his capture, if you would be so willing to lead us.
[ The slander they're putting on poor Fran's name. ]
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... ....for every step forward they make, there's a step backwards that take. it's fine(?) though as the guards will look at one another and decide to give julius the benefit of the doubt. he had been speaking normally (fine?) earlier and now he sounds...different. the suspicion meter increases a tiny bit.
"i see. nasty business that frankenstein. he seemed to be no more threatening than a mouse and then he goes and threatens the crown."
the guards shake there head in disappointment.
"have you seen a doctor yet? i would think that you'd want to cover something like that up." ]
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Oh, yes, when Julius here told me even the bare details, I was beside myself. How could a man take another's hand like that? Simply for his depraved experiment! I also told him to seek help, but he has been quite stubborn...but I will ensure it. He cannot ignore it any longer.
[He tuts a little.]
Regardless, I do thank you and I welcome your offered guidance. We do hope to bring this devil to justice. May the Lord bless you.
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It's... been cauterized, I believe is the correct word, [ see, he's foreign and English is not his first language. he learned the language out of books so his diction is a little all over. trust. anyway the wound is weirdly neat and is still ???? to him so please don't look too close or whatever and realize that is not what a cauterized stump looks like— ] so there hasn't been too much immediate risk ... Please, Father, isn't trying to stop that man more important than worrying over just me? I've told you I'm fine.
[ No he hasn't but anyway. ]
THE JULIUS ICON IS FRYING ME
"right, then let us get you two a guard that can escort you around the city so that you can make the report to scotland yard. i'm sure sholmes will be interested in hearing what you two have to say about your encounter with the doctor."
and with that, if they're willing to wait for a few minutes, another shadow will appear next to hansa. this shadow, having a more of a distinct than the others, but still in a way that would make it impossible to tell whether there was anything particularly special about it.
"shall we be off?" ]
yeah that's why I swapped it
[ I DO NOT KNOW IF I HAVE CRYSTAL GODMOD PRIVILEGES BUT I ASSUME THEY'RE GOING TOGETHER AFTER THIS CLEARLY VERY HELPFUL GUIDE. ]
Again, thank you for your guidance.
[ Let's go probably— Anyway he should. Probably just. Hide the stump in his pocket, shouldn't he. No sense in getting more attention than they already have. ]
thank you....
"have the two of you really seen fran recently?" ]
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[But...
what way would that be? Hansa shouldn't be here. He's fooling himself. He's assuming he will go back to the people he cares for, but they don't want him. Nobody did. They were all lying to him, saying they wanted him around.]
[Hansa sighs, stare listless as he glances down the street.]
Why ask? He's gone away. He's not coming back.
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Huh. 'Fran.' Rather personal nickname for a normal guard. "Guard." Could be a ploy to fish for information, or... ]
... don't mind him. We have, but. Who's asking?
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"a friend...lupin. we've been worried about fran since he ran off. when you saw him, was he okay? ]
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[He's also wary - of course, the depressive fog is there, asking what's the point?, but he's at least trying to snap his attention to this conversation.]
...How do we know you are who you say you are?
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This is just another reflection. Either a glimpse of what was, before the infection that Victor Frankenstein is trying so desperately to combat took root, or perhaps more familiarly ... something like a fracture, a different branch of history, marked by a depth and deviation so far away from their own it surpasses the Chronos Limit. ]
... He seemed well enough. A bit frazzled. Stressed. But determined to see himself through to the end of whatever project he's apparently gotten into.
[ It's a lot of nothing but hey, if this is really a friend they should be happy with this much. ]
Who's 'we'?
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"that guy! he always has trouble asking for help but never hesitates to help anyone who asks for help.
and "we" are lupin and his gang! but no more until i know that you aren't planning to hurt fran."
yeah, a bit backwards but the two of them didn't look like they were the type to be actively planning to hurt fran. the yo-yoing of hansa's emotions and moods helping here. ]
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[Well, now. Lupin. Wasn't there some book about some grand thief called that?]
[As Hansa focuses on the conversation, the cold ache of isolation feels a little lessened. A friend of Fran's. it seems.]
Oh! No, no, no. He's bullyable, but I would never hurt the guy.
[mental image of him shoving Fran into a locker]
What's going on, though? Why is he a terrorist, now? His experiment?
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[ Plus, guess who else is familiar with having shady terrorism charges dumped on them. This particular monster has little of value to contribute here, so he'll remain quiet for now and just maintain a safe distance from the other persons in the alley. For the sake of keeping things going know that he is battling the Demons. ]
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"it's all because of this mess he got in with queen victoria ; he didn't really exactly tell us all of the details, that guy, but your priest friend seems to have an idea.
yeah, it's about something fran made. the queen wants to have him come back and make more of it and fran refused, but because of that invention, queen victoria can't afford to have him leave. so, if he tries, he'll be arrested." ]
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[....Does Fran understand isolation? Abandonment? No one believes in him, too. Except this Lupin fellow, perhaps. But even so, maybe he understands these feelings below the surface...]
[He shakes his head.]
So, friend. Do you have a hideout or something? Looking for him in general?
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