(Unseelie Locked) AUDIO

[gehennawind]

[Good evening one, good evening all. We hope this embarrassing domestic dispute does not disturb.

Paloma doesn't consider herself a vengeful ghost. Conflict is a thing to avoid, not draw nearer to, not attract outside attention to. It's a private matter. Publicizing the enraged screaming of one Edward Hyde is unseemly and regrettable; something must be terribly wrong.

The sound on the locket kicks in mid-tirade. A man is hollering.]

--right mind moves a pile of shit halfway across the world for some petty prank?! Disgusting, worthless harlot! You had better hope that your body is never returned or I will be the one to rip out your throat and stuff it down the hole that remains.

[The (bad, thoughtless, petty, ill-advised, heartbreak-fueled) plan was to keep her mouth shut and let him shout himself hoarse, but Paloma cannot resist the target he's made.]

Call me anything you want. I haven't done what you've done. You're like a child playing with LEGOS. [He won't know what those are. She doesn't care, she's too butt-inflamed.] 'Oh, I'll take off a piece and... put it back where I got it!' Bodies don't work like building blocks! Listen to you. Who's frightened? Tell me you'll carve your name into my liver and feed my guts up my asshole. You've said worse. Go for it. Just go for it.

[There's some incoherent screeching, profanities and hateful noise, and then a thud near the source of the broadcast - something thrown across the room, hits the wall, and falls to the floor. (A shoe full of shit.)] I would rather the other way around, seeing as you are so partial to spreading fecal misery all around the place - why not give you what you so desire? After all, you do so seem to love taking it in your mouth already, you must have a fetish for refuse of all kinds!

Did you-- you did, you just called yourself a shithead! [Laughing bitterly. She hasn't begun to be ashamed of this broadcast, but she will be, and shortly.] There are names for selfish, faithless, unreliable, fish-licking poxed thieves like you in Srathmarbh, but why waste time when we can just say 'Edward Hyde'!

[Gods all bless, the feed ends.]

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[cagedinflesh]

I never pretended to be anything less, yet you act so surprised! You know what your beloved 'gentleman caller' is, and continue to claim you don't mind a bit. Only, when his true colours show it's horror of horrors!

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[gehennawind]

You stole my shard, you gutter-scum prick!

[erythristic]

...for the love of god, both of you. Have the decency to keep your personal affairs off these devices.

[calm, collected, entirely unimpressed with you. fighting was common, but she would have thought they had the sense to not have this so publicly.

(what she isn't letting on is how much she had to laugh when she first saw this.)]

[gehennawind]

I shouldn't have-- I shouldn't have, you're right. I wish I could take it back, I know this crossed a line, I...

[Anguished, distant, and still faintly enraged babbling dwindles to nothing.]

HI GRELL; audio i guess

[individualist]

They don't even have the decency to take it outside.

[cagedinflesh]

'Both of you'? I had nothing to do with it becoming a public spectacle and should very much have liked to keep it that way. You can save such lectures for Miss Vasquez.

-> private to paloma but shOW THAT BASTARD THIS LOCKET

[vrykolakas]

What's that fucked-wide pisshole spraying about now?

Put him on. [A wave of the hand, all too airy. His voice is bright and brittle as thin glass. Paloma is angry enough to use some of his own choice phrases, which means he is furious. And expressing it through smiles.]

I'm going to defuse the situation.

[gehennawind]

[He says the most wonderful things. Paloma will remember that one later and not tell Hyde he said it first.

Quivering from lingering fury:]

You don't have to, really, I... I left presents in his shoes. He didn't wonder where the funk was coming from with the roses I put in the room, too.

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[digophelia]

I must give you credit, miss, you have far too much patience for this dolt.

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[gehennawind]

Oh, thank you, but--

If that was true, I wouldn't have shared... this. He doesn't deserve the attention and I should know better.

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[cagedinflesh]

[Even though Alice can't see it, of course, Hyde rolls his eyes, and the action is clear enough in his tone of voice.]

Well, she may not have your paper thin berserk trigger, although I hardly think that is deserving of praise.

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[individualist]

[Alright, dramatic anime contracts in the dark didn't say anything about this. She didn't sign up for this shit ba dum tss.

Lucifer puts up with this little lover's quarrel until it goes public, at which point she stops what she was doing and heads across the clinic, straight for the source.]

How long is this going to go on? I can't even hear myself think over you two!

[gehennawind]

[Continued from this nonsense:]

(-- majorly malfunctioning problem machine, you...!!)

[Oh. They have a visitor. Paloma freezes and Hyde's body bobs midair, but she isn't quite willing to drop her prize yet. In a minute.]

I ...

Private video

[ziggyzoggy]

Charming fellow. [It's said with dry, blatant sarcasm. He's in Scima, for once, his own room, and working on...something. On a low table. Not paperwork, surely, but there's a thick, short pencil in his hand and it's pretty clear he's been scribbling on. Some sort of thing.]

What'd he do?

[gehennawind]

[A curiosity--]

Nothing worth mortifying myself to every Unseelie who looks at their locket.

video;

[enthraller]

Classy.

[Both of you. Ugh.]

video;

[cagedinflesh]

Thank you for the valuable input, it was certainly worth the air and time.

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[gehennawind]

I can't apologize enough for making this public. The heat of the moment is no excuse.

video;

[boutant]

Um. Are you okay?

video; private

[gehennawind]

Ariadne, I've given everyone utterly the worst possible impression of me. It wasn't worth it.

video; fancy non-court comm, activate

[chromosomes]

I could take care of that for you.

[ He means Hyde. ]

video; compasses you say, eh.

[cagedinflesh]

No thanks.

[Yeah, he knows it means him. Screw off buddy, whoever you are.]

VIDEO.

[selfimage]

[ he puts his chin on his palm and his elbow on the table, leaning forward as if this drama were unfolding on reality TV. (not far from the truth.) ]

Is he always like this, or is it a special occasion?

AUDIO. nobody look at her

[gehennawind]

Special occasion.

Probably once in a lifetime special. God, I'm sorry you had to see this because it wasn't worth it, but I was so... so spitting mad. I let it go too far.

[Some frustration leaks through the anxiety of flapping her dirty laundry out for the Court. Hyde's still the douchiest douche-gargling douchemonger this side of doucheland.]

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[unsolitary]

( well- okay, cue the worry, maybe. not that she doesn't think Paloma can't handle herself, but, you know. friends. )

One of the more colourful vocabularies I've heard. ( and she's lived in a camp of criminals for two months. ) Are you alright?

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[gehennawind]

Our vocabulary's got nothing on the Baron of Srathmarbh. If you've heard him even once, you'll know.

[The joke is flimsy, stretched thin across Paloma's disaster of emotional well-being.]

But it'll be okay. I promise.

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[skjalf]

What in God's name is going on?!

( Is someone irked at having been disturbed by this? Indeed. As though such filthy language is what she ever wants to hear hollered at the top of one's lungs in public.

Or at all, for that matter. Elizabeth glances hard at her locket, the look entirely meant for one Edward Hyde. )

You, sir, will desist immediately. Do not test me on this matter. How old are you that you conduct yourself publicly in such a disgusting and juvenile manner? If this is what you call letting loose, then you could certainly do with a great deal of tightening up, sir.

( Ugh. What a pain in the arse. (Literally.) ) Mistress Paloma, do you have him well in hand? If nay, then it would be my absolute pleasure to assist you.

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[gehennawind]

[Oh, God, if Paloma wasn't so humiliated by her own doings then she would laugh until she cried.

As it is, the mortification and fluster colors the way she addresses Elizabeth:]

Please, no, this is our battle to fight. I should never have put this where anyone can see and get involved. Never.







[quietly:] He could do with tightening up.