[ OPEN ] Skullduggery

[skulltasm]

WHO: Skull and YOU
WHAT: catch-all
WHEN: Now (post-Abomination thru modplot)
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES:

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[muckspout]

[Immediate regret.]

Stop it from happening again, I guess? [To help? To not be utterly useless? Edgard brushes it off.] What are you usually up to here, anyway? Do they just come get you when they need some, eh [skeptically] diplomacy?

[skulltasm]

I GET AROUND. SOMETIMES I TRANSLATE DOCUMENTS FOR MISS POPPELL. MOSTLY I AM THE VICTIM OF CRUEL WHIMS, BEING LEFT IN THE ROOKERY OR THE LOO, OR USED AS A PAPERWEIGHT.

[ Or buried under papers in the Seneschal's office. ]

ONCE I WAS USED TO BLUDGEON A RED TEMPLAR TO DEATH.

[muckspout]

[Edgard raises his eyebrows, impressed.]

A red Templar! You are an excellent weapon as I recall.

[Edgard leans in, voice lowering.]

What can you tell me about the people here? Any advice?

[Maybe asking Skull’s opinion is not his best option, but Edgard’s options are limited.]

[skulltasm]

[ Skull tips in his jar, a silly conspiratorial lean even if he's hardly subtle. ]

THE PEOPLE HERE ARE ALL FOOLS, EDDY. YOU'LL FIT IN WITHOUT EVEN TRYING.

[muckspout]

[Edgard narrows his eyes.]

I'm not a--

[Edgard leans his head to the side thinking and shrugs]

I'm less foolish than I was.

[skulltasm]

REALLY? THEN WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING HERE?

[muckspout]

[a little irritated]
It was better than the alternatives! You're hanging out with fools, too!

[skulltasm]

[ Skull stares a weighty stare at Edgard, waiting for him to realize the obvious. ]

[skulltasm]

[ Go on. Think about it. He'll wait. ]

[muckspout]

[The anvil falls and realize it, he does. Edgard rears back from Skull, snarling.]

Va te faire foutre!

[skulltasm]

[ He cackles gleefully. Not a fool indeed! ]

[muckspout]

[Edgard continues to glare in silence]