atowncalledtreffy

Where are you?

Are you hurt?

I'm fine! Fine. I'm alive.

Good.

[ Tiny tiny rage. ]

Stay where you are. I'm going to murder you.

You'd be the third one today, Florian!

Good! It means you'll be properly tenderized!

[ Still! So! Fussed! ]

Where are you?

I think that depends on whether Archer wants to stick me in Zero or with Lark.

Good! He'll tell me where you are.

How are you going to kill me?

With murder. Obviously.

I was just wondering if you had a plan in place.

Several. In a row. Also obviously.

I'm not even using letters because there's more than 26 of them.

The fuck did I do to deserve over 25 murder plans?

32. They get somewhat ridiculous after 14, however.

And you're going to tell me you won't chew through at least ten of them?

Forgive me my faith in you.

Is this about me calling out Kirei for being a shit weasel?

Partially.

And what else?

Why should I explain to someone I'm going to kill 14 times?

Why do you think?

[ Wherever he is is getting a knock. ]

[Trevor was removed to Zero until the floor passes. He scowls, getting up off the bed to come over to the bars]</small

[ He will get to see Florian's new hair, black enough to shine blue in the light. The dark hair lets the faintest suggestion of freckles show on his face and it brings out the blue in his eyes.

Trevor can't see the nails, however, given that he's wearing his gloves once again, so he will hear as much as see the way Florian's fingers squeeze the bars tight enough to squeak.

Florian doesn't speak at first; instead, he's staring at Trevor, looking him up and down, assuring himself that Trevor is all right. Once he's assured- ]

It had nothing to do with me. Yes?

[He comes over to within hitting distance, looping his arms through the bars to stare down at Florian]

'Course not.

Nice hair.

[ At this angle, Trevor might be able to see the cracks in the livid anger that reveal the terribly young fear beneath. He looks like he wants to touch him, but he won't dare. The white gloves creak. ]

At least I didn't burn anything down.

[ A fussy, lip-bitting huff. ]

How long are you in there for?

[shit. He hadn't regretted attacking Kirei until just now, when he sees how upset Florian is about it. Trevor rubs at his face a little]

Until the flood wears off, or Archer comes down to let me out. Or a week, if he's feeling punitive about it.

...I can bother him about it once the flood is over.

I'm all right here if he says no. This isn't exactly a torture chamber.

I bet you're getting extra sleep in there. [ That's a sniff. ]

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flood not floor oops

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