[So even if he doesn't get to keep the dagger right away, the magical ownership will be transferred to him. Well, that's cool. Walter is definitely a little nervous about this but it's not like he expected psychic control of a dagger to involve anything less.
He nods and uses the dagger to make a small cut on the knob of his palm below his pinky. Then the drop of blood is tilted onto the gem.]
[He expected to move it with his mind, exactly like in that book and movie Matilda, not that it would so truly enter his mind. He takes a big step back, and the dagger wobbles in the air.]
Yeah, I can see now why you saved this for someone crazy enough to handle it.
Mount him on a wall? God, what do you take me for?
[then again, he does have skulls in his vault. Maybe it's not so outlandish]
...So when you kill someone, or something, you can technically bring them back if you have their remains. So we had to light the corpse on fire to make it so no one could bring him back.
[Backpedaling:] You know, like a talking head that passes down wisdom.
[But that wasn't relevant at all in the end... Walter listens thoughtfully to this story.]
I didn't think he was here now... did he graduate? [Feels like a bit of a blunt question but oh well, it's a gap in Walter's knowledge of prominent Bargizens, and "is he doing well" seems off when Trevor is in his corner about how this place is Bad.]
Oh, yeah, I had Hunter run me a checkup when I first arrived because of how I died, really gave me peace of mind. Funny name for a vampire's kid, haha.
Wasn't there a whole ship like that? Prisoners always struggling against the current [And he starts at this point--] and getting more baloney stacked on their sentence sandwich.
[If Trevor's going to cajole like that then fine, Walter will make a legitimate attempt to use the element of surprise as he would were he serious. It's less fast than he'll become - about as much as if Walter did lunge a stab holding the knife with all the strength of his arm.]
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Or, die. Preferably not die.
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[He makes the gesture and then waits - to watch Trevor's gestures more or for him to relinquish it.]
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He holds the dagger for Walter to take]
Give it a drop of your blood on the gem there.
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[So even if he doesn't get to keep the dagger right away, the magical ownership will be transferred to him. Well, that's cool. Walter is definitely a little nervous about this but it's not like he expected psychic control of a dagger to involve anything less.
He nods and uses the dagger to make a small cut on the knob of his palm below his pinky. Then the drop of blood is tilted onto the gem.]
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Give yourself a chance to get used to it first. Impulse control's a little crazy the first few minutes.
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[He expected to move it with his mind, exactly like in that book and movie Matilda, not that it would so truly enter his mind. He takes a big step back, and the dagger wobbles in the air.]
Yeah, I can see now why you saved this for someone crazy enough to handle it.
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Don't lose it. I got it from Dracula.
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You've heard every version of "Thanksgiving must be awkward" in the book, I take it.
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He's not so bad, when he's not batshit crazy.
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Mount him on a wall? God, what do you take me for?
[then again, he does have skulls in his vault. Maybe it's not so outlandish]
...So when you kill someone, or something, you can technically bring them back if you have their remains. So we had to light the corpse on fire to make it so no one could bring him back.
Didn't do much. We both wound up here eventually.
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[But that wasn't relevant at all in the end... Walter listens thoughtfully to this story.]
I didn't think he was here now... did he graduate? [Feels like a bit of a blunt question but oh well, it's a gap in Walter's knowledge of prominent Bargizens, and "is he doing well" seems off when Trevor is in his corner about how this place is Bad.]
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[A shrug and a nod]
Yeah. Few weeks after I showed up here. He used to be head of the infirmary. You know Hunter? That's his kid, or one of them.
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[Is this like what Taylor and Kazuma had...?]
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[then, louder:]
He's adopted.
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Makes sense. Well, I'm glad it's working out well for them, being able to go back home together when they're done here.
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So. Feel up to aiming that dagger of yours?
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How would this be a trap? If I fail to block it, it's a lesson for me to get better. Our whole lives here are dangerous, Walter, for fuck's sake.
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[If Trevor's going to cajole like that then fine, Walter will make a legitimate attempt to use the element of surprise as he would were he serious. It's less fast than he'll become - about as much as if Walter did lunge a stab holding the knife with all the strength of his arm.]
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[He suddenly moves when Walter does, throwing his cape up as a method of distraction and dodging to one side.]
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