ic contact 2 mask or menace

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"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

your one stop shop for not leaving him alone, previous contact post can be found here ]

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[slightlyoffchilt]

[He did know, that was true. He knew the parallel. He knew the shadows that could twist and torment a psyche.]

He marked me. [Chilton wanted to deflect the psychological horror, the implication that he was afflicted by the very things he treated.] He marked me before he had pursued you to -- to kill you. He burned the equilibrium symbol into my flesh.

[Then, quietly, almost abstractly:]

They always seem to leave scars.

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[Burning, huh. Will likes this less and less the more Chilton speaks (which says a lot; his liking of this was bottom of the barrel and is now violently sawing a hole in the bottom of said barrel to plunge even further). He wonders if April would heal that, if Chilton would even want her to, if he'd see it as putting him in some sort of debt when April's feelings toward the situation, and Frederick Chilton himself, are what they are.]

Build up better armor for yourself. Scars happen when you're naked. Exposed to that sort of damage. Wouldn't want to end up looking like me. I'm covered with scars, as you know. [A quiet admittance, quieter than the rest of his words. So there is definitely some random passerby in Heropa who caught enough of Will's conversation to wonder about the context, because some guy was just walking down the street talking about being naked and scarred, and so the mental scarring spreads.] Hold that thought. Give me ten or fifteen minutes and I'll be at your strategically mundane coffee house. Go ahead and order me something large, black, and strong.

[It'll be cool enough not to burn the hair off his tongue when he gets there and Will is definitely going to drink, like, two gallons of coffee by the time this day is over. Might as well get that started.]

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I wonder if any of ours match.

[Delivered dryly -- it was an unwitting echo to something he has already said to Will, or rather would have already said, if only Chilton's chronological perspective aligned to Will's own. Then again, perhaps it was lucky that his did not.]

Walt made it clear how he could have done worse to me. Said I ought to be grateful. [Chilton hesitated.] I couldn't deny that I was. [Another hesitation. He realized he was still talking when he needed to be walking, and for a moment he regretted his need to express himself to Will so openly, so blatantly.]

Ten, fifteen minutes. Duly noted.

[AND should we log or continue it here? WHATEVER YOU FAVOR!]

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