2020-02-11 - A Trying Day to Be Excellent
Once you've started the 2:00am texts, why not continue?
IC Date: 2020-02-11
OOC Date: 2019-10-08
Location: In The Ether
Related Scenes: None
Plot: None
Scene Number: 4030
About 2:30am or so
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Hya. Did you feel that also?
Around 3:15am
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: The sordid nightmares of me taking over the world as Margaret Addington or the abrupt need for a drink at 3 am?
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: More the latter than the former, but I'm not certain the precipitating event is identical.
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: I felt a... change. Like after the burial, except less like someone put the veil through too hot a wash. How did you take over the world as your aunt?
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: Have you seen Sweeny Todd? It wasn't terribly unlike that but think poutpouri instead of pie
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: I have seen Sweeny Todd. And I appreciate that dream-Margaret-you at least had the taste to leave pastry out of it.
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Still, I can't imagine the fragrance of dried shreds of human is a particularly pleasant one.
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Are you all right?
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: Oh sweetheart you know I would never touch a stove. I might have destroyed sanctified ground in that dream but I'm not a savage to defile your art
Around 9:40am
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: That said it was... My grantfather's missing and we believe passed on. I have to find him. Great-auntie has lost her grip on keeping her faculties together and has agreed to consign custodial ownership over to me from properties previously removed
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: so yes? And yes surprisingly no.
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: the family wants answers and most are too weak to go demantd them.
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: I love them but someone else needs to put on their big girl panties too.
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Well, you've had a busy morning. So she's lost her mind and started acting sane? Interesting. And he's disappeared...
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: All right. What do you need? I'm reasonably good at finding things... I don't think that includes living people, but I don't know about dead ones. And I suppose I can't really reach all that far, anyway. Though I expect you could more easily find a living mind...
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: At any rate, I could offer lunch or the run of my minibar and terrible television tonight. Or both.
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: Oh he might have had his wallet on him though
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Good thought on the wallet. If we have any idea where to start looking.
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: My guess is the cemetery. You remmeber how he was looking at the burial. Might have had unfinished business withthe dead Baxter
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Well, I certainly don't have a better idea. Should we take a stroll down there around lunch, perhaps?
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: This timing is inconvenient, though. Things are just ridiculous right now. Couldn't he have waited until Tuesday?
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: Does anyone ever wait until Tuesday?
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Not unless you wanted it on Sunday.
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: I have to catch brunch withthe cousins. However, post lunch in the afthernoon I could use company. I promise to wait to have any theatrical falling out until after shop close.
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: Honestly? I'm just angry and tired
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: I rather don't enjoy feeling hunted. I'ma hunter. I'll do the hunting tyvm!
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: If you want to come settle in my office at any point, you're welcome. Pre-Valentines is a bit of a madhouse, but I expect we can sort it.
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: And of course you do the hunting. What thinks otherwise?
(TXT to Vyv) Hyacinth: I think I'll take you up on that offer. It is a very trying day to be excellent. LEt me sort out immediate family drama and then I'll come over and we can dish
(TXT to Hyacinth) Vyv: Every day is a trying day to be excellent, darling. And yet we continue. See you when you've got them sorted.
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