the ⠀ most ⠀⠀capacious ⠀⠀measure ⠀⠀is ⠀⠀filled ⠀⠀at ⠀⠀last ⠀⠀; ⠀⠀ and ⠀⠀ this ⠀⠀ brief ⠀⠀ condescension ⠀⠀ to ⠀⠀ evil ⠀finally ⠀⠀ destroyed ⠀ the ⠀⠀ balance ⠀⠀ of ⠀⠀ my ⠀⠀ soul ⠀⠀.
( yes. he thought so. needle now repositioned just below the counts jugular. he pierces the skin quite easily, filling the syringe with equally inky blood. watching it is quite intoxicating. )
( digit taps chin. ) have you come to discuss my next of kin? ( touchy. edward withdrawals, crossing its thin arms. ) i have no information to offer you further on them.
vague stories. i know... ( they stop, name catching in their throat. ) someone with the same last name. ( two 'someones' if they counted their science teacher. ) might just be a coincidence though.
and yet you still approached me? ( very bold of them. hyde’s appearance is enough of a reason not to engage it in conversation. being knowledgeable of his reputation should be the nail in the coffin. ) what have you heard, little friend?
( their hand is quickly pulled back, drawn to their chest as if wounded. ) yeah, i think so, too. ( there's a beat of silence, running fingers over their wrist seam. ) i think i know you. or... know ABOUT you.
( silently, it watches them struggle to get free. lips rise at the edges. could stand to be stronger. shoddy craftsmanship. edward releases them from boredom. ) frankie sounds better.
how can i help you, young stein? 😁
it's... it's short for franziska. mama named me. ( perhaps it was on the nose though. ) i just shortened it. ( there's a gentle tug, trying to wiggle their hand free, to no avail. )
she must be an excellent judge of character. edward presses its hands against the grass and closes its eyes. ah. everything feels new in this body.
“i should hope the reason for your melancholy is worth wasting your tears in the silence of this shore.”
( hyde takes their hand and shakes it. what crude stitches hold their limbs together. he wonders if it unravel if tugged hard enough. ) on the nose, isn’t it? ( still holding their hand. no sign of a desire to release. )
( a spark in response to the swear. ) right, yeah, i knew that. ( liar. they remain perfectly still, trying to follow the other with their eyes. ) frankie stein. ( they take his hand. )
( how easy. henry hums as he moves to retrieve a syringe. methodically washing and gloving his hands. he returns, tapping the needle against the cold skin of the vampire’s arm. ) is this where you’ll be drinking from me, then?
relax. i’m fucking with you … ( still, intrigued. it rounds the creation in a full circle. stopping before them with a devilish smile. palm extended. ) edward hyde.
it finds this sudden display of stoicism endearing. it had already seen her crying. what use is there in hiding it now? edward approaches the edge of the lake and takes a seat near her. “beautiful day, is it not?” her apologies ignored. he beckons her to sit.
how kind of him. how long has it been? henry has lost track of the minutes. he regards his watch before glancing at the man emerging from the weeds. “i should hope you noticed something of importance, sir. lest you have wasted an evening following me about.”
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not suspicion 、rather curiosity. his footfalls still 、as if sensing the tense air that surrounds them both. moments that bleed into seconds before he clears his throat 、officially announcing his presence.
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hyde silently watches. yes, it is unbecoming to watch a lady weep. yet he finds the rawness of the action intriguing. who would bring such a fascinating specimen to tears?
that it is no fool. he knows how they work. he is a doctor — in the waking hours, anyway. instead edward snickers. this creature nearly makes him reconsider the importance of this leaf. it holds out its hand. “might i attempt to see it as clearly as you do, good fellow?”
age over beauty. wisdom. edward crushes the flower between bony fingers and groans. “is this truly your nature?” and how long would it last? perhaps this creature has not known the plights of life for so long.
a lesson on trees. it straightens, fighting the urge to argue …
shoulders raise and fall
again , shrugging at such a
thing . adam is quite enamored
with nature and all it has to offer ,
after all, and so even the simplest
pebble or blade of grass seems
like a grand thing to him .
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