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I get stuck in the swamp of this musical all the time
“Uggghhh, that would be. The absolute worst. You both terribly stubborn. Dancing around each other– by day three I would’ve run in and forced HJ7 down your throat!”
The bristling did not go by unnoticed, unfortunately. Hyde kept quiet, but that crooked smile only grew wider. Save that for later.
“So, little Henry. What do you plan to do now? Your secret is spilled, your plot to keep me indoors succeeded. What’s your next step?”
Being left alone with his thoughts had been a crippling and rather dastardly move on his part whether there was acknowledgement or a general lack thereof. Henry had no obligation to follow the small man out into the world, no real stake in the matter. He did this frequently as did himself and so there should have been little consequences.
Dammit.
It hasn’t taken long to lessen the gap between the two and the good doctor was rushing to meet up with the alter ego.
“Hold on then, Hyde!” What the hell was he thinking? “I did mention I could use a drink.” That, at the very least, certainly wasn’t a lie and it got him far away from that lab.
Well well well, this evening was already becoming full with surprises. The open and close of the door had Hyde pause. Oh? Did the doctor have second thoughts? What did he have planned, what was up his sleeve?
“You did, you did.” The smaller man let out a wicked bark of a laugh, tossing his head back and slapping a hand on his back. An attempted pat on the back.
“Dearie me, does the ‘innocent Doctor Jekyll’ wish to have a drink? With moi? Why, I’m flattered! Truly! ” Another cough of laughter, and he spat on the pavement. “Well then, come along with dear ol Ed! He’ll show you a good time! ”
"Yes, well," for a moment he found himself hung up on the mention of innocence and quite nearly scowled but very smoothly refrained from doing so; it would do nothing but stroke the other's ego, "it isn't as if anyone particularly knows who I am here."
There was a moment the doctor took to truly consider his actions; while it was true he was a knew figure and an unknown face, he certainly did not need any sort of trouble.
"A drink and that is all. I do not intent on stirring the pot, Hyde, and I mean it. I'm coming to you for the very fact I'm unfamiliar with this London. Aside from that do not expect me to participate in any of your shenanigans."
“Uggghhh, that would be. The absolute worst. You both terribly stubborn. Dancing around each other– by day three I would’ve run in and forced HJ7 down your throat!”
The bristling did not go by unnoticed, unfortunately. Hyde kept quiet, but that crooked smile only grew wider. Save that for later.
“So, little Henry. What do you plan to do now? Your secret is spilled, your plot to keep me indoors succeeded. What’s your next step?”
Being left alone with his thoughts had been a crippling and rather dastardly move on his part whether there was acknowledgement or a general lack thereof. Henry had no obligation to follow the small man out into the world, no real stake in the matter. He did this frequently as did himself and so there should have been little consequences.
Dammit.
It hasn't taken long to lessen the gap between the two and the good doctor was rushing to meet up with the alter ego.
"Hold on then, Hyde!" What the hell was he thinking? "I did mention I could use a drink." That, at the very least, certainly wasn't a lie and it got him far away from that lab.
“Uggghhh, that would be. The absolute worst. You both terribly stubborn. Dancing around each other– by day three I would’ve run in and forced HJ7 down your throat!”
The bristling did not go by unnoticed, unfortunately. Hyde kept quiet, but that crooked smile only grew wider. Save that for later.
“So, little Henry. What do you plan to do now? Your secret is spilled, your plot to keep me indoors succeeded. What’s your next step?”
“It would not have been the wisest idea, considering you could have brought about–yourself whether he existed prior or not. Either way it would have been an unfavorable situation.” And so he could thank himself for approaching when he had.
Plan–did he ever really have a plan? He flew in blind, hoped he wouldn’t find what he of course had and then did his best to stall the man from his nightly escapades, took a step he wished someone could have for himself. He had to admit, he was in a precarious situation.
“A plan? Why, whoever said I had a plan? Most things have been particularly spur of the moment this evening.” Unfortunately. It was never something he cared for. “Tell me, what exactly is it you do on nights like these? You certainly have a much longer leash here then you would in my time.”
“No plan? Spur of the moment? My my, you must be horrified right now.” At least the discomfort of one brought pleasure to the other, and he was unafraid to make that known.
Yes, that would be unfortunate if the attack with the serum ended up with a fresh and brand new Hyde, the doctor would be horrified and distraught with guilt. But Hyde? He would be ecstatic. Another him to bring havoc to the streets of London? How fun would that be?
What did he do on his nightly escapades? An eyebrow rose at the question, definitely at the mention of a leash. “What do I do? Why, whatever the hell I want. This city comes alive at night! Boxing rings, street fights, pubs, races, cards, I want it all!”
“Oh, completely.” Sarcasm dripped from his tone; as though he’d ever truly admit to such. It did leave him at somewhat of a loss but it was nothing he couldn’t recover from.
Unfortunately it was not the case; no, there was certainly someone lurking beneath the surface, ready to pounce when given the opportunity. and, just as unfortunate, the situation would have been terribly fun for both parties involved.
“Yes, that’s what I figured.” Anything seemed to go aside from murder. It was a fresh hell and yet it opened a realm.of possibilities. He felt his skin tingling at the thought.
No, dammit, Jekyll. Keep yourself in order.
“No surprise, there. Simply wondering.”
“Just wondering? You certainly seem so curious for just a wonder.” There was a coy smirk across the smaller man’s face, a dangerous light in his eye. Oh, he knew that look.
“Why not see for yourself? Come now, everything is right here, you have the equipment. Harry won’t mind. You come across a rare opportunity.”
It was odd needing to coax a Jekyll with actual words rather than thoughts and temptations, but one will use what he can. Besides, he was sure a certain someone was taking care of that just fine.
Of course he was; the prodding was incessant. From the time they’d even stepped foot in the lab the fire had been lit, he’d been tormented with intrusive thoughts ones that did not belong to him but were his all the same. Oh, how fun it would be to let loose Hyde here, no electronic constraints or surveillance.
No. One Hyde was too much for anyone to bare. A second did not need to be added to the mix.
“I believe one Hyde is enough for this evening. Do quit your heckling it isn’t going to work. Perhaps Henry Jekyll needs a drink but nothing more.”
“Bah, killjoy. You really are the same.” He let out a large huff and began to slouch, almost pantomiming his disappointment. Of course, it was a shit in the dark, this was not his Jekyll. He did not know what buttons to press.
He was standing still for too long, doing absolutely nothing. Every fiber of his being wanted to go, move, act. He tried to placate himself with a foot tap, a leg bounce. Fingers tapping out a frenzied tune against his thigh. “Rr” he let out a noise to vocalize his frustration, almost an animalistic growl.
“Well now, if you’re not intending to go out, perhaps you’ll meet a friendlier face in the morning. Or are you still attempting an intervention? ”
"I can't necessarily say that's a bad thing." Being the same hardly constituted as a problem in that degree. However, in others, it was very disappointing the two were so similar.
In his defense, it was certainly much easier to grind a man down when you were on the inside. It's near impossible to drown out ones thoughts; it was easier to tell a tangible person to stop.
Once more he was becoming undone and as amusing as it was he knew it could very easily turn unpleasant. Hyde was most certainly a manic creature; situations like these were unfavorable.
"Oh, don't flatter yourself, this certainly is no intervention." It certainly required more than himself for that. Besides, if anyone would be on the receiving end it should have been the other half.
"Very well. I suppose I can only keep you preoccupied for so long. I do hope you'll refrain from causing too much havoc but--well, we both know you'll do as you so please."
The entire story summed up in 3 seconds Original vine by Matt Post
Physically? I could fight Henry Jekyll. But emotionally? Imagine the toll.
hyde: *transforms into jekyll*
jekyll: i know what you’re thinking
lanyon, hitting him repeatedly with a book: WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING
“Uggghhh, that would be. The absolute worst. You both terribly stubborn. Dancing around each other– by day three I would’ve run in and forced HJ7 down your throat!”
The bristling did not go by unnoticed, unfortunately. Hyde kept quiet, but that crooked smile only grew wider. Save that for later.
“So, little Henry. What do you plan to do now? Your secret is spilled, your plot to keep me indoors succeeded. What’s your next step?”
“It would not have been the wisest idea, considering you could have brought about–yourself whether he existed prior or not. Either way it would have been an unfavorable situation.” And so he could thank himself for approaching when he had.
Plan–did he ever really have a plan? He flew in blind, hoped he wouldn’t find what he of course had and then did his best to stall the man from his nightly escapades, took a step he wished someone could have for himself. He had to admit, he was in a precarious situation.
“A plan? Why, whoever said I had a plan? Most things have been particularly spur of the moment this evening.” Unfortunately. It was never something he cared for. “Tell me, what exactly is it you do on nights like these? You certainly have a much longer leash here then you would in my time.”
“No plan? Spur of the moment? My my, you must be horrified right now.” At least the discomfort of one brought pleasure to the other, and he was unafraid to make that known.
Yes, that would be unfortunate if the attack with the serum ended up with a fresh and brand new Hyde, the doctor would be horrified and distraught with guilt. But Hyde? He would be ecstatic. Another him to bring havoc to the streets of London? How fun would that be?
What did he do on his nightly escapades? An eyebrow rose at the question, definitely at the mention of a leash. “What do I do? Why, whatever the hell I want. This city comes alive at night! Boxing rings, street fights, pubs, races, cards, I want it all!”
“Oh, completely.” Sarcasm dripped from his tone; as though he’d ever truly admit to such. It did leave him at somewhat of a loss but it was nothing he couldn’t recover from.
Unfortunately it was not the case; no, there was certainly someone lurking beneath the surface, ready to pounce when given the opportunity. and, just as unfortunate, the situation would have been terribly fun for both parties involved.
“Yes, that’s what I figured.” Anything seemed to go aside from murder. It was a fresh hell and yet it opened a realm.of possibilities. He felt his skin tingling at the thought.
No, dammit, Jekyll. Keep yourself in order.
“No surprise, there. Simply wondering.”
“Just wondering? You certainly seem so curious for just a wonder.” There was a coy smirk across the smaller man’s face, a dangerous light in his eye. Oh, he knew that look.
“Why not see for yourself? Come now, everything is right here, you have the equipment. Harry won’t mind. You come across a rare opportunity.”
It was odd needing to coax a Jekyll with actual words rather than thoughts and temptations, but one will use what he can. Besides, he was sure a certain someone was taking care of that just fine.
Of course he was; the prodding was incessant. From the time they'd even stepped foot in the lab the fire had been lit, he'd been tormented with intrusive thoughts ones that did not belong to him but were his all the same. Oh, how fun it would be to let loose Hyde here, no electronic constraints or surveillance.
No. One Hyde was too much for anyone to bare. A second did not need to be added to the mix.
"I believe one Hyde is enough for this evening. Do quit your heckling it isn't going to work. Perhaps Henry Jekyll needs a drink but nothing more."
“Uggghhh, that would be. The absolute worst. You both terribly stubborn. Dancing around each other– by day three I would’ve run in and forced HJ7 down your throat!”
The bristling did not go by unnoticed, unfortunately. Hyde kept quiet, but that crooked smile only grew wider. Save that for later.
“So, little Henry. What do you plan to do now? Your secret is spilled, your plot to keep me indoors succeeded. What’s your next step?”
“It would not have been the wisest idea, considering you could have brought about–yourself whether he existed prior or not. Either way it would have been an unfavorable situation.” And so he could thank himself for approaching when he had.
Plan–did he ever really have a plan? He flew in blind, hoped he wouldn’t find what he of course had and then did his best to stall the man from his nightly escapades, took a step he wished someone could have for himself. He had to admit, he was in a precarious situation.
“A plan? Why, whoever said I had a plan? Most things have been particularly spur of the moment this evening.” Unfortunately. It was never something he cared for. “Tell me, what exactly is it you do on nights like these? You certainly have a much longer leash here then you would in my time.”
“No plan? Spur of the moment? My my, you must be horrified right now.” At least the discomfort of one brought pleasure to the other, and he was unafraid to make that known.
Yes, that would be unfortunate if the attack with the serum ended up with a fresh and brand new Hyde, the doctor would be horrified and distraught with guilt. But Hyde? He would be ecstatic. Another him to bring havoc to the streets of London? How fun would that be?
What did he do on his nightly escapades? An eyebrow rose at the question, definitely at the mention of a leash. “What do I do? Why, whatever the hell I want. This city comes alive at night! Boxing rings, street fights, pubs, races, cards, I want it all!”
"Oh, completely." Sarcasm dripped from his tone; as though he'd ever truly admit to such. It did leave him at somewhat of a loss but it was nothing he couldn't recover from.
Unfortunately it was not the case; no, there was certainly someone lurking beneath the surface, ready to pounce when given the opportunity. and, just as unfortunate, the situation would have been terribly fun for both parties involved.
"Yes, that's what I figured." Anything seemed to go aside from murder. It was a fresh hell and yet it opened a realm.of possibilities. He felt his skin tingling at the thought.
No, dammit, Jekyll. Keep yourself in order.
"No surprise, there. Simply wondering."
“Uggghhh, that would be. The absolute worst. You both terribly stubborn. Dancing around each other– by day three I would’ve run in and forced HJ7 down your throat!”
The bristling did not go by unnoticed, unfortunately. Hyde kept quiet, but that crooked smile only grew wider. Save that for later.
“So, little Henry. What do you plan to do now? Your secret is spilled, your plot to keep me indoors succeeded. What’s your next step?”
"It would not have been the wisest idea, considering you could have brought about--yourself whether he existed prior or not. Either way it would have been an unfavorable situation." And so he could thank himself for approaching when he had.
Plan--did he ever really have a plan? He flew in blind, hoped he wouldn't find what he of course had and then did his best to stall the man from his nightly escapades, took a step he wished someone could have for himself. He had to admit, he was in a precarious situation.
"A plan? Why, whoever said I had a plan? Most things have been particularly spur of the moment this evening." Unfortunately. It was never something he cared for. "Tell me, what exactly is it you do on nights like these? You certainly have a much longer leash here then you would in my time."
Even he could tell the change in the air, the tension, the excitement. Something was happening, but he did not know what. Something about his name seemed to set him off.
Any semblance of a smile vanished and soured into a curled lip and a silent snarl. Did he look like he was in he mood for small talk? Could he nt take a hint?! Or was there something more?
“Do I look lke I would know? He’s gone! He’ll be back later! Now, if you don’t have any other asinine drivel to spout, I will ask you to leave. You are not supposed to be in here.”
“Ah, yes, that would certainly make sense, I suppose.” Maybe it was that very same lawyer whom he’d studied. Ripped a page right out of his own book. Either way, for someone who took so much pride in his own privacy it was ironic he muddled in his.
“No need to get cagey, Mr. Hyde.” They way he stalked about, while amusing, did fill him with some dread. He knew full well just how powerful the man could be. He was dreadfully deceiving.
There. He got him. Hooked and sunk. Jekyll couldn’t help the amused smirk that crossed his features.
“Oh, has the doctor mentioned me? In such a short amount of time too. Well, I suppose I should be flattered. I wonder if he said much else? My, that was rude, my not introducing myself! I hope you’ll take my apology!”
Oh, he was really poking the bear.
Oh, that did it! Poking the bear indeed, and the bear just snapped.
It was almost a roar that left the man, eyes wide with a fury. He lunged at the infuriating scientist, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and hoisting him up into the air.
“Listen here, you insufferable twat! When I tell you to move, you move. Not continue your little game of ‘let’s annoy Edward Hyde and see what happens’. You smug… What the devil are you so smug about?!”
There was suspicion etched onto his face, one that his counterpart would never let it show so out in the open. There was something… off about all this.
There was that deceitful strength; it was so very easily that he hoisted Jekyll into the air and it momentarily frightened the doctor. Two hands quickly moves to wrap around the thin wrists that belonged to the other, and sharp eyes held their gaze right upon the other’s face.
Being on the receiving end of the power was certainly jarring; Henry was the one used to feeling it flow through his veins, not entirely in control but still reeling from the euphoria. While Jekyll was in no means a fighter himself, Edward Hyde was not a man to cross.
Yet here he was, dangling in his grasp, that air of innocence still dripping from his very being; all too smug.
“Smug? Am I smug? Lord, that’s one grip you’ve got there, Mr. Hyde, I dare say I’m impressed however I do implore you not tear anything this is the only set of clothes I have.”
“Then don’t squirm.” He sneered, not making any move to put him down. No, if anything maybe he was up a little higher.
Things weren’t adding up. He didn’t act like most when they first get a look of and meet Hyde. Instead of running, he deliberately blocked his path, made the smuggest of comments. He’s still doing it, even when he is held up in the air!
And then, something clicked into place in Edward Hyde’s mind. His lips pulled back into a wicked grin. He began … to laugh. It started as a low chuckle, a wheeze, then it started to grow. Louder and louder, until he had to drop the doctor to hold his side.
“You right sorry bastard! All the same!”
The laughing did absolutely nothing for the good doctor’s nerves; no, it certainly caused for him to flush instead as he carefully studied this feral man. There was a building feeling of fear in his chest as his feet once more his the ground and he straightened out the now wrinkled fabric.
This certainly did not bode well. And Jekyll has some inclination as to what caused this outburst. Though he would continue to tread lightly.
“I believe you’ve figured me out, then?” Well, there went the fun.
“You thought you could hide it? From yourself! ” he howled, wiping away the water in his eyes. To think this man tried to hide his secret in the worst place possible!
“Ohoho, ” he let out a sigh, finally beginning to settle down. No more laughter, but the grin remained.
“Of course I figured you out! I’m not just a pretty face, you know. Now, how did you plan on hiding your Hyde from a Hyde, I’d really love to hear your idea. Just sit quiet? Don’t give in? Cheer on in Jekyll’s corner?”
“Well, it’s quite obvious you would figure it out sooner or later; one of you, anyhow. I was more so interested in the audacity of it all with me right up the stairs. Really now, a meeting, some business, I’ve heard it all before from my own lips.”
And with Hyde’s grin Jekyll’s own diminished.
“No, it was inevitable, really, though I hoped it would not be the case.” Again, the difference we’re very apparent but he knew a Hyde anywhere. It would be an insult if he did not. “Needless to say I suppose it should have been no surprise. We’re unfortunately one in the same. To expect anything different was an insult to our integrity.”
“Bah, he desperately hoped you were untouched by a me. Didn’t expect anything to catch on.” He let out a snort and waved him off. It was obvious that tonight was no longer going to be another escapade, just like what he expected the other Jekyll was hoping for all along. Damn him.
“Oho? Then you’re more alike than I thought. Neither of you have enough bloody integrity to fill a thimble! Don’t make me laugh!” Did they have no difference? Were they equally as flawed and doomed? Jekyll had hoped that this would be a younger, purer version of himself. A ridiculous dream, perhaps inside of the analytical mind there was still a hopeless Romantic. But Hyde knew. Hyde saw without the rose tinted lenses.
"I'd hoped the same was true for you as well. Though it seems my suspicions proved correct. A pity." Yes, and pity Jekyll knew this all too well. "It would have been much nicer to pull the wool over my eyes." But alas, he'd never been one to do such before.
Although it caused him to bristle Henry couldn't exactly argue when their integrity came into question. He did try to atone, tried to make up for the sins he'd committed but when it boiled down to it a man who indulged in his deepest darkest pleasures had little ground to stand upon.
"Right, very well, take your jabs, then." He could handle them, certainly. He was used to it at this point. "Either way, I'm sure it all would have boiled down to a relentless game of chicken had we not crossed paths tonight."
Even he could tell the change in the air, the tension, the excitement. Something was happening, but he did not know what. Something about his name seemed to set him off.
Any semblance of a smile vanished and soured into a curled lip and a silent snarl. Did he look like he was in he mood for small talk? Could he nt take a hint?! Or was there something more?
“Do I look lke I would know? He’s gone! He’ll be back later! Now, if you don’t have any other asinine drivel to spout, I will ask you to leave. You are not supposed to be in here.”
“Ah, yes, that would certainly make sense, I suppose.” Maybe it was that very same lawyer whom he’d studied. Ripped a page right out of his own book. Either way, for someone who took so much pride in his own privacy it was ironic he muddled in his.
“No need to get cagey, Mr. Hyde.” They way he stalked about, while amusing, did fill him with some dread. He knew full well just how powerful the man could be. He was dreadfully deceiving.
There. He got him. Hooked and sunk. Jekyll couldn’t help the amused smirk that crossed his features.
“Oh, has the doctor mentioned me? In such a short amount of time too. Well, I suppose I should be flattered. I wonder if he said much else? My, that was rude, my not introducing myself! I hope you’ll take my apology!”
Oh, he was really poking the bear.
Oh, that did it! Poking the bear indeed, and the bear just snapped.
It was almost a roar that left the man, eyes wide with a fury. He lunged at the infuriating scientist, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and hoisting him up into the air.
“Listen here, you insufferable twat! When I tell you to move, you move. Not continue your little game of ‘let’s annoy Edward Hyde and see what happens’. You smug… What the devil are you so smug about?!”
There was suspicion etched onto his face, one that his counterpart would never let it show so out in the open. There was something… off about all this.
There was that deceitful strength; it was so very easily that he hoisted Jekyll into the air and it momentarily frightened the doctor. Two hands quickly moves to wrap around the thin wrists that belonged to the other, and sharp eyes held their gaze right upon the other’s face.
Being on the receiving end of the power was certainly jarring; Henry was the one used to feeling it flow through his veins, not entirely in control but still reeling from the euphoria. While Jekyll was in no means a fighter himself, Edward Hyde was not a man to cross.
Yet here he was, dangling in his grasp, that air of innocence still dripping from his very being; all too smug.
“Smug? Am I smug? Lord, that’s one grip you’ve got there, Mr. Hyde, I dare say I’m impressed however I do implore you not tear anything this is the only set of clothes I have.”
“Then don’t squirm.” He sneered, not making any move to put him down. No, if anything maybe he was up a little higher.
Things weren’t adding up. He didn’t act like most when they first get a look of and meet Hyde. Instead of running, he deliberately blocked his path, made the smuggest of comments. He’s still doing it, even when he is held up in the air!
And then, something clicked into place in Edward Hyde’s mind. His lips pulled back into a wicked grin. He began … to laugh. It started as a low chuckle, a wheeze, then it started to grow. Louder and louder, until he had to drop the doctor to hold his side.
“You right sorry bastard! All the same!”
The laughing did absolutely nothing for the good doctor’s nerves; no, it certainly caused for him to flush instead as he carefully studied this feral man. There was a building feeling of fear in his chest as his feet once more his the ground and he straightened out the now wrinkled fabric.
This certainly did not bode well. And Jekyll has some inclination as to what caused this outburst. Though he would continue to tread lightly.
“I believe you’ve figured me out, then?” Well, there went the fun.
“You thought you could hide it? From yourself! ” he howled, wiping away the water in his eyes. To think this man tried to hide his secret in the worst place possible!
“Ohoho, ” he let out a sigh, finally beginning to settle down. No more laughter, but the grin remained.
“Of course I figured you out! I’m not just a pretty face, you know. Now, how did you plan on hiding your Hyde from a Hyde, I’d really love to hear your idea. Just sit quiet? Don’t give in? Cheer on in Jekyll’s corner?”
"Well, it's quite obvious you would figure it out sooner or later; one of you, anyhow. I was more so interested in the audacity of it all with me right up the stairs. Really now, a meeting, some business, I've heard it all before from my own lips."
And with Hyde's grin Jekyll's own diminished.
"No, it was inevitable, really, though I hoped it would not be the case." Again, the difference we're very apparent but he knew a Hyde anywhere. It would be an insult if he did not. "Needless to say I suppose it should have been no surprise. We're unfortunately one in the same. To expect anything different was an insult to our integrity."