the good fight

Can I help you with that?

Ticking?

Uh - no. No, I can’t say I do, sir. Your watch, maybe?

No watch. Haven't owned one in years. I um-- right. Yes, right, good, yes, you're right. You should take care.

Power tools and such.

Can I help you with that?

Hm.

Yeah, alright. You sure? Ehm - sorry. Sorry.

#hear that teddy #its almost #like #a murmur or something

I'm su--

Do you hear that ticking or is it just me, I mean, really its- heh- it's pretty dizzying.

Can I help you with that?

Oh - Yeah, well, I was up, thought I’d pop by to see what needed to be done.

Looks heavy.

#im cackling #pure pain in his eyes #t:gifconvo

Oh, dear lord, well aren't you helpful.

You know, it's absolutely fine, I'm fine, not as heavy as it looks and I'm really not as weak as I look, so you're absolutely fine, love, just uh--make way.

Can I help you with that?

#it's a giant bag #and in the bag is a body #welcome to the supernatural world connor #t:gifconvo

You're here early.

Toxic People Bring You Down | Teddy & OPEN

Teddy's stomach turned when he looked at the door to the lovely little manor he'd come to call a sort of second home. After centuries of waiting to be welcome, he was unaccustomed to knowing he could walk right through that wooden frame and not watch his skin blister and boil at his intrusion.

Walking through, he tried to ignore the dizziness creeping down his spine as the spirit of the house took time to check and recheck that he'd been invited. She awoke whenever Theodore came to visit, blinking into consciousness with an intangible alertness as she panicked about his vile, evil essence. He could feel her confusion, her want to protect all those who lived within her; other guests and residents were safer than the unholy, the undead. Shuddering, he turned his collar up against the frigid cold of the house's disdain, one of the only things he could feel against departed skin.

He moved quickly into the kitchen, avoiding the contact he sought. He'd given Hailey the week off, one shaky phone call while he stared at a corpse, mangled and unrecognizable at his feet. How he'd been so moronic as to forget to feed until he lost himself to his demons, he didn't know, but the rumors of bears in the city, the whispers of keeping children inside--they were all to much for him.

Now, spoiled by the modern fearlessness in people, he softly yearned for the sound of beating hearts around him, the slow tick of life passing by him, frozen in time, a drug to his dull senses. He allowed himself a reprieve from his self-sentenced isolation and poured himself a glass of water, all but useless to him without the single drop of scarlet liquid he swiftly dropped into the glass. It was by no means meant to sustain him, but it was quite enough for the flavor of the soul to burst across his tongue and keep him satisfied while surrounded by sanguine beating through veins all around him, all available and so vulnerable.

Wood creaked behind him and he turned slowly, meeting the gaze of a stranger and suddenly regretting ever visiting at all.

#mmm words #t:thread

#/coughs violently #t:face #t:asofterhome

after--silence

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#t:facts #i DID ANOTHER ONE

Oh, your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine.

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#oh o o p s #t:face

character tropes: theodore grant bauer

People my - ? Oh you’re messing with me aren’t you? You must be around my age.

Oh, well of course then. I’ll protect you with all my might.

#really he knows nothing #always assumes everyones on his level #t:gifconvo

You're absolutely right. Silly me, I'm terrible with jokes, you'll have to forgive me.

Much obliged, Miss, thank you.

casper-halim

[Hailey looks at the crate of apples in her arms and back to the man she had come to know as Teddy.] How about I… I just don’t go anywhere near the oven? I can’t set anything on fire if I dont have a source.

With a soft sigh, Teddy took the box of produce from his tiny employee's hands, easily moving it to the table in one, swift move.

"Spontaneous combustion has yet to be proven wrong, and I would not put it past you, Hailey."

I don’t - what does that mean? Is that a good thing?

Oh sure! Most definitely. That’s so nice of you, no ones ever offered to walk with me before.

It means you've got a lot on your mind. Thoughts always happening. It's rare among people your age.

Oh, you misunderstand me. I'm afraid of the dark. I'm coercing you to walk with me so I feel better protected.

casper-halim

My one job is supposed to be handling produce, how can I call this a job if you’re doing all the work, Teddy?

Sweetheart, you're doing a fine job.

But you also have a fair history of setting things on fire and I'm just looking out for your safety.

Ah, I guess you’d have to be one of - nevermind, I’m talking nonsense.

Um, I was just trying to find the Moyen Gardens, I was never good with directions.

You're quite introspective, you know. It's a rare quality.

Oh, that's just a few blocks down. Do you mind if I walk with you? It's getting a bit dark.

Oh…uh, no, I just - I think I’m lost. Which is funny cause…nevermind.

I don't quite follow how being lost could be funny.

In any case - where are you trying to go? Maybe I can help.