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Fairy dust and happy thoughts
easilyflustered wrote in pandoraheartsdr
There is a bandaged Liam floating down the hallway.

He woke to discover he was floating above the mattress and has decided to take full advantage of his probably-temporary ease of mobility.

Liam is headed for the cavern he heard exists in the sub-basement, since he's heard he can get a key there and he misses the Hare. He's determined to see if that's possible.

He's also on the lookout for a derringer, because he's not going to be unprotected in this mansion.

If you come upon him, he's managed to put on slacks and his Barma household uniform coat, under which is not a shirt since he hasn't dared to try to put one on yet. He's floating only a few inches off the ground, careful in case this weird phenomenon wears off.

As far as All Fools' Day pranks go, this one could be much worse.

[ooc: prose or tag is fine]

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There's a lady down the hall, facing in his direction. One could assume she was blind with the way her eyes remained shut as she walked towards him easily. A frown was on her face, however, as she tilted her head up-- like she was seeing through the lids of her eyes and observing the bandages with dismay.

"Injured and floating?" she said. Was this Liam from after Bandersnatch's attacks? She doubts she's seen him before, too. "April was always a silly month."

She did, in his intro post

She's someone Liam doesn't recognize.

"Ah, yes. I woke up floating." He stops, staring at her for a moment. There's something familiar about her. "You are...?"

I thought they did, but I wasn't so sure XD

She reached up to hold his hands, mindful of the injuries, and attempted to tug him back down to the carpeted floor.

"Yours," Hare answered.

Yup, but in March Hare form~

It doesn't work. Whatever is keeping him in the air isn't letting him touch the ground.

He blinks at her. "Hare?"

She does have the feel of the Hare.

"I met a male version of you."

"One I've yet to meet," she said, amused by this fact. And seeing as the manor was being difficult, Hare gave up and released his hands.

[ Break is seated neatly on top of a table in a hallway, her cane across her lap and a teacup held neatly between her thumb and fingers. Dressed in a variation of what she normally prefers, she's nevertheless moving a bit gingerly, and she's clearly still quite banged-up and bruised, herself.

Unless one is intimately familiar with Break, it's damned near impossible to tell that she's a woman. She's played at being a man for most of her life, after all, and that didn't change just because that damned Duke had exposed her gender along with her past contract.

She's also very much blind. Without footsteps or other sounds to alert her, and without Hatter there to be her eyes, she doesn't even notice Liam-- but it's clear that she's listening. Even injured and vulnerable here, she's still Xerxes Break. ]

[Liam realizes, as he approaches, that this isn't a Xerxes he's met. For one thing, this Xerxes doesn't seem to see him, and is bruised as though from a battle, which means...

He can't quite keep the hope from his voice.]


[ Despite herself, she starts a bit at the voice-- she's still reeling from the fact that he even survived. But then she turns toward him, and something in her face betrays her relief. She's so exhausted she can't think to pull up her usual defenses, especially not around Liam.

After a moment, she manages a smile. ]

Liam. [ But then her expression takes on a stern note. ] What are you doing out of bed? As I recall, you were a bit of a mess when-- [ A pause, a scant breath of sount. ] Ah. Though I suppose you may very well be an alternate Liam. [ The more she talks, the better she can conceal the sudden overwhelming urge to grab him, to make sure he really is alive and well.

She titters, a few fingers against her mouth, though her heart isn't in it. ]
How shall I ever get away with bad behaviour with multiple Liams running about?

[He's so incredibly relieved to see Xerxes... Is it his Xerxes.]

I've... been here for a while. I'm still hurt, but the Mansion is playing a bit of a trick on me. I'm floating like March Hare does. So it's not a strain to be up at the moment...

[He blinks at that.]

You may be an alternate Xerxes... There are several here.

[He can't help but smile affectionately, and mock-huffs.] Well, fortunately for you, I believe there's only one other version of me here. That I've seen, anyway.

[Liam looks Xerxes over carefully, falling easily into fussy mode.]

That slash to your side... Has it been treated properly? I have bandages in my room. How long have you been here?

[ Her brows climb up near her hairline at that. ] Floating, is it? Well, well. I suppose I can't be too upset with you, then.

[ Several versions of her? Just how many were 'several', anyway? At his concern, though, she manages another smile, reaching out and finding his arm, fingers pressing it once lightly. ]

I'm fine, Liam. I suppose I could stand to have you check the bandages, though. I imagine I wrapped them somewhat.. clumsily.

can we time this to after gilbertine's post ;~;

[This is a Glen, looking sullen, holding a bundle of silk and ruffles in his arms as he rounds the corner.]

[Have a Liam who freezes for a second, but then realizes that a Glen carrying women's clothing in the context of current events can only be one person.

He's still cautious when he asks,]


[He looks like someone kicked his puppy.]

Hello, Master Liam.

No prob! Knave's reaction is sure to be entertaining~

[Liam has a moment of "oh thank god" inside, and then he register's Knave's hang-dog expression. He has a feeling he knows what it's about.]

I'm assuming things did not go as planned?

he is the saddest chain right now :c

She— was quite furious.

[He tightens his arms around the bundle, staring at them.]

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