The stuff you wanted me to find - I don't know where you care, so I haven't been able to deliver them in the first place. There was even a bucket of red paint when I went looking.
I can show you it when I get over there. On my way.
[It's pretty awkward, the image of him hauling around a bucket of paint and small bag of plants and mushrooms. Regardless, he is staying true to his word and making his way there once the train lets him off.]
[It's pretty easy to find which house is Worth's, considering the door's wide open, there are random crashes being heard from the inside, and there are multiple dolls hovering around it...looking almost scared. Which is odd. For them.
Worth himself is switching from being face down on his desk, to chugging a full beer, and then subsequently chucking it at a wall.
[A knock against the wood as he stands in the doorway and HEY, just in time to hear that bottle break into pieces nearby. Raising an eyebrow, he moves inside and sets the paint on an empty space on the desk, setting the bag on top of it.]
[Worth looks up, glowering, the circles under his eyes painfully purple, and if he could make a noise he would've grunted. But as it is, he just gives Alex an unimpressed glare and doesn't even look at his berry while he texts back:]
Boat loads
[He moves back in the chair and slouches, running his hands over his face. But his eyebrow does shoot up at the paint can, and he leans forward to inspect it after gesturing for Alex to show him what else he got.]
[He doesn't need to text to do this. Opening the sack, he's just setting out some random plants, a few differently colored mushrooms but that's about it as collections go. Taking a step back, he has hands in his pockets.]
[His crankiness subsides (kind of) for the briefest of moments while he inspects the haul, poking and flicking certain colored mushrooms, inspecting some of the plants, sneering at one and tossing it in the same way he tossed the beer bottle--
--and then stops at the paint. Worth takes a metal tool that looks like a butterknife, almost, and pulls the top open. He dips two fingers in, just a bit, and perks considerably.
Worth looks up at Alex and uses his paintless hand to beckon him forward.]
[That was rather rude but Alex isn't going to question the 'medical professional', considering he knows little to nothing about things of this sort. Raising an eyebrow at the motion, he's moving back forward, curious.]
ive got a new bike for you too in the back of this van...amphetamedicJuly 15 2011, 16:35:25 UTC
[Worth smiles. It's supposed to be a smile anyways, but it looks...sleazy. Even when he's not trying to be. This paint did just what he heard it would do--it increased your "life," which didn't really makes sense, but obviously it translated into making you generally feel better.
That being said, he uses his free hand and grabs Alex by the collar, holding him in place while he smears the paint in a small swiped line on the kid's neck.
He lets him go as quickly as he grabbed him and sits back down in the chair, both eyebrows raised. Worth gestures his hands out and mouths--"...well?"]
oh boy is it the shiny red one I wanted? 1/2faultlessconJuly 16 2011, 03:06:20 UTC
[Trying not to judge since there are definitely worse people around but Alex stares for a moment and watches. At least until Worth grabs him, then he tries to jerk back but stops for a moment, feeling the touch. Standing back up straights with eyes narrowed and expression just at a loss of words, he looks about ready to swear until well--]
[--He feels better. Eyes wide now, he holds onto the spot on his neck, looking less paler than he had been when he walked in. A glance to Worth, and then the paint, and back to Worth. 'How?' he mouths back.]
I found some of the things you mentioned by the way
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My head's in a fucking vice over here and I'm not taking time out to explain it because FUCK these faggy little buttons
What things?
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The stuff you wanted me to find - I don't know where you care, so I haven't been able to deliver them in the first place. There was even a bucket of red paint when I went looking.
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Good job, Forbes
I'm in the dollhouse in one of the first houses
If you see any dollfaces or anklebiters, ask them where the doctor is and they'll show you
What's your punishment anyways?
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[It's pretty awkward, the image of him hauling around a bucket of paint and small bag of plants and mushrooms. Regardless, he is staying true to his word and making his way there once the train lets him off.]
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Worth himself is switching from being face down on his desk, to chugging a full beer, and then subsequently chucking it at a wall.
Good times.]
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Having fun?
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Boat loads
[He moves back in the chair and slouches, running his hands over his face. But his eyebrow does shoot up at the paint can, and he leans forward to inspect it after gesturing for Alex to show him what else he got.]
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--and then stops at the paint. Worth takes a metal tool that looks like a butterknife, almost, and pulls the top open. He dips two fingers in, just a bit, and perks considerably.
Worth looks up at Alex and uses his paintless hand to beckon him forward.]
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That being said, he uses his free hand and grabs Alex by the collar, holding him in place while he smears the paint in a small swiped line on the kid's neck.
He lets him go as quickly as he grabbed him and sits back down in the chair, both eyebrows raised. Worth gestures his hands out and mouths--"...well?"]
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