The Door (action) (2/?)

[blimeyjamwalls]

[ Errbody seems to be getting worked up about that one door. Was that door there before? Daniel's never had reason to count them. If it wasn't, who put it there? And if it was, then what's so special about it

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[angel_junk]

[ Bhamba hears the question and approaches Daniel, glancing at the door as he does.

His life is good and magic can suck science's cock, so he is really only here to watch everyone else obsess. ]

It is a very large door.

[ That should explain everything, if the tone of his voice is to be believed.

Incidentally, if it looks like there's a crocodile waiting patiently a few feet away from Bhamba, then that's because there's a crocodile waiting patiently a few feet away from Bhamba. ]

[blimeyjamwalls]

[ Daniel's always been a skeptic, and relatively recent events have only convinced him that (a) magic exists, but (b) it is the pursuit of crazy arseholes. Is Dan a crazy asshole? He'd like to think not! ]

The way people are gathering, one would think it was belching forth one hundred pounds every--

[ --holy shit there's a crocodile out here. ]

God damn it, that's a-- Sir, behind you!

[ Shit shit shit. Daniel's going to have to seriously rethink his policy of no longer going armed. ]

[angel_junk]

[ Bhamba turns around. Looks at the few people behind him. Looks at the regular doors further away. Looks at just about everything in that direction that could possibly warrant this outburst. ]

What? Where?

[blimeyjamwalls]

The -

[ Daniel stutters. He'd call Bhamba on his failure to spot the rather large and obvious crocodile on the floor not a few feet away... if he could be sure that the large and obvious crocodile was really there.

He doesn't know why he should be seeing things, unless he's more stressed than he thought. But he also doesn't know why this man would pretend not to see the deadly predator in the room. ]

I -

[ So, with an effort, he makes himself stop staring at the crocodile. Horrible death does not immediately ensue, which is at least a small relief. ]

I'm sorry, I thought I saw - something.

[rebelroses]

Exactly my point! It's a door! The mansion has tons of them...

[blimeyjamwalls]

[ Rose sure is an outspoken and non-respectably dressed woman. I'm sure that doesn't at all disconcert the guy from the 1830s. ]

...This is true.

[ Except that it totally does. He's visibly taken aback. ]

[rebelroses]

[Well, she's from 2007-2008ish. She has a lot more bite then you'd think]

It's ridiculous. There's nothing interesting about a giant door that appeared. You'd think it was a sure sign of some stupid event...

[blimeyjamwalls]

[ She definitely has more bite than Daniel'd think. Women with bite and women in his social circles didn't tend to overlap.

With every word he thinks of you as more unpleasantly uncultured, Rose! Fear his judgement! FEAR IT! ]

I have heard something of the events. If this is one, then they were sold a little more menacingly than they deserved.

[kindly_done]

I'm not excited.

[He's very calmly sitting with his nose practically pressed to it, so there.]

[blimeyjamwalls]

[ ...Riiiiiiight. ]

What if my question was about fascination with the door?

[kindly_done]

Nobody knows where it goes, that's why.

[blimeyjamwalls]

Is it expected to open soon?

[ It's what he gathers from the fact that everyone seems to be camping out here. ]

[paper_knight]

I don't know. It's...worrying.

[No supernatural pull here; Mark's got his quest, thank you very much, and he's content with it, if not exactly happy. He's only interested insofar as any big, mysterious development is interesting.]

[blimeyjamwalls]

A little. Is this...

[ Oh hey, hang on. ]

...Oh, we've met before, I think?

[paper_knight]

On the mirrorside, yes. Nice to see you.

[Nice to see him panicking less, that is.]