Just another day, Day 52

[conrad_the_evil]

Just when it seems like all the double that are going to appear are here, another shows up. Lovely.

Tired of company for the day, he’s holed out in his room, writing idly on a piece of paper. He’s got a uniform now, but how could he get his hands on a weapon without anyone knowing? It is unusual for him to be so unarmed. Even back there, he

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[conrad_the_evil]

He rolls over onto his back at the knock. Wolfram doesn't knock, so it's got to be Alford or someone else completely. "Come in," he calls.

Maybe if he's lucky, it's just a maid with tea.

[conrad_the_evil]

"Alford." He's not so much surprised at who it is, but at the tray in his hands, and his tone takes on some of that surprise. "Good evening," he returns slowly, sitting up slowly and pushing his hair out of his face.

"What have you got there?" He knows, of course, but sometimes the best way to get Alford comfortable is to get him talking. "Something for me?"

[conrad_the_evil]

"Oh I wouldn't want to take advantage of your help," he says, lowering his eyes. "You've already done so much." Come, Alford. Take the bait. Insist that it's okay and you want to.

[conrad_the_evil]

Bingo. "If you really want to..."

[conrad_the_evil]

For a minute, he feels a small twinge of regret. Alford really doesn't deserve to be dragged into this. He's just a dumb kid, so willing to please. Kind of like Wolfy in some ways. Maybe that's why he took him in. Maybe he's more like his double than he realizes. They both have a thing for stays. But Conrad helps them. He just uses them.

"Alford..." he places one hand over the arms in front of him that hold him against the young human. When will the other man ever learn that he's poison. Someone should really stop him. Before it's too late.