004 - [Action/Video]

[inked_psyche]

*Rorschach is sitting at a table in a kitchen, writing in his journal. More accurately, he seems top be translating some unintelligible scrawl that's supposed to be English from a tiny, pocket-sized book into a larger, (relatively) neater journal. Due to a rare lapse of hyper-awareness, you may find yourself able to peek over his shoulder, should

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[Action]

[vanishing_grin]

[Kind of just floating in front of Rorschach's face. Not even trying to hide the fact that he's there.]

Hello~

[Action]

[inked_psyche]

*He literally falls out of his chair, flailing and yelping and tumbling backwards. He reaches in his pocket for his grappling gun, taking a swing at whatever just appeared in front of him.*

Aaaah! Wha--

[Action]

[vanishing_grin]

[AND POOF! He's gone, but his voice is still there.]

That wasn't very nice...A bit jumpy, are you?

[Action]

[inked_psyche]

*He's on his feet, trying to swing at the invisible voice.*

Show yourself.

[Action]

[gunsandcorpses]

*Wham, foot to the back of Rorschach's chair. Don't ask why Cross was bothering to read over his shoulder.*

How many times do I have to fucking tell you I don't have it any more?

[Action]

[inked_psyche]

*He pushes the chair out and stands up, shutting the book. He looks up at Cross, meeting his eyes, even if it's impossible for Cross to do the same. He's not afraid of you, Cross Marian.

...Even if you're taller and much more powerful.*

Am aware of that. Komui has it. Hasn't given it back. Promised otherwise. Would blame you, but you settled your debt.

*The last part comes out sounding annoyed.*

[Action]

[gunsandcorpses]

*Cross isn't even going to bother trying to meet his eyes. He's got no idea where to look on his face, anyway.*

News to me. *Runs a hand through his hair* Why do you need it back, anyway? You have a replacement that's no different except maybe cleaner.

And is it really that hard to use pronouns?

[Action]

[inked_psyche]

My mask. My property.

...Might be useful to remember: don't care what you think of me.

Video;

[redhairedrabbit]

Your...face?

Video;

[inked_psyche]

*He shuts the book, glaring at the golem from beneath his mask.*

My Face.

*Gestures at his swirling mask.*

Video;

[redhairedrabbit]

Oi, someone took one of your masks?

Video

[inked_psyche]

Cross Marian. Gave it to Komui. Haven't received it back.

[inyourf_ace]

Wait. What year is this world?

[inked_psyche]

Don't care to know. Won't date journal out of order.

[inyourf_ace]

How very OCD of you.

[inked_psyche]

*Shrug.*

Something you want?

[Audio]

[singerinpink]

Have you asked Mr Komui for help about your mask? Everyone must obey him!

[Audio]

[inked_psyche]

Komui has it. Hasn't returned it.

[Audio]

[singerinpink]

Really? Why not? I thought he anted to solve problems!

[Audio]

[inked_psyche]

Don't know. Have been told he's...unreliable in many circumstances.

May have to provide encouragement personally.