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"The cure for boredom is curiosity.
There is no cure for curiosity."

[ neal's not quite back to his fighting weight, but he looks a whole lot better (and a whole lot less crazy, natch) than his last network outing.

he's also fussing with the cuffs on his devore, because you never go to battle without your best armor, right?

metaphorical, of course. ]

Wise words from a wise lady. [ and now with a slowy flip, he sets a fedora on his head and gives the camera a smile that's lovely lovely lovely and just a bit barbed. ] Résumé seemed apt, too, but a little dark given the occasion.

So, how was the month off, Tranquility? --and welcome to the new additions, of course. Watch out for Kardashians.

[ neal stop telling the ren faire kardashians are a horrible demon from your world, son, it's not as funny as you think.

also: one more hat flip because he can and we're out, tq. welcome back to the airwaves. ]

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anon text;

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[ oh, someone didn't like that at all. ]

Which chicken? I have my suspicions about one of them. And your fascination with Ward aside, if we're dancing I'd say you just stepped on my foot.

Real names? Risky. But then again, I'm the man everyone wants to poke around inside, lately. No real harm adding another piece of kindling to the fire.

...you have no idea.

[ some of this: high caffreyan drama.

some of this: something else, something not very nice. ]

Right, you have a Master Plan. Do you want to know what I found out Himself thinks about any of our master plans, Jim? I'll give you that one, gratis. A favor between... well.

Yes or no? Tick tock goes the clock.

anon text;

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A Master Plan implies I'm willing keep my mind in one direction. Changeability is another thing, it could be a balloon party one day or something completely different the other. Do try to understand better, charm can only get that face so far.

I've hit the snooze, I'm afraid.

anon text;

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You are, aren't you? You really are.

Funny. I'm not, not anymore. Maybe we traded?

[ just ask to get shanked, why don't you. ]

anon text;

[spider]

I'm keeping on with my own business, funny where a 'hello' has gotten us. Look at his conversation now, tut tut.

anon text;

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He's coming, Jim. And you aren't smarter than Him, you aren't more evil or whatever you tell yourself when you start to wonder 'what, exactly, does a man like me do here?'. He's laughing at every single one of us and that includes you, and you can throw a fit and threaten to kill anyone you like-- doesn't change what's coming.





I told you that one was free. The next costs.

anon text;

[spider]

[ Ugh. ]

I'm keeping your head.

anon text;

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Killing the messenger doesn't get rid of the message, but good luck with that.

And Jim?

anon text;

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Hardly my concern, I'm just exhausted.

Neal?

anon text;

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Tiring, I'd bet. Understandable.

This game? It's not yours, and it's not mine. I'm-- prophet is too Catholic, harbinger too direct.

Let's call me the albatross, then. Fitting.

Figure out the new game or don't, Jim. But I'm done with the old one, and you can go ahead and have fun with your headhunt and if you decide to graduate up to the adult table, you let me know.

anon text;

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But I shall kill no albatross.

You say old, but you're also giving the squint of a man who thinks they've seen enough. I give you no promises. Trying to impress you would mean there's something to care, but flat-out inconveniences are something for the gutter. We all have our own tread. I'm here to keep myself entertained, doy.
But I do like it when you say my name, and I think you do too.

anon text;

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Now, that I never said. Funny things about legends: everywhere you go, everyone's heard a different version.

Like I said, Jim.

anon text;

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Death's at the bottom of everything, Neal.

anon text; this icon is on purpose

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Not at the bottom of this well, Jim. This one's deathless and it doesn't quite have an end, but what it has inside would probably terrify you as much as it does me. More, actually, if Sherlock was right about you.

...oh right, I lied. "I'm not scared anymore"-- true in some lights, but not about this. Sorry, old habit. You understand.

anon text; ok get out

[spider]

Bleh.

[ Terrify. Sherlock. Gross, you're really gross with words. ]

Completely.

anon text; n o p e neal is really enjoying this ngl

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Oh, you have no idea. Have you ever been religious? Probably not, but you should look into it. See what appeals and what seems horrifyingly pointless and dull, and get back to me.

That is: if a then b, adult table, and all. Rules are rules.

[ dude, you do not even know. ]

I thought you might.

anon text;

[spider]

That information would be getting personal, not how I do, Neal-o.

Rules. I vomited a little.

anon text;

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You're going to hate Himself, you really are.

Well. If you make it to there.

anon text; douchiest icon choice, ok neal

[spider]

You really adore that table.

anon text; 1/2 wow look who's talking, JIMBO

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Oh, I do. It makes me different-- so I have to share a little elbow room with Stark. We can manage.

You, though? You don't like personal-- so one more freebie, for old times and old friends. Run and hide if Himself comes looking for you, Jim. Run and hide and pray, because He knows everything about you already and unless someone else more interesting catches his view He'll get very, very personal and there isn't a single thing you'll be able to do about it.

anon text; :D have a nice day now, y'hear jim?

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But right, you like the old game.

Well. At least you're consistent, I'll give you that.

anon text;

[spider]

[ All of that was tuned out and he decided to tap at his jar.

The day Jim Moriarty fears anything is... well, probably never. Smiley is one interesting thing, Neal Caffrey is just an annoyance. He has his own deal with Sherlock Holmes, an e n t i r e l y different deal that requires different attention. There's ways to hypnotize the self with something fun, so the fear of boredom has been shoo'd.

( At least for now, anyways. )

He tunes out about his schedule for the day. Maybe he will have some tea. Try out breeding these little guys.

Oh, responding, right: ]

Your idea of knowing me does more harm than you think. Keep on, trooper. May we have another of these friendly conversations another time, another occasion. Kiss, kiss, xoxo.

[ →Disconnect. ]