3rd Hatred - Your Pranks Shall Be Avenged [Event!]

[hell_wheel]

[A harmless old man is out and about on April Fools day.

Totally harmless.]


[Vincent]
[Early morning, a surprise is coming for Vincent when he shaves or brushes his teeth in front of the mirror]

((OOC: Vincent, Ai, Wanyudo for posting order on this one.))


[Elizabeth]
[A friendly old man will smile and wave to Elizabeth as walks by.]

Hello, miss. Could you help an old man out?


[Inara]
[As Inara walks along, Wanyudo waves her over.

This old man looked to be having trouble picking up a box.

His one hand going to his back as he's hunched over, looking sore.]

Oh my, it seems I over did it.

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[closerthanheaven]

[Yup, just calmly brushing his teeth, still half-asleep. His glasses rest next to the sink.]

[shallbeavenged]

[Which is good, for a moment the mirror will shift slightly. But nothing has changed. His reflection is exactly the same.....doing everything he is.


For the moment.]

[hell_wheel]

[While she gets ready. Wanyudo climbs his way up to hide right outside the bathroom window. A few choice carved tools ready to make sound.]

[closerthanheaven]

[The noise catches his attention for a moment and he looks towards the window. This is a futile effort, as he just squints and can't really make out much of anything.

He goes back to his normal morning routine.]

[shallbeavenged]

[His reflection isn't moving though. It seems stuck.....


....the moment he focuses on it though it'll go back to normal....

Until he looks away again and it moves the opposite of what he does.]

[hell_wheel]

[To make catching it a little harder, Wanyudo starts with the distractions.

He clacks his wood tools together in a steady but slow pattern.

Clack...

clack...

clack...

Like a branch hitting the window frame, but far too even paced to be natural.]

[closerthanheaven]

[Wait. That's not right, is it? His eyes had to be playing tricks on his. He puts his glasses back on and wipes his face on a nearby towel. His looks towards the noise again, but keeps his attention partially on his own reflection.]

[shallbeavenged]

[He may then notice that his appearance seems to fade slightly as though the colour is being slowly drained from it.]

[hell_wheel]

[Meanwhile the "clacking" was growing in tempo.]

[elevatoravatar]

[Elizabeth stops and peers at him, pondering slightly.]

While it is usually I who is giving the quests, I do believe that the best way to steel our souls against this place is to work together. How may I be of help?

[hell_wheel]

[He motions to a parked car.]

I dropped my keys under there and my back isn't agreeing with me today, so I can't bend over.

Could you be so kind as to help me get them?

[Under the car, by his keys are a few frogs he stashed in there to creep out his target.

He really doesn't know enough about her, obviously.]

[elevatoravatar]

Why certainly.

[She bends over and ponders, then speaks]

Was it your dreams about driving? But you lack the physical form, even if the spirit is wanting...

[Dodging around the frogs she picks up the keys and hands them back]

Perhaps someone dreamed of the speed of the highway yet was robbed of it... Would you be willing to take them for a ride as well sir?

[hell_wheel]

[Oh, that wasn't good enough was it?

He smiles and accepts the keys.]

A philosophical hitchhiker?

I must appologize, but I have already promised my services to another.

If I were free, though, I am no sure the ride would be a pleasant one for any other.

Thank you for the assistance, none the less.

[elevatoravatar]

I am glad to be of what service I can.

[She kneels back down and looks to the frogs]

Now is not your time to experience the speed of rubber on concrete, perhaps you were never meant to be more than frogs.

[She nods and starts on her way]

[hell_wheel]

[They have strange ones here.

Though that's good to know too.

Watching her leave, accepting his loss.]

[elevatoravatar]

[She hums cheerfully as she continues down the road]

[companioning]

[Inara's eyebrows knit together in concern and she moves over to where he is.]

Here, let me help you.

[She leans over, fully intending to pick the box up for him.]

[hell_wheel]

[He shuffles back to give her room.]

Thank you, thank you very much.

[Only, when she goes to pick up the box it's not as heavy as expected.

In face, the bottom isn't even taped shut, so what was inside comes spilling out by her feet.

A mass of frogs, gardner snakes and bugs!]