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.]