[voice]

[maddest]

Bored.

Who wants to burn things?

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[thelightbringer]

House or muffins?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

All of them.

[thelightbringer]

You're ambitious today.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Come join me.

[Offline]

[thelightbringer]

[The NV snaps off, and he walks through the door.]

Well, since you invited me...

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I'm boooooooooooooored.

[thelightbringer]

[Abruptly he's behind Break, hands on his shoulders, murmuring into his ear.]

Then let's burn something.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

There's something devilish about you, you know.

[thelightbringer]

Really? It's not just the good looks, is it?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wouldn't bank too much on those if I were you.

[thelightbringer]

These are Nick's. I meant mine.

[But have a sharp electric jolt for that anyway, Break.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[He yowls. No fair.]

[thelightbringer]

[He smirks]

Show me what we're burning.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

The rest of us are meeting for a bonfire, but I think I'd rather keep you far away from the children.

[thelightbringer]

Then what will I do? Stay indoors and play with your guns?

[Not impressed with this idea, Break.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No, no, I think we should go burn things in earnest.

[thelightbringer]

I'm always up for a good fire.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Wonderful. To the wastes?

[thelightbringer]

Where's the fun in that?

[But off they go, through the window and to the Wastes in barely the time it takes to blink.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[More yowling in complaint. Not used to angel travel.]

[thelightbringer]

You're so loud today.

[He finds it funny.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I've been bored.

[It's mostly for show.]

[thelightbringer]

You? Perish the thought.

[He gestures, and rocks arrange themselves in a circle. There, a fire pit.]

Actually, so have I.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

How has the family been?

[thelightbringer]

Raphael is dying.

[The real reason he was so agreeable to the idea of burning things.]