[Tuesday, October 28th. Time: 6:37 PM(ish).] [Everyone has been exposed to the wonderful world of Twilight: The Musical, and has reacted with appropriate horror. Abby has been given the enviable task of playing Edward and has manage to sock away the script somewhere, as she walks out of the theater, still in hologram.] [Even in hologram, she looks a little shell-shocked. Mini Start!] * Christian leans up against the pole, fortunately his hologram projection paperthin so it doesn't show any differences. "Hey...um..." He frowns slightly as he stands up away from the pole. He looks a bit uncertain. * Abby is walking out of the theater, still hologrammed. She looks over at Christian, starting, "What do... oh. Right." * Christian rubs his head. "Yeah...uh...mind if I walk with ya a bit? Somethin' I kinda gotta let ya know." * Abby mms, then says, "Ah... yeah." She nods out the way. "I'll be here a lot tomorrow... I wouldn't mind a walk." * Christian nods too and starts walking. He's unusually quiet as he does so. * Abby lets out a small sigh as they get outside and says quietly, "I--am becoming uncertain this was a good idea." I have to play Edward, that's... * Christian rubs his head. "Yeah...about that..." * Abby looks over at him and manages a weak smile. "Well, I am sure you feel you dodged a bullet?" * Christian grumbles. "It's not like *that's* why I did it...come on..." Actually, I wanna talk to ya 'bout the other one. Jeannette. Know much about her?" * Abby says quickly, "Ain't no shame in it." Then she shakes her head and replies, "Why would I? I've never met her." I... thought she was a friend of yours? * Christian snorts. "You kiddin' me? If she were a "friend," do ya think I woulda put her up to this crappy gig?" Well... people will do a lot of stuff to get on Broadway. * Christian coughs. He doesn't look Abby in the eye at that one. * Abby gestures around. "Not everyone here's... here for the betterment of the city." * Christian keeps looking off to the side. "Yeah..." * Abby smiles a little as she looks up. "It's... good. It's something I can do." You were talking about your... um, not-friend? Yeah. Well. She's...kinda one of those types you mentioned. The "do anything to get on Broadway" type. * Abby mms, then says, "I did say people would do that. I guess this is her chance..." * Christian hehs a little bit. "If you want to call it that." He drops his head. "Actually, she's the one that got me in that whole mess with the tabloids a bit back...seems to have died off though..." * Abby looks over at him and says, quicker, "Oh, _that_ one? The one who played Horus on you?" Yeaaaaaah. That one. * Abby exhales upwards and looks up again. "Shit, remind me never to cross you two." A moment, then, "She pretty handsy?" Uh... Hands *may* be the least of your worries...though she might be good for the director. * Christian pauses for a moment and groans. "Depending on how badly she wants the part, *real* good." * Abby snorts and says, "Director's pretty desperate, let's hope he doesn't get any ideas." Yeah...well, I *did* meet her for a date, so that's kinda why. She may be different actually doin' what that manipulative tramp was wanting to do in the first place. But...just in case, thought I'd warn ya. * Abby mms quietly, then says, "Well... uh, thank you for warning me, although..." she smiles weakly, "... you could have just not volunteered... ah, me and her to do this." * Christian folds his arms across his chest. "Assistant Director wasn't gonna let us get away with just one, I'm the only guy, and I can't act worth crap." * Abby laughs faintly and says, "You don't need to. This is... really..." she trails off and then says, "Nevermind." But... I do not really see how me playing a guy is better than you... everything considered. * Christian rolls his eyes. "Okay, I *also* don't wanna act alongside *her*. Happy?" Yeah...well...if I had *my* way, I woulda put Jackie in that role. But. * Abby smiles a touch, but it fades away and she says, "This is going to... be very weird. I just hope it isn't too weird. Two days and... maybe it goes away after." Man, I hate this mission. I mean it ain't like people deserve to die or nothin', but you know as well as I do this show should be shut down, buried and set on fuckin' fire." * Abby looks over at him, sounding surprised. "I... no?" * Christian pounds one fist into the other. "I'm gonna..." He blinks. "Eh?" * Abby lets out a small sigh and then says, "If... people like it, then people like it. If they don't, it'll close on its own. Why bring... oughts into it?" She smiles a little. "Bad shows aren't a sin, Christian." * Christian scratches his head. "Yeah, I guess. It just seems like a crime that *we* have to be the ones to deal with it." I know. Part of the gig and all. * Abby nods a little and says, quietly, "There are other things that are... important, happening. But this is important too. Strategically." She then smiles a bit and says, "I can prepare and patrol tonight. It won't be a problem." Alright. * Christian sighs slightly and keeps rubbing his head. "There's another thing that's been botherin' me..." Yes? I'm...still not sure what to call you. I'm tryin' not to let it bug me but...you're not Mizuki and you are at the same time... When I was tryin' to call you over, it just didn't feel right, y'know? * Abby sighs a little and her voice shifts, a slight smirk coming across her face. "Christian, man. On the field, I told you what to call me. Off the field, you want it to be Abby, Abby's fine." Professor if you want some schooling in something. Well I *know* the on the field stuff...it's just off is...weird. Like I'd *hate* someone to call me Shockwave if there ain't no one else around... * Abby looks over at him, then chuckles and says, "Man... I can't blame you, but I answer to about a dozen names, between the three of us." * Christian sighs. "I'm not used to all this stuff. And I'm *tryin'* to get it...I really am...but I can't just...I dunno, "science" it away like Jackie or be non-chalant and ignore it like Redcoat or whatever the hell they do. * Abby looks over at him. "Science what away?" * Christian makes wiggly fingers. "Y'know. 'Science'. Like "Oh, I'm used to it because I create twenty billion different more interesting phenomenon every day' or some shit like that." Yeah, but used to what? Just... life on the masked side? No, just used to...y'know. Havin' more than one person to talk to in the same body. * Abby chuckles slightly and smirks faintly. "Well, it ain't changin' any. I guess it makes sense if it bugs you. I've been like this so long it's tough to remember anything else. If it weren't for her, anyway. New body... a little bit of a refresher course." * Christian nods slightly. "Yeah...like I said. I ain't tryin' to snub you or nothin'. I just...I dunno. I don't really know how to handle this type of shit." * Abby chuckles and says, "You know, I was a lot worse at talking to people once. The best advice I ever got? 'Just keep talking, and wait for them to tell you to shut the fuck up.'" Work out one way or the other. * Christian smirks. "Ain't many people brave enough to tell me to shut the fuck up, that's for sure." * Abby laughs and then says, "Then you won't have any problems, will you?" * Christian smiles. "Yeah, probably not. But I had to say it." Yeah, well, what am I gonna be scared of, yeah? I already died. * Abby exhales upwards. "If you need to shut up, I think I can manage to say it." Hell, I might even listen to ya. * Christian turns to her again. "And you too." * Abby smirks and glances him up and down. "That new for you?" What? Listening? * Abby 's voice slows. "You... did sound like it might even shock you." * Christian waves his hand slightly. "Naaaaah." He then turns to her and grins. "But I like to let people think I do. So this is our little secret, capische?" * Christian then stops for a moment and looks thoughtful. Then gestures. "The...other one. Right?" * Abby says, "Si, si, segreto." She then nods slightly. "Well, I am always here." Si...what? * Abby chuckles and nudges him with an elbow. "Secret. I don't know much italian, but enough to dazzle." Yeah. That's a mess. I'm *part* Italian and you know more than me. * Abby chuckles and replies, "I did mention lessons, yeah? Although I've got a script to learn, so maybe they'd have to wait for me to actually learn the language." Right...right. Just outta curiosity...why do the hosts usually agree to do this thing? * Christian thins his lips and looks pensive. "I mean, I'm one of those who didn't really have much choice in the matter..." * Abby smiles wanly. "What makes you think we really did?" Eh. It's a point. * Abby looks up with a faint smile. "I mean, sure, we've got a say in the day to day, but... when a spirit comes down and hits you in the soul, there isn't... much you can say against her." Ain't like you have to do all this though, do you? I mean any of you ever just said "fuck it" and waited it off? * Abby speaks up and says, in the slower voice, "I refuse to walk away from people who need our help. I didn't before... and I am not going to now." * Abby then chuckles lowly and finishes, more quickly, "And kid, you didn't really know Mizuki? But she had a way." God, did she have a way about her. * Christian nods slightly and pauses for a moment. He seems to be slowly distinguishing the two. "Hell, you know me. I guess I'm just thinkin' out loud..." He then looks at her. "But yeah...the other one sounds a lot like me in a way..." * Abby mms and says, "What, don't you know? We're all noble motherfuckers here." Even Jackie. Eh...people've got different reasons. Sure, sure. But noble...eh, I'll believe it when I see it. * Abby puts her left arm behind her back and mms, then adds, "Yeah? Lemme tell you about somethin', Christian, I think maybe you might understand." * Christian looks over at Abby for a moment. * Abby looks back at him. "You do what you think is right, and get a lot of people mad at you. Maybe you put up a face to keep everything sane, and proud, and safe, but all of those people still hate you. So that's how it goes." * Abby then looks up. "And then someone believes in you, and gives you a chance, but you have to walk through those people who hate you every day... and walk away knowing they'll hate you tomorrow too." There's something noble in that, my friend. * Christian snorts. So you're sayin' a serial killer who kills people because he think God's talkin' to him or some shit is noble? * Abby laughs and says, "You missed the last part, Christian." She's quiet a moment, then looks back to him. "Redemption from those who think you lost and worthless." * Christian sighs. "Look. I ain't sayin' she's that bad. I'm just sayin'...." He pauses for a moment. "Sometimes you gotta just cut the shit and be yourself." * Abby mms, then says, "Yeah? And what if nobody likes yourself?" What if nobody's even really looking? Horus's got a reason to hate her from the past. I don't. All the shit she's stirred came from a clear slate. * Christian rubs his head. "Look. She's gotta learn to present herself and stop blamin' that shit on other people. I can't stand people blamin' other people for bein' an ass is all." * Abby mms, then says, "She isn't blaming anyone, Christian. She doesn't have to. People prove it every day." * Christian sighs and shakes his head. "That's bull." * Abby smirks. "Yeah? You're the one saying she should act like herself, but if herself thinks it's stupid to sacrifice yourself for nothing, then the bitch needs to not be a bitch? Which way is it, man?" * Christian folds his arms. "So you just admitted that she's a bitch." Sure, me and her both. Yeah. You're makin' my head hurt now. Less you're tryin' to say that you're a bitch too. * Abby chuckles and says, "Christian, if I had a dollar for every time someone called me a bitch in my life because they didn't like how I acted, I could put on my own Broadway show." * Christian breathes out a breath. "Yeah. You're a bitch. I'm an asshole. Horus can be a bit of one too if you get her pissed off enough." We *still* present ourselves better than fuckin' Jackie. So if that ain't on her, I don't know what is. * Abby shrugs. "I thought you didn't want people to present themselves? I thought you just wanted them to be." That's not what I...nngh. I'm just sayin' it's better to admit that you're an asshole than to think that you're in the right all the time. I fuck up. But at least I can admit when I fuck up. * Abby chuckles faintly. "So what did Jackie really fuck up on?" I mean, I wasn't around for a week, maybe I missed something. Thinkin' that she's the only one holdin' together this party and that she's needed so we just have to put up with her being a bitch and like it? * Abby mms, then says slowly, "I... am not much of a fan of Jacqueline. But I... know for a fact I could not walk into a group of people, most of which think I'm wrong, and still... be as brave as she has to be." A weak smile. "But I know there's... nothing here I can help." * Christian sighs a bit. "Yeah. I know. That's what's buggin' me too..." * Abby mms. "What, you want to make peace?" * Christian looks at her with one eye. "Peace? Fuck no. But...she's confusing as hell. And that bugs the shit outta me." So if she shows that she actually knows what it's like to help without somethin' to prove, then maybe I'll change my mind. * Abby laughs and says, "Like everyone in this outfit doesn't have somethin' to prove." Jackie's just the most obvious about it, man. * Christian smirks slightly. "Yeah, but some ain't so...'xactly." Hey, you said you liked people bein' themselves. * Christian waves his hand slightly. "What can I say? I'm confusin' as hell too." Least I can blame that on adults bein' fuckin' stupid sometimes, right? * Abby smirks faintly a moment, then lets it slip. "Yeah, well, that's life." A moment, then, "You figured out anything more about masks since last we talked?" * Christian shakes his head. "I mean...I get it a little. But I still think it's stupid..." * Abby mms, then says, "Look who you're talking to. I can't even take the mask off with a crowbar." And tomorrow's totally shot. Yeah, I know...I ain't talkin' 'bout that. I mean it's more like me in a way. Ain't like you can detach what I got goin' for me from me. * Abby mms, then sighs and says, "Can't seperate anyome from themself, Christian. Horus isn't any different. Every hour of sleep you normals forgo on the job affects who you are off the job." Everything you do, you see, you feel... you carry with you. * Abby chuckles a little. "Like a bad musical." * Christian snorts. "Normals? Me? I run as fast as some jets and damage concrete with my bare hands." You still sleep and bleed. * Christian shakes his head slightly. "Look, I gotta go. You got any more concerns 'bout Hose Bitch, you let me know." He snorts at the second comment. "Barely." * Abby half-smiles, then says, "Yes... I had better begin learning my part as well." * Christian nods. "Look. Good talkin' with ya. Both of ya. Though the other one's gotta speak up more. I like her style." * Christian raises an eyebrow. "It *is* a her, right? I don't know if you can cross gender these things or somethin'." * Abby smirks faintly. "Don't see any reason why not." * Abby waves slightly and starts to walk off. "I'll let you puzzle out that one yourself." * Christian shrugs slightly. "Sure. Whatev." * Christian heads off in a different direction himself, shaking his head a bit. * Abby starts talking to herself as she walks away, "Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer..." and then trails off, before laughing faintly and murmuring, "I'm not allowed to know any plays?" [Mini end!]