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[A certain someone is back in Wankerville. Not that he knows he's 'back' just yet. Much has happened since the last time he was here, if one could even say he was here at all. He was a different person then. He's a different person now. About a year and a half have passed, but it feels like a lifetime. He's Lex Luster Jr., though he no longer has a passport to prove it. The only identity he legally has is Sam-Sara Bardo's, because Interpol takes the protection program very seriously and so should he. Not that he's wearing Sam-Sara's mask or even his clothing. His appearance, from the thick woolen sweater with long sleeves to his favorite scarf, is very much Lex.

The memories from before are so vague that they don't reach him through the initial panic.

The first thought that strikes him is that he's not supposed to be here. Not out in the open. Not like this. He doesn't have anything to cover his face- what if someone recognizes him- what if they think he broke his house arrest agreement again? He didn't mean to! He doesn't know why he's here at all, or how. What if this was the last straw? What if they decide to overturn the penal committee's suggestion for real this time? What if they lock him away for good, or finally subject him to that long overdue execution? That's so unfair! He didn't choose to leave the house! He didn't choose to leave Benny-

-Benny. Shit shit shit. Is he okay? Does he know what happened? Did someone attack him in order to move Lex from the house? Why go through so much trouble and then leave him in some abandoned village in the first place? Is he even near L.A. anymore? What is going on?-

His immediate reaction to the reeling train of thought that he can't control or make sense of is to hide. To find somewhere safe and regain his composure there. Phantom or no Phantom, hiding is his first answer to everything. Hiding is that one instinct he's had since childhood that never left- not once. Hide and then wait to be found by someone trustworthy, no matter how long it takes. No matter how agonizing it is to feel alone and abandoned.

Once he can actually get his feet to move, he sprints towards the nearest house to yank the door open. Somehow, the fact that it's unlocked doesn't strike him as odd at all. It seems almost natural for it to be open to anyone. He darts inside and slams the door shut behind himself again, then allows his knees to buckle. He hits the ground with a thud. After all the training Benny's been putting him through, he'd been doing so well with controlling his emotional instability. He'd made such great progress. With the way he's hyperventilating into his hands, all that progress sure feels insignificant.]

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[Hnnnnghhhhh dammit now he really wants to go see the kittens.]

Oh? Which name would that be?

It's Nilla!

[Make fun of her, Lex. She dares you.]

[Why would he make fun of that? It's ten times more of a name than Shoe.]

... That's cute.

[Tori's eyes almost seem to twinkle when Lex says that. It's a childish sort of enthusiasm that is a rare feeling for her these days, but right now she can't help herself.]

You really think so? That's why I like it, too. It's just so adorable, which is why I thought it would fit so well for such a cute cat! [Beams.] It's strange how well those kind of names work for cats, but it's a good kind of strange, you know? Haha...!

[If Lex does not stop her, she will just keep gushing about the cute factor. Or just how cute the kittens are period. Tori adores cute.]

[By all means, Tori, keep gushing. It's a very good distraction from the surrealism of the situation and all the anxiety that's trying to build up inside of him. There's occasional flashes of vampires and animatronics and death, and while he's experienced plenty of nightmare fuel in his life even outside of nexuses, he'd very much like it to stop.]

So... You like cats?

Yeah. You could say I like a lot of animals, actually. I've always wanted way more pets than I was allowed as a child, and I imagined that when I had a family of my own, I'd also have a couple cats and a dog, maybe more than that if we could take care of them...

[Her expression loses some of her enthusiasm then.]

I gave up on all of that being a possibility when everything happened, though.

[Ah... That's sort of sad. Lex never had dreams like that when he was young. He hadn't cared about first world luxuries like that. Even now, the notion of a 'family of his own' seems foreign. Even so...]

I don't think it's too late. I never used to have anything or anyone, but now... Now I have someone waiting for me, back home. Along with five cats. [Just... let that sink in for a second, Tori. He has five cats.]

F-Five cats?! Wow, and you're asking me if I like cats...

[She laughs softly.]

But thanks. Honestly, the fact that you have a home again gives me at least a little hope. Still, even if I manage to be able to handle some pets, I wonder if I could really subject a child to how [what] I am now, you know?

[Ah yes. He knows that feel. He doesn't entertain it often, mostly because he doesn't like children in general, but... On rare occasions, when he really has nothing better to do, he mulls over the 'what could've been's.]

If you're uncertain, then I should hope no one would force you into that position. One doesn't need children in order to have a family, I think.

I guess not... but I've always really wanted them. Even when I was a kid, I wanted to be a mother when I was an adult. I just... didn't expect to become like this. But I guess you're right--you don't need children to have a family. My sisters are my family. The people I've adopted as family are my family, too. [The Riddler will always be her family, especially.] Kids would just be nice...

[She sighs, looking upward.]

...but my complicated situation elsewhere probably wouldn't be good for a kid, either. [Come on, Lex. You want a distraction? Ask her what she means by that. It'll be fun.]

[He wouldn't want a distraction at the cost of someone else's state of mind, but... Honestly, he isn't thinking that far ahead right now.]

Complicated?

My love life is less than simple. A close friend of mine jokes about me having a "harem," even. [She blushes, her glance moving downward again. Not to his face, but to the floor.] I used to be thrown into games of life and death all the time. Those games made me grow bonds with people, and sometimes those bonds were less than platonic. I love them, I really do. But... I think only one of them would really be a suitable parent out of all of us.

[A small breath of laughter.]

I guess I really never got into that discussion with you when you were Bobby, did I? Probably for the best, heh. Even I indulged in making my childhood dreams a reality... well, it wouldn't be a good idea unless all of them, and myself, were a bit more stable, would it? As it stands, one of them can't even stand the other two. He can stand barely anyone, for that matter. [Little does she know about the alternate universe kid running around the town still. And the father is said person who can't stand most people. Wow.]

Edited 2015-07-12 12:10 (UTC)

[.....Well okay then. The first thing to really come to his mind is 'first world problems', but then he instantly reprimands himself for it. Even with all his experience being other people, there's no way he could place himself in a teenage girl's shoes. Especially not anymore. Isn't it a good thing that what worries someone like her is having too many people who care for her in that way?

Even so, there's just a little bit of remaining spite. The only people left who care about him at all are Benny and Bobby. He often gets the feeling that people like Simon, Lang and even his uncle only tolerate him out of obligation. Calisto's no longer in town, either.]

... I see. Regardless of the amount of suitors, having children in a 'game of life and death' would be foolish. [He's been to those games as Bobby, he knows how brutal it can get.]

[It's probably only 'first world problems' because Tori is deliberately keeping out the bit about possibly becoming a genocidal maniac for "everyone's own good" at any moment. It would be great if she knew what was causing her mind to be so poisoned, but she doesn't. It would be bad for Tori to know she can perform necromancy anyway, wouldn't it?

What it boils down to is that no matter how much Tori cares about Lex, she absolutely refuses to show any sign that such a side of her exists and will likely continue to refuse to unless she finds out a few more of Lex's own secrets. It's better for Lex to think she's just some young woman with love troubles, really. Ideal, even. ~~so clearly something should happen to change that~~]

Exactly. Not to mention... even if I get my world back, where would a child even go? I don't even know what will happen if it's restored. Even having a cat would be a bad idea. [She shakes her head.] I have things I need to do first. Not that I'm getting them done here, but there's not much I can do about that.

[Oh no, Lex will definitely not be sharing any more of his secrets. This may be a whole new world, but even so, it's better for Tori if she doesn't find out any specifics of the Phantom. The truth of the matter is that he used to kill people for a living, along with plenty of other horrible things. The truth of the matter is that he never cared for the lives or feelings of others.]

Hmm... What with nexus visits, vampire invasions and the occasional animatronic, I suppose family life is the least of our worries. [What if those vampires get to his world? What if someone he cares about gets hurt or infected? ...Dammit, he was supposed to be distracting himself from depressing thoughts.]

[Between a former spy who killed people for a living and didn't give a damn about it and a young woman whose mind is slowly being poisoned by forbidden magic, these two are a damn mess, aren't they?]

Exactly. [She sighs.] Making sure we survive to get back home is more important.

[Or in her case, remaining herself for that time. She made Yuan promise to take her out if she slipped away, but sometimes she wonders just how much she can trust that.]

A-Ahaha, anyway! Back to the topic of Benny... I'm glad you two know each other. From what I've seen of him, he seems like a damn good person to know! [Aside from him possibly being able to psychoanalyze her. That freaks her out a bit. Shrinks.]

By the way, do you still not need water? Are you hungry or anything? Not that I trust my cooking now, but...

[Yeah, Benny really is a damn good person to know. He's not sure what his life would've been like if Benny hadn't been assigned to assess his personality back. He probably wouldn't have a life at all, right now. Any other therapist would've considered him a lost cause and sent him to the gallows, no doubt.]

I don't suppose you have anything that doesn't require any cooking? [He's still not picky about his food, he'll take stale bread if she has it.]

Oh! Yeah, a few things. It's not like I could live on my awful creations alone. ...well, I could, but there's no way I'd want to!

[She'll turn in the way of the kitchen, giving him the lightest of gestures to follow him.]

By the way, I don't remember how much I told you about this place the last time you were here. If I warned you about everything. Not that there's much to warn you about, but since I told Benny about it all...

[Aaagh, now he has to get up from his chair...! Fine, fine, he'll follow. He'll be very slow about it, though, because he still has a bit of a headache.

What's this about a warning...?]

... About what all?

[She doesn't mind him being slow. In fact, she'll drop her own pace so he can keep up.]

...the first time I showed up in Wankerville, a couple of years ago... there was this guy here. He was pretty bad news, you know? Seriously aggressive and hates humans.

[And looks like someone she cares about. Is a version of someone she cares about. That still proves to get under her skin.]

Back then, I wasn't nearly as strong as I am now--he almost killed me and someone really important to me. [Not that it matters now, does it? The Riddler is...] I don't know if he's still here, but just play it safe, okay?

[She looks over her shoulder to him.]

Though you don't have to worry too much, you know? If he comes back and tries to hurt you, I'll protect you. I'll protect you, and Benny, and everyone else here!

[Because surely if there's a bigger threat and she can protect others from it, the voice telling her to put everyone out of their misery will quiet down, right...?]

[...Oh. So there's a psychopath on the loose. One who hasn't been seen for a while, apparently, but a psychopath nonetheless. That is not helping his anxiety any. Nor is the notion that Tori would try to step between himself and said psychopath. Benny would do the same, because of course he would.]

Oh, no, I don't want you to...- I mean... I can take care of myself. [Except that he can't. Ever since the Phantom 'died', he's been spectacularly useless when cornered.]

[She wants to argue it more than she's prepared to, but she'll just sigh softly and keep it brief.]

Let's compromise, then. You take care of yourself by getting the hell out of there and leave any fighting the bastard to me, okay? I have a score to settle with him anyway~

[That and she imagines that she's... far more durable against the psychotic Yuan than Lex is. Even if Lex were still the Phantom. ...when did she begin to think that human beings were weak? Ugh, that's no good...]

[... That's not... That doesn't really... Um.]

I'd much prefer neither of us resort to fighting him and get the hell out instead. [Is that even an option, though? He knows how tenacious murderous assholes can get once they've made someone their target.]

[She turns to face him completely.]

Fine, fine~ you win. If everyone can actually escape, then that's what I'll do, but if not... well, he'll just force my hand, you know?

[As she says that last part, she summons the smallest of shadowy wisps to pat him on the shoulder, gently, before dissipating completely. She hopes it doesn't freak him out, because it's supposed to be both a gesture of comfort and proof that she can at the very least handle herself to an extent. It looks like she has at least a little more control over that part of her magic, too--enough to know that Lex isn't at risk if she uses it. She wouldn't risk it if it meant hurting him. Never him.]

But enough about that asshole! Come on, let's get you something to eat, okay~?

[And with that she turns around, once again leading him to the kitchen.]

Edited (mild wording tweak) 2015-08-08 22:59 (UTC)

[Yeah no that is not an answer he's satisfied with. Those shadowy tentacly things don't exactly soothe his nerves in regards to the matter, either. Sure, it's weird powerful magic, but their opponent would still be a dude with no regard for life. As for being tapped on the shoulder, he's not going to freak out about it but hot damn is that unsettling.

Let's just... focus on food. It's so much easier to focus on that.]

... Right. Yes. [He'll follow her to the kitchen, still in a bit of a stupor.]

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