Anyone reading this thread is welcome to join and embrace the weird. "That would be splendid. I should really take more time to talk to the living." Sometimes it was hard to tell if he was joking or not.
Taking his plate and tea cup with him, Nero's blue framed shadow shrunk as he left the dais to join Jane for a seat. Letting out a relaxed sigh, the doctor's shoulders drooped slightly, a rare glimpse that there was a man under all the mystery. "What is on your mind? First, know that our friends may be listening." Nero motioned a gloved hand towards the veil atop the dais. "And our fellow employees." His hand drifted to David and his notebook on the other side of the room, framing the man in his hand, as if he could squish him. A paranoid, perhaps even egotistical, part of him assumed that the man was taking notes on him, and what he did in the Death Chamber. Always someone keeping track of the "mad" doctor and his eccentricities.
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