Eleven | a monster without a name

[strike_you_out]

[Phone | unfiltered]

Mr. Liebert, you have a book for me?


[Action |  726 Anderson Lane.  After the call has been made, Slugger awaits the arrival of his schoolteacher, much to the soon-to-be-dismay of Edward.

[Also action |  That evening, there comes a knock on the door at 1451 Mitchell Road. If no one should answer, Slugger will do the honorable thing and invite himself in by stepping right through the front door.]

Comments

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Yes. I'll bring it over.

[And he'll be there in a few moments.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[That Johan does not ask for an address doesn't come as much of a surprise. Slugger will be waiting inside for the man to arrive.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Knocks on the door.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[The door opens and Slugger quietly steps to the side. A nod of greeting is given but nothing is said.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Walks in with a nod. He's carrying a book.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward crosses in from the living room.]

Slugger, who's that at the do---

[And he cuts off immediately as soon as he sees Johan. Standing there with his not!son. Oh dear god, why.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Closing the door, he turns to spot the horror in Edward's eyes and answers with an eerie look of amusement.]

My teacher.

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Have an amused smile.]

Hello Edward.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

((Do you mind? Feel free to carry on thread order without me. Susan will be scarce.))

Who is it . . . ? Mr. Liebert, isn't it?

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

((Not at all!))

[Edward starts a little bit at Susan's sudden appearance, looking from her to Johan, and from him to Slugger. So he's Slugger's teacher?! How well do the two know each other? ...how much has Johan told Slugger?! And how much has Slugger told him?! In any case, he's going to try his best not to make Susan suspicious, so Edward puts on his best shit-eating grin and chuckles a bit awkwardly.]

Yes! Yes, Mister Liebert! Hopefully Slugger hasn't been causing you too much trouble.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

. . .

[Susan doesn't need to be exceptionally perceptive to recognize that there's something wrong about this situation. She is, either way. Edward, for one, had a terrible poker face, and it was quite obvious that his cheerfulness was extremely forced.]

If you needed to speak with Slugger, you're welcome to speak in the den. Please sit.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Whether or not he knows secrets on both sides, not a word is spilled. Slugger continues to regard his "father" with the same amused look that seems to imply he knows just how awkward this must be for you, Eddie.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[He nods with a smile]

Thank you. I was just bringing over a book from home he expressed interest in.

[He nods to Slugger.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Opens the door and looks out.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[More than likely, she'll come face to face with Slugger, who was about ready to poke his head through the door to peer inside. He backs up with just a trace of a start and regards Ai's face for a moment.]

...

You don't look droned.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Looking at him.]

I'm not.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Slugger decides this is a good thing. In fact, it comes as a relief and he calmly watches her from the doorstep.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Do you want something.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head. Really, he just wanted to see how she was after... everything.]

Still angry?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[....she nods]

Yes

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Does anything make it go away?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She looks thoughtful. Her relationship with anger is a hard one after all. However she finally speaks]


.....Time.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Slugger doesn't like this answer, but so often the correct answer is the one that's least favorable. After a moment's thought, he looks up at her again with a subtle bow of his head.]

That's all I wanted to know.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Touching the bill of his cap, he turns to go.]

Ja mata ne.