02--[In Person? Hope this is right.]

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[Zarbon's been flying around Paris, checking things out. Having very little interest in Earth culture or customs, he hasn't been spending much time taking in the scenery and instead opting to try and find a way out. However, for some inexplicable reason, he's still in the damn city and unable to leave.

This hasn't escaped his notice.

So right now he's landed on the edge of a bridge overlooking the Seine and is not looking particularly amused by the situation. Open to whoever wants to pester him.]

Comments

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[He wrings out his tie and shakes his head.]

Nope. Why? Ya think yer dead?

[He called it as he saw it and sometimes that can be a little irritating but there's a reason for the bluntness.]

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[No admissions on this end.]

I was wondering how it is this "Author" gained control of us.

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

Still figurin' that one out.

[He finishes up at least getting the worse of the water out and nods.]

Someone said tha' there's a story that's bein' written and this Author dragged us in from different points in our lives t' finish up th' chapters. I hate bein' used like that.

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

To finish up the...chapters? But what is the story itself?

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

A bunch'a people thrown into a manor an' forced t' live with each other.

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

Well, I refuse.

And I'd like to see anyone try and make me.

[Living in the same house as these people? No, thank you!]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[John only shrugs. He's not saying one way or the other what anyone can or can't do.]

When you find another place, let me know so I can get out an' find one myself.

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

Oh, that won't be a problem. I already have a solution worked out.

[Have a laugh and a flip of his braid over a shoulder.]

It's just a matter of time.

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[John's internally laughing at this point which manifests into a reassuring nod.]

Good. Sounds like you got it all figured out.

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[Zarbon smirks and doesn't say anything else. Instead, he turns his gaze skyward and shoots off towards the sky.]

[hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com]

[And that was John's cue to head back to the hotel to change his clothes.]