[Accidental Video] Backdated to Midmorning

[ocd_reaper]

[Kid stayed up until the wee hours of the morning straightening picture frames.]

[All of them.]

[In all the public places of the mansion.]

[Fortunately, the image of him is just him being groggy but fully dressed instead of partially dressed.]

[Also, he's glaring at a flower-like chalk drawing on the floor.]

Honestly. Has she no respect for people's privacy?

[He goes to get a bucket and scrub brush. As soon as he leans in, brush at the ready, the chalk drawing glows and suddenly there are flowers all over his floor.]

Okay! I get it! I'll try not to wash them off anymore!

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[ocd_reaper]

Yeah, I will. From now on I'm going to try and send out a message first to make sure. [He shudders.] I'm lucky I didn't trip anything truly bad. Magic in my world is much more structured. If you don't unmake an array just so, you can spring any number of booby traps.

I just can't always stop myself when something doesn't look right...

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Count yourself lucky. Magic on my world doesn't get just drawings or have structure. It's mostly just flat out wrong or disgusting. [He even pulls a face. Because really: Dead rabbits hung from ceilings, child's bones, cats bones, if it's disgusting, he's probably had to deal with it at some point as an ingredient in a hex.]

[...and oh really?] Bit of a perfectionist? [Could be fun to mess with as he's completely unaware just how bad you can get.]

Clearly, I must do a log with a Really Bad OCD Day

[ocd_reaper]

Let me guess: Sacrifices of the most morbid kind strung out in heinous patterns. Some of the more...I suppose the word is "feral"...witches where I'm from use that style.

Well, yes. Everything needs to be absolutely perfect.

Clearly you must XD

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Magic done with blood: Twice the ick factor, twice the potency

...really? Why?

1/2 LOL. "Gonna make fun? WELL, FEEL BAD ABOUT YOURSELF FOR DOING IT."

[ocd_reaper]

[His lip curls in disgust.] Absolutely revolting.

[ocd_reaper]

It just...does. [Starting to sweat.]

I have to make things perfect, balanced, ordered.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Believe me: right there with you buddy.

..have to or want to? big difference there. [and therapy lies at the end of one of them]

[ocd_reaper]

Have to.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

O-kay. ...maybe... you should talk to someone about that...

[ocd_reaper]

Who? My father isn't here.

[And, clearly, that's the only person he should talk to because it's reaper nature to make things orderly.]

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

...Wasn't who I was thinking of.

[a long pause. well, they didn't have one here. so:] Never mind. Just forget I said anything, dude.

[ocd_reaper]

...All right...?

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[Just chuckling]

So apart from quite clearly making friends, How are you doing here so far?

[ocd_reaper]

I could be worse, I suppose. I'm not overly fond of this place nor have I gotten along with everyone, but--then again--I don't expect the latter.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Ain't that the truth. [Dryly. He's got Becky her which is just... no. and he's already made two "friends" in that he kind of wants to punch both daemon and Gokudera in the face.

Actually, not kind of.

He does.

But anyway, he chuckles.] Mind you, you'll probably find crap easier if you stop upsetting the kids. [SHMIRK.]

[ocd_reaper]

I wasn't doing it on purpose. [Frowny face.]