May. 9th, 2016
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i_am_your_hostOne evening, when the Master of Ceremonies comes downstairs, he sees his door.
It's a very sudden appearance, as sudden appearances go. So sudden that it almost knocks the wind out of him.
He darts across the room and grabs the handle. It's here. It's really here, in his hand. He turns it, and opens the door a tiny, tiny crack.
And through this tiny, tiny crack comes the sounds of laughter, brassy music, the clinking of glasses, and boisterous chatter in a handful of different languages. In other words, the sounds of home.
Emcee shuts the door. Slowly, carefully, he releases the handle, begging it to not disappear when he lets go. It doesn't.
He then runs back upstairs to his room to change clothes and to gather his things. He has to leave. He can't be stuck here any longer. He has to leave now.
Once downstairs again, he tosses his coat on the back of a chair, and onto a table he dumps a silver sequined top hat, a silver satin bow tie, and various cosmetics. Using a little mirror, he proceeds to quickly do his makeup. He has to look exactly like he did when he came in on New Year's Eve.
He's going home.
Catch him before he's gone.
***
When all is said and done, Emcee leaves a small note with Bar, instructing her to give it to Eric Northman only if he orders a TruBlood:
I have gone home. Sorry you had to order at the bar.
I will be back.
-MC
Then, with top hat and bow tie on, he opens the door and returns to Berlin.
It's a very sudden appearance, as sudden appearances go. So sudden that it almost knocks the wind out of him.
He darts across the room and grabs the handle. It's here. It's really here, in his hand. He turns it, and opens the door a tiny, tiny crack.
And through this tiny, tiny crack comes the sounds of laughter, brassy music, the clinking of glasses, and boisterous chatter in a handful of different languages. In other words, the sounds of home.
Emcee shuts the door. Slowly, carefully, he releases the handle, begging it to not disappear when he lets go. It doesn't.
He then runs back upstairs to his room to change clothes and to gather his things. He has to leave. He can't be stuck here any longer. He has to leave now.
Once downstairs again, he tosses his coat on the back of a chair, and onto a table he dumps a silver sequined top hat, a silver satin bow tie, and various cosmetics. Using a little mirror, he proceeds to quickly do his makeup. He has to look exactly like he did when he came in on New Year's Eve.
He's going home.
Catch him before he's gone.
***
When all is said and done, Emcee leaves a small note with Bar, instructing her to give it to Eric Northman only if he orders a TruBlood:
I have gone home. Sorry you had to order at the bar.
I will be back.
-MC
Then, with top hat and bow tie on, he opens the door and returns to Berlin.
not_the_secondAfter the rather dramatic failure of his and Combeferre's spell, Mr Segundus found himself thinking he had stayed away from England all too long. True, matters there were so unsettled, and he could not claim to relish a return to the uncertainty and-- yes, it must be said, disappointment-- he had left behind him-- but nor did he feel it right to seek to avoid his troubles. And so he went.
But now Mr Segundus is returned again, feeling no more settled about his position in the world, but at least more settled in his conscience.
And now, also settled in before a heaping bowl of stew (which, it must be said, he looks rather like he could use-- and a few more meals of equal size besides), and an equally heaping stack of books. But he has, as ever, a polite and approachable air.
But now Mr Segundus is returned again, feeling no more settled about his position in the world, but at least more settled in his conscience.
And now, also settled in before a heaping bowl of stew (which, it must be said, he looks rather like he could use-- and a few more meals of equal size besides), and an equally heaping stack of books. But he has, as ever, a polite and approachable air.
