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[cook_the_rude]

A young(ish) man who knows himself to be a certain Jacob Stolze from Copenhagen, ca. 2000 AD, is sitting at a table by the window, drawing arches on a large drawing board.

Even though he is stuck here, even though he may never get home, even though he may not even be real, Jacob has had an idea for his big current project, the mosque, and inspiration wants out.

Botherable.


[[OOC: Due to the IMDb flu, Hannibal Lecter still thinks he's Jacob from the Danish rom-com 'En Kort En Lang' -- and will act accordingly. He may or may not remember everything later.]]

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[guppy_sandhu]

"Where were you on Friday night?" Guppy asks the man, wielding a banana like a weapon.

[cook_the_rude]

Bzuh??

"When was Friday?" Jacob asks back.

[guppy_sandhu]

"It was last spotted between Thursday and Saturday." Guppy says.

[cook_the_rude]

"Was it in a suspicious situation?" Jacob asks, going along with hte young man.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yes, there was a crime, a very serious one."

Beat.

"I can't remember what it was."

[cook_the_rude]

"Somebody stole your time?" Jacob guesses.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yes! Where were you?" Guppy asks.

[cook_the_rude]

"Here!" Jacob says, still grinning.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Aha! You're under arrest." Guppy says, grabbing at the man's hands.

Oh wait, he has no handcuffs. He had this problem with the other man he tried to nick.

[cook_the_rude]

"No, I'm under a rafter," Jacob says, pointing up while pulling away his hands.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy looks up.

Ugh, flu, dizzy. He falls over backwards on his bottom.

[cook_the_rude]

"Need a hand up?" Jacob offers.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yeah. Thanks." Guppy rubs his head.

[cook_the_rude]

"What was that about?" Jacob asks.

[guppy_sandhu]

"I don't know." Guppy says.

His hand is very hot, like the rest of him, and he's starting to look more peaky now the hallucination has worn off.

[cook_the_rude]

"You got the flu as well?" Jacob says.

[guppy_sandhu]

"I don't know. Did you have flu?"

[cook_the_rude]

"Yes," Jacob says. "It sucks."

[guppy_sandhu]

"...I think I have it." Guppy says.

He wipes the sweat off his forehead.

"I don't feel very well."

[cook_the_rude]

"I wish I could help you, but I'm not a doctor," Jacob says.

[guppy_sandhu]

"...gimme a minute."

Guppy gets up and makes a bolt for the bathroom.

[cook_the_rude]

Worried, Jacob watches him go.