[ It's not too long ago that Jeff would've refused. He would've balked at the idea of killing Fenix-- killing anyone-- and tried to talk Aelwyn out of it. Just leave him alone; he's not really hurting anyone, and besides, we have more in common with them than with the ADI, right?
He certainly never considered Fenix Down a friend or anything, but the man-- avatar, whatever-- kind of helped him, in a way. He'd given him some direction, was the first to point out which Entity had been whispering in his head, coiling up in the space where Ziggy had once been.
Jeff still has his business card, tucked away in his wallet. Something to save for a rainy day.
When Aelwyn floats her proposal, he doesn't balk. He doesn't gleefully jump at the opportunity, either. Jeff just takes a moment to consider. Could he lure Down out? Would the ringmaster be vulnerable to his particular brand of magic? There's so much he still doesn't know about what he is, and maybe Down could teach him.
...like Katie Dunn could have taught him, right?
The thought's a lot less appealing now than it had been before his change. He'd always been searching, lost and longing for some kindred connections, desperate to find it in others touched by the Fears. And now? He sees them for what they are. Playthings for Entities that have nothing to offer him.
He doesn't need Fenix Down's guidance anymore than he needed Katie Dunn's. Fuck 'em both. He'll teach himself, learn and experiment and prod at the boundaries of his abilities, like he always had back home. ]
I should pay him a visit. We've got a lot of catching up to do.
[ But. ]
If I do this, I want something in return.
[ And judging by the tone of his voice, he doesn't mean some vague promise of something. Jeff already knows what he wants. ]
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[ It's not too long ago that Jeff would've refused. He would've balked at the idea of killing Fenix-- killing anyone-- and tried to talk Aelwyn out of it. Just leave him alone; he's not really hurting anyone, and besides, we have more in common with them than with the ADI, right?
He certainly never considered Fenix Down a friend or anything, but the man-- avatar, whatever-- kind of helped him, in a way. He'd given him some direction, was the first to point out which Entity had been whispering in his head, coiling up in the space where Ziggy had once been.
Jeff still has his business card, tucked away in his wallet. Something to save for a rainy day.
When Aelwyn floats her proposal, he doesn't balk. He doesn't gleefully jump at the opportunity, either. Jeff just takes a moment to consider. Could he lure Down out? Would the ringmaster be vulnerable to his particular brand of magic? There's so much he still doesn't know about what he is, and maybe Down could teach him.
...like Katie Dunn could have taught him, right?
The thought's a lot less appealing now than it had been before his change. He'd always been searching, lost and longing for some kindred connections, desperate to find it in others touched by the Fears. And now? He sees them for what they are. Playthings for Entities that have nothing to offer him.
He doesn't need Fenix Down's guidance anymore than he needed Katie Dunn's. Fuck 'em both. He'll teach himself, learn and experiment and prod at the boundaries of his abilities, like he always had back home. ]
I should pay him a visit. We've got a lot of catching up to do.
[ But. ]
If I do this, I want something in return.
[ And judging by the tone of his voice, he doesn't mean some vague promise of something. Jeff already knows what he wants. ]