Lacey goes over to Koln and crouches down next to him and puts her arm around him "I know it can be tough but we're Malkavian, we get to have the most fun!"
Emerson looks over at the two of them in the corner "Malkavian? Never heard of that one....is there....something wrong with you two?"
Koln looks out of the corner of his eye, shooting Lacey an icey glare, and he whispers back to her in a very threatening voice, quite unlike his normal tone, "I concur... the most fun... don't ever touch me again."
He stands, smiling at Emerson from under the brim of his hat, "No... I am just fine. Thank you"
His hand moves into his coat, finding the firegun in its holster.
What goes on in Koln's head at the moment:
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"Are we there yet, my friends are in danger! God only knows what he will possess me to do this time! Please we need to row faster!"
Koln desperately implores the ghastly rowman at the end of their boat. The old man is dressed in a torn black robe, and his chest has multiple holes, blood constantly dribbling out of each one. How Koln got where he is now, he could not tell you, but Koln's mind is now in parts unknown, in a boat with a ghastly pale old man in an ocean whose murky thick 'water' matches the dreary color of the darkening flat grey sky overhead.
The old man in the tattered hat just looks back blankly at Koln, opening his mouth and a radio broadcast, full of static, plays canned laughter.
Koln holds up his hand and the old man closes his mouth.
"At the tone, the time will be three o'clock... Ding."
"You can stop the nonsense, I know who you are." Koln puts down his hand and crosses his arms, annoyed at the old man's facade. Upon hearing this, the old man's expression brightens, wounds stop bleeding (but don't close,) and the sky brightens to a dark shade of white. The color returns to the old man's skin, making him actually appear as a real person, instead of the ghoul, and he finds his voice, "Y..you do?"
Koln nods, happy with himself for figuring it out, "Yeah, I can tell by your eyes. You're that old priest I met when I was a kid, the nice one that gave me this hat.
The old man smiles happily, and begins to speak but is soon interrupted by a skeletal hand rising from the still water and grabbing the side of the boat. Soon more hands come up, an entire chorus of them, some with flesh hanging off, others covered in blood. Koln immediately grabs his oar, preparing to use it as a weapon to fend off the undead spirits under their boat but is stopped by the old man, "No... I know what you're thinking. The supposed curse. They cannot hurt you. Stop worrying about capsizing, all threats, whether 'real' or 'unreal' draw much of their existence from what goes on in your head. Take your head back, by realizing your brain is the only thing in it." Sensing that Koln is about to raise his voice in a flurry of questions, the old man sighs, "Must I do everything myself?! Heh, you know I'm always happy to pull you out of your nightmares..." With that he grabs both sides of the boat and with a grunt he forces it to completely capsize.
Koln braces himself to be dumped out of the boat and become submerged.... and waits... waits.. and opens his eyes, to find himself still in the boat with the old priest, floating on the still water.
"This is your stop... " The elderly priest mutters as they finally come to an empty beach, stopping the boat on the shore. Koln steps out of the boat, smiling at the old man, "Thank you again, Father... er Father...? You're a man of the cloth obviously.. and we have met, but your name escapes me. What's your name, Father....?" [/sblock]
"You're not wrong..." Koln mutters in his normal voice. He looks around, seems surprised at where he is. "Uh.. oh, hello Ruby! And Clover's here! Hello Socrates! Lacey too! Did you return those pants to that old man?" He looks around and soon receives his answer. "Ah, well done... and you..." Koln grins, thinking he's figured something out, as he approaches Emerson, "Must be Emerson, am I right? Well, Mr. Emerson, explain to me one thing.... where the hell am I right now?"
