confused (Ian)

[Arden Patricks]

"Big words have nothing to do with it," I argue, shaking my head. "You can argue intelligently and therefore you're smart. Try not to argue now though, 'cause I may very well throw something at you."

((You're very welcome. ;D And how might you be today. Rather late. is it not?))

[Ian Hunt]

"Opinions don't make intelligence either," I remark, then shake my head slightly, "I have no idea why I'm arguing the case that I am stupid."

[ooc-i'm alright. been hanging around with my group this evening. just got in. how are you?]

[Arden Patricks]

I laugh slightly. "That's a very good question.... And no, of course having opinions doesn't make you intelligent. Being able to support them and argue them properly does kind of indicate it though."

((Ah... mm... fun then. I'm fineish. *shrug* Nah, I'm good.))

[Ian Hunt]

"Damn, fine, you know what? You win. I'm not a complete idiot."

[ooc-meh, yeah, twas fun. we got a new kid joined. he's at the same stage as me, the start of the line but he's only 15. poor kid. glad you're good. ]

[Arden Patricks]

"That's all I can ask you to acknowledge," I say, tilting my head at him.

((Meh... not cool. Yeah, I'm good. Everyone else here is also good. Marcie is bloody angelic... it's creepy.))

[Ian Hunt]

"Yeah, well, now you've blown my stupid cover cos I can't be assed to argue," I laugh lightly.

[ooc- yeah well, good that you're good...and why is creepy marcie angelic?]

[Arden Patricks]

I look pointedly around the clearing and raise my eyebrows. "I'm so sorry that the trees are now aware you're not an idiot," I say dryly.

((... I don't know. Christmas spirit I guess. Hasn't thrown a tantrum in days.))

[Ian Hunt]

I laugh.

[ooc-wow. peace and quiet. and goodwill and stuff.]

[Arden Patricks]

I grin at him, shaking my head. "If you like I could spread it around school... put up posters...."

((Yeah. Craziness. Or maybe it was 'cause my dad was gone. But he's home now. Want an oatmeal cookie?))

[Ian Hunt]

"Pfft, no one would believe you," I grin.

[ooc-ah, okay. and yes please. jennie, i'm creeped out. i can hear someone moving on the lawn outside.]

[Arden Patricks]

"Is that a challenge?" I ask. "Because it does kind of sound like one."

((Huh. And clearly it's not you this time.... Is everyone accounted for over there?))

[Ian Hunt]

"Yeah, sure it's a challenge, go ahead."

[ooc-yeah. pip and claire are asleep in the corner. loki and mika are upstairs. darren's in his room. hamster's gone back to stay with miss hamster on the other side of london tonight. and me and matt are here. fuck.]

[Arden Patricks]

"Never mind," I shrug.

((Um... in that case call the cops? Or wake up Pip and hand her a shower curtain rod?))

[Ian Hunt]

"Okay then..."

[ooc-i think its just kids trying to key my car again. can't tell when i look out.]

[Arden Patricks]

I shrug. "Um..."

((Hm... cute. Eh, calling the cops on them might teach them a lesson. But how long they been out there now?))

[Ian Hunt]

"Yeah..." I agree awkwardly.

[ooc-don't wanna call the cops. don't think it's legal to have so many underage kids sleeping in the same house when only what, three of us are on record as living here? lol. bout half an hour. matt wants to get a plastic gun and pretend it's real to scare the shit out of them.]

[Arden Patricks]

"Hm..." I pause. "Um... not to be morbid or anything, but can I ask you something perhaps mildly awkward?"

((Ah... lol... perhaps not then. I kinda like MattyMatt's idea.))

[Ian Hunt]

"Uh, yeah, sure go ahead," I nod.

[ooc-lol, yeah me too, but it would be perhaps mildly cruel. or it could be like a human size badger out there or something.]

[Arden Patricks]

I hesitate. "No... never mind. Shouldn't bring it up."

((Huh... well, how often do they try to key your car if it's 'again'? Maybe not that cruel. And I hope it's not a human-sized badger because then it might eat you and also be radioactive.))

[Ian Hunt]

"No," I nod, "Go on. Ask."

[ooc-pfft, i never drive my car. it breaks down before it gets to the end of the road so i don't really care that much. and we're at war anyway so i'll get them back tenfold tomorrow. ah yeah, not wanting it to be a badger then.]

[Arden Patricks]

I hesitate again, then shrug. Been wanting to say it to someone; might as well now you've got him intrigued or whatever.
"Have you ever gotten to that point where... everything you see looks like a weapon, and you feel like you're being chased but you don't know if the thing chasing you is trying to make you use those weapons or trying to make you not, because you don't know which one scares you more?" I ask, almost in one breath, but thoughtfully enough that it's clear I'm not talking present tense.

((Ah... lovely car there. Lol. Have fun with the getting back... still assuming it's them, of course. And it's a badger I'll chase it away with flaming marshmallow cabbages.))

[Ian Hunt]

I shake my head, "Sorry, I don't think I have. Gotten to the point where everything I see is a weapon just itching to be used, but the rest of it...not really."
I pause, wandering whether to say it or not, whether this and Fitzy coming to see me is in anyway related and deciding chances of that are high but decide against actually saying it out loud.
"So I don't really know what to say to that Arden."

[ooc-lol, yeah, my car's name is vur horston. meh i'll get em back anyway just cos i can. thank you jennie. ]

[Arden Patricks]

I shrug. "That's all right. Just something I had to get out of my system, I guess. It's not a pleasant feeling."

((Your car has a name? Does it mean anything? Lol... well, have fun with that then. And you are very welcome. Always happy to help with any mutant badgers.))

[Ian Hunt]

"No," I frown slightly, "I guess it isn't."
I pause, then start to speak, then stop again, before finally deciding to say, "Your brother turned up at my house the other day."

[ooc-lol, it does have a name. in english when we were 11 our class read a vampire book and a vampire in it was called vur horston and me and mika thought it was funny so we decided to name my car that like 7 years later. lol. i shall and thank you. *salutes*]

[Arden Patricks]

"Fitzy?" I give a disbelieving sort of laugh. "That's... odd. Why would he seek you out? He hates people."

((Ah... coolness. You have a vampire car.... Good luck and you're welcome. *salutes back* Still hearing things out there or has it stopped?))

[Ian Hunt]

"He was looking for Logan and assumed I'd know where he was," I say, hesitating then adding, "He said you're in trouble."

[ooc-lol, i know! still hearing a bit of shuffling. not as often though.]

[Arden Patricks]

"Not so far as I know," I say slowly, frowning. "But Fitzy's suicidal or crazy if he's gone looking for Logan." I'm feeling strangely on edge now and unconsciously reach for my wand, then stop when I realize that that's just being paranoid.

((Just as long as it's not radioactive or hungry. Hm. And you'd think they'd be gone by now....))

[Ian Hunt]

"He seemed pretty sure that you were," I say, feeling slightly guilty for putting her on edge, "And I don't think he's that insane. Going to Logan and saying you're in trouble will definitely buy him limited immunity until Logan knows all he needs to."

[ooc-yeah, went out this morning and nothing different, car's fine (as fine as it ever is), no damage to the house or garage or anything. weird.]

[Arden Patricks]

"True, I suppose," I nod, frowning a bit. "Fitzy's a bit of a drama queen though, so he wouldn't actually go to Logan unless he was really sure it was necessary...." I shake my head. "No, this is ridiculous, probably just some joke," I say, not really convinced of that myself.

((Huh... yeah, very strange. Shared hallucination on the part of you and Matt?))

[Ian Hunt]

"Yeah, probably," I lie, "Just in case it's not though, be careful."

[ooc-possibly but that's weird and will you please tell your sister i am not a pervert and she has no reason to feel violated? thank you.]