she beckons me shall i give in

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Characters: Emil {pactum} and Dr. Jonathan Batshit {handfulofstraw}
Location: The Plane.
Time: ... Now? :D
Summary: Emil finally seeks the answers to who and what he is.
Warnings: LANGUAGE. Also spoilers. Will update as needed.


Emil waited until Marta was asleep in their camp to disappear to the Plane. He was tired, but his sleepiness had to wait. It wasn't as if he could rest anyway, not with Crane's words reverberating around his head. "Come see me when you're ready." It'd been a few weeks, he was sure, and only now did Emil find the time or the courage to go and see him.

He wanted to do it alone.

With a silent apology to Marta, he appeared on the Plane and made his way straight to the library. It was where he'd found Crane before... And that odd notebook he had written notes in-- those were concerning the books here, too. He also felt a strange sense of familiarity with books that only made him more uneasy, but he put that aside for now. The answer to that... probably entwined with everything else.

"Mr. Crane?"

Emil fidgeted with his armbands, then took a deep breath and put on a brave face. There was no going back. He was doing this not just for Marta, but for his other friends as well. He had to know the root of his fear... and the holes of his memory.

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"Safe..." Not a word he really associated with his other personality. "But all I want to do is fight when I'm like that." How could he ensure Crane's safety? It seemed very risky, and that was even without the possible third personality involved.

It made his head hurt.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

"You aren't completely able to control it. I assure you, enough years at Arkham Asylum will teach any psychiatrist how to protect himself. That is one fear you needn't concern yourself with."

He would rather not bring out Emil's inhibitions on violence. It could only be counter-productive. "Would you be ready for that today, or should we try again at a later date?"

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Emil took in a deep breath, then let it out. "A... alright." He wondered vaguely what sort of people Crane usually dealt with. The question that followed made him pause. "We can do it tonight, but I... have something to take care of." He wasn't sure why, but he had a feeling that something big was going to happen. He wanted to leave something for Marta in case he didn't return for a long while.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

"Hm..." Well, the attachment could do no harm, and he'd rather have his eyesight if he were to unleash that second personality onto the world. Dr Crane set his book on the arm of the chair. "Will you meet me in the ballroom, then? I suspect my blindness will have faded again by then. It comes and goes."

(Scarecrow had always found something incredibly satisfying in dishonesty that always tells the truth. It was so much more challenging than simple lies.)