Because ahaha why the heck not.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{Suddenly, Clive! This is essentially what has just happened, as one second he was being led away from the wreckage of his machine by Inspector Chelmly, and now he's in a rather fancy looking lobby. What the heck.

He takes a few cautious steps, weary of his pounding head, and looks about.}

... Hello? Is there anyone here?

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[notsolegal]

I told you that already, double. Do try to pay attention.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I just... this is all... quite a lot to take in.

[notsolegal]

Well, try to keep up.

[His expression softens a little, though.]

But yes, Mother's here. This place... it has its perks.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{He wants to ask to see her. But at the same time he doesn't want her to see what he's become.}

Is she... okay?

[notsolegal]

...yeah.

...she... she knows. About the explosion, and... well, everything.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{...Well then.}

And... how does she feel about all of it?

[notsolegal]

She's... been quiet about it. She just changes the subject when I try to bring it up. I... guess she's still trying to get her head around it, and I can hardly blame her for that.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I... see. {He himself is still kinda trying to as well. He stays quiet.}

[notsolegal]

I'm... not sure what she'd make of there being two of us.

[He tries for a light-hearted smile, but... fff not really happening.]

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

She might think she should talk to Father. {This is his terrible attempt at a joke. Too bad he's not really laughing.}

[notsolegal]

He... hasn't turned up.

I guess he still could, though...

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

If it's possible for there to be two Clive Doves at the same time, then surely Father could come here.

[notsolegal]

I guess...

That's... another thing that Mother won't talk about, though.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I see... {He's just gonna sit here quietly.}

[notsolegal]

I asked her if she thought he'd turn up, see... she just got all quiet and then said that perhaps it's for the best that he isn't here.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

That's odd...
I don't remember the two having any problems... {And he feels stupid for even insinuating such a thing.}

[notsolegal]

S-same.

[Clive you are unconvincing. Especially to yourself, really.]

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Clive... {He feels odd adressing himself.}
Do you... know something I don't?

[notsolegal]

[Ghhh.]

...it's... not that I know anything for certain. I mean... I don't remember them having problems, but-- ...well, I barely remember them. I don't really remember all that much from before the explosion, and with the way that Mother reacted when I asked about Father...

I don't know. I just... I think perhaps that not remembering it doesn't mean that there weren't problems.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{He goes silent again. It's true, he'd been very small still when they had died, but he still remembered things. Their faces, the way they had spoken to him... but at the same time, there were large gaps in his memories. He couldn't be expected to remember everything, after all.}

I... I don't know what to think.

[notsolegal]

I guess that... it'd make sense for them to try to hide it if there were problems, too.

...but... it's not like we'd get a straight answer from Mother...

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

...I suppose... it doesn't matter. {They were adults, right? They could handle it, right?}

[notsolegal]

Yeah...

And it's irrelevant while he isn't here anyway, really.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

{Nodnod.}

...What now? {He's completely at a loss as to where to go from here.}

[notsolegal]

Ahh...

Well, you probably ought to pick a room. Most of them are empty... if you want a room near Mother and myself, though, I could show you where we're staying?