I wasn't really going to be starting this off with anyone but a Clive, realistically.

[notsolegal]

[Clive has been in prison for nearly six months now, and six months is more than long enough to know a place that you've spent the entirety of that time in. More than long enough for him to realise immediately that this is not his cell. There's nowhere this spacious in the entire prison, for that matter; even the exercise yard is smaller than this, and not nearly as fancy-looking. If he had to hazard a guess, he thinks it mostly looks like some sort of hotel lobby, although there's no check-in in sight. Or any other people, for that matter.

The fact he can't even work out where he is probably doesn't bode well for finding out how he's gotten here in the first place, but he supposes that the first order of business is at the very least trying to find someone else in this place who might be able to answer his questions.]

Hello? Is anyone there?

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[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

I see you've arrived in my dwelling.

[A man was walking towards him. He looked so much like Hershel Layton but was very definitely... not so. For starters the real Layton would never dress in such an over-the-top grand manner, nor would he wear a monocle. This man regarded Clive with a smirk.]

Your name is Clive Dove, correct?

Forward-dated to after meeting Maria, this one deserves a chance at least. XD

[notsolegal]

[He... does not trust this guy, Layton-like or not.]

Lll... Lackett. Not Dove.

[U-using his birth name feels a little bit safer, because hopefully that way he'll be associated with Maria.]

Re: Forward-dated to after meeting Maria, this one deserves a chance at least. XD

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

...Lackett? Well, that is rather unexpected.

[It appears from Monocle's momentarily confused expression that he is not familiar with Maria, but he soon masks it with the return of his gentle smile.]

Regardless of your title, it is very nice to meet you.

[He bows low then returns to his full height, towering over Clive juuuust a little.]

[notsolegal]

Y-yes...

[Monocle this is why you need to remember your top hat, otherwise everyone will know you're a midget like Clive.]

And you're...?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

I am Hershel Layton, of course. Have you not heard of me before?

[The smile is kept in-tact, but on the inside he is very much frowning.]

[notsolegal]

Ehh?

...forgive me, but you're certainly not Layton as I remember him.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

How do you remember him, then?

[Is mildly interested.]

[notsolegal]

You... certainly don't seem gentlemanly, and that is the professor's most important feature.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Not gentlemanly?

[There's very definitely frowning going on now.]

I can assure you that I am the most charming gentleman in all of London, Mr. Lackett.

[notsolegal]

A true gentleman wouldn't dress so...

...tackily.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

It is clear that you're not a gentleman to be so insulting.

[He steps towards Clive suddenly.]

[notsolegal]

I never claimed to be one, you know.

And being a gentleman is not a requirement to recognising one.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

You are quite the mouthy little man, aren't you?

[Backs Clive up against the nearest wall.]

[notsolegal]

Little? Professor, you have an inch and a half on me, at best.

[Monocle do you really think that is intimidating I have been in prison for six months.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Takes a hold of his face.]

Then perhaps I should increase the distance between us, child.

[notsolegal]

Oh? What are you going to do, stand on a box?

[He's going to be gripping your hand in return, Monocle.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

My... you do have more spirit than the Clive of my world did.

[He places a hand on Clive's shoulder, forcing him to his knees.]

...But you shall be treated to the same fate as him.

[notsolegal]

Ah?

If prison has taught me one thing, professor, it has taught me to bite. Take that as a warning, if you're intending what I believe.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Prison? Not solitary? No wonder you have more fight to you.

[He strokes Clive's cheek, almost fondly.]

[notsolegal]

Yes, prison.

[At which point he turns his head to bite down on Monocle's fingers - he did warn him.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[He hisses slightly, pity for Clive it's a hiss of pleasure.]

And this was how you kept yourself from being violated?

[notsolegal]

[He spits the fingers out, pulling back and pulling to his feet.]

If you're one of those types then I suppose I'll have to take a different approach.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

And what approach would that be, Mr. Lackett?

[He's still close, not willing to give Clive an inch.]

[notsolegal]

[Y-you might want to reconsider that, Monocle. Or, you know, you could just let the knee heading for your crotch reconsider it for you.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Places a hand on Clive's leg.]

I would not do that, if I were you.