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'm amused you think that you have an option.

[Shoves Clive down onto the floor, making sure to hold his legs down with his own to prevent struggling.]

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[notsolegal]

[Clive hisses and kicks out at Monocle, hard.]

Get off of me!

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[EXCUSE ME WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE]

Clive!

[hey monocle hey hey it's another girl who's taller than you]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[He's annoyed enough that the women are taller than him, but interrupting his alone time with Clive? This is becoming unthinkable.]

Madam, do you mind?

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[Excuse me asshole who said you could have 'alone time' with my son.]

That's my son!

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

It... is?

But I was led to believe that Clive's mother had passed away.

[Apparently talking with his mother isn't enough to prompt Monocle to get off Clive.]

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Yes, well.

Are you planning to move, or do I have to move you?

[Clive is pretty much just like MUUUUUM STOP EMBARRASSING MEEEEEE also save me ;A;]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Leans on Clive.]

I'd like to see you try, my lady.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[What you're going to see is a boot to the face, Monocle. Maria you fail at being ladylike.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Asdfghjkl GEEZ WOMAN! The kick manages to dislodge the wild Monocle, he backs off, growling at her.]

I can see where Clive gets his nature from...!

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[Clive scrambles behind her, and Maria plants her feet squarely on the floor.]

You were the one trying to violate my son!

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Gets to his feet.]

It's a mere distraction for him compared with what he undoubtedly faced in prison.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

What part of my being his mother are you struggling with? I'm going to protect him from you, the fact that he might have been through worse is irrelevant!

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Very well. But it will be rather unpleasant for the boy to need to be waited on by his mother every day, don't you think?

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

The only thing that would make that a requirement is if you plan to continue attempting this.

Is that the case?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Of course not, it would be rude to force onto Clive what he doesn't want.

[While you're standing here, anyway.]

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

...

Has nobody ever taught you that mothers are good at catching lies?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it's better to lie in order to save face with people who just can't handle the truth.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

I'm perfectly capable of 'handling the truth', sir.

However, I will stop you.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

You can only stop me if I act on it.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Well, so long as you don't act on it then you can go about things as usual.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

But of course. I hope you have a pleasant day, madam.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

I'd say the same to you, but I'd be lying.

And that appears to be rather more your forte than mine.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

It is no lie to wish a pleasant day on your enemies, just a simple statement of desire.