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Victor smiled in Henry's direction when the older man said that he had made another good statement, I humbly thank you, he replied. ?He nodded to the statement about Cornelius, and chuckled when Rena stated that he was old, indeed, he answered, not wishing to get into any deeper discussion as he was starting to feel the weight of the day combined with the drink, pressing upon him. ?He did add that¡ Age is a rlative thing though, merely a number defining The amount of? ones years upon the earth. ?He gave and approving smile when Leti agreed to keep the coins for herself, and your smile broadened?? when she said she would use them to buy a dress for the party; a most splendid and excellent idea, my good lady, he told her. ?When it was suggested that the hour was late, and that they should probably all go home, Victor nodded, another most excellent idea about which I shall philosophize later¡ At home. ?He added a?chuckle to his words, this being his brand of a joke, and with considerable effort, managed to stand, finding to his embarrassment, that he had to hold to his chair for a few moments to steady himself. ?Being only an occasional drinker, and even that in moderation, he had somewhat overstepped his bounds with tonight's indulgence of alcohol. ?It would appear that I have lingered longer at the indulgence of drink this evening then is my normal custom, he stated to the others at the table. ?He was likely not intoxicated enough for a serious hangover, but he also likely would not be showing up at dawn for work at the lab The following morning.?
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"It's alright,"Leti told Dr. Henry with a smile.
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"As Victor said I can keep it for myself I think I shall. I'll just use it to get m-self a dress for the party. I want to look my best." ?
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"Well he's old." she said with a careless merry?laugh.
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"For now, though...it feels s though it is growing so very late...Do you not think we should go home now?"
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"That is another great statement," Henry Hyde?nodded in response to Victor's comment. He was happy with himself for not letting his head plop down?as it?almost did so of its own volition, before he registered the familiar motion as strangely increasing in speed. Steadily massaging his neck and the top of his head, Henry smiled and nodded again. "You ar every good at all of this...expression. It might not be only about the words, but also about your very, I suppose personality that infuses them..." Henry softly admitted, his mind wondering to his earlier conversation with Dr Reynolds which required him to?improve his own theories of personality and identity.
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Victor's browse came up with increased interest when Henry spoke of German philosophers muddying the waters; his first inclination was to become rather annoyed and ask the older man just exactly what he had against German philosophers. ?But Victor was more a man of logic and reason, rather than of impulsive anger and brute force; although considerably younger than Henry, he was quite well schooled in controlling his thoughts, impulses, and actions. ?He chose to merely give the older man a questioning look, while still listening to what he had to say. ?A small smile touched his lips, placating the mild annoyance that had arisen within him when Henry stated again that he was impressed with Victor for basically keeping his words few. ?He nodded to Henry's words about philosophy defending ideas and the like, there are those ideas that desperately seem to need such defense, and for those, words are often the best armor we have. ?But, there are those which can be expressed with equal force and candor with fewer words, thus the rule I usually strive ? to keep, that being¡ Fewer words often possess greater force. ?While I respect your view concerning yourself and philosophy, I am of the humble opinion, sir, that you could be far more of the professional in philosophy than you give yourself credit.
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"Not him,"Leti laughed a bit derisively when she spotted Victor's gaze on the old man whom Henry had become vexed with earlier.
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"The table behind him...The really emaciated looking blond man with?the spots on his face?what look like boils that burst..," she directed.
"Its what put me in mind of the plague I guess,"Leti said.
"He's with the pretty dark haired?young woman. He looks so thin is all and those clothes he's wearing look like somethin' from one of?them paintin's I've seen from the 1500s."
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Leti stared at the paper with the?coins Victor thrust into her hand,?then the blond man, then back at the paper, then to Henry with a pleading expression in her eyes. It was plain to her that Dr. Henry knew and understood far more of the rougher side of the streets in his way than Victor did.
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"Well...See his clothes?may be right?strange but they look velvet! Not like he's poor, just I was thinkin' sick...But he...well that may offend him...and if I know anything of men, he might get nasty and forgive me but we already just avoided that!"
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She threw Henry an expressive stressed look before returning her gaze to Victor, her lips finally twisting into a small crooked smile.
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"If you want me to give it to the old man, though...It'd be right funny."
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She blushed, suddenly shooting Henry a glare as if?to say he was somehow to blame for what she felt as a mean spirited thought on her part that was probably undeserved.
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Rena found it difficult to follow the conversation. She was?very drunk and it was becoming more frustrating besides, not to act on her physical needs. She and Jekyll were always so prone to doing what they wanted where they wanted, but it would not go over well here at all. Not in the least. Nonetheless it was still frustrating, perhaps even more so.
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"Yes, Greek Philosophy...the alchemy of it...Agrippa...They knew what they were talking about and more than most people ever understood," she said carefully.
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Leti threw her a curious look but made no comment. Rena was an educated lady, able to carry on a conversation of this sort with the 2 men and she herself, while smart, certainly didn't have any of the higher forms of education. A smart girl knew when to keep her mouth shut, though, so as not to appear less so which is just what she did.
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Meanwhile at their table, Oliver, seated with Nadia, studied the bar maid who had been studying him. Odd that...not that she was staring, for his gaunt appearance often drew looks, one reason he tended to stick to himself, but that he'd seen a wise flash of fear in her eyes that most people never seemed to discover within themselves?unless he decided to have them for dinner.
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"More friends than I know, well it sounds interesting although I guess...I wouldn't know," Henry quipped again, not truly bothered by his uninspired jokes. There was something to be said about drinking great amounts, at least surrounded by the right kind of company.
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"You are both right, it does sound lofty, and it does sound confusing, that is why so few people attempt to pierce the depth of the philosophical argument. For myself, I could never make it?professionally in the field. After all,?the arguments themselves are always indirectly inspired by practical considerations, which would be hard to guess from the purposefully obtuse language.?I think that it the true problem of philosophy, the Greeks themselves are very clear about what they are stating, the later philosophers, especially the?German romantics, starting with good old Kant, are muddling the waters.
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When I just look?into the essence of their argument, it is very simple, from Kant himself to the new guys, Fiche or Schelling or any other philosopher of the Aesthetics. I think the words around it, are meant to defend it from?any possible onslaught and are the ones that compound the matter. That is why I am so impressed with Victor here for stating his views so simply, especially for a German, no offense, surely. To my mind, life is often more simple than any observations?about its nature, that is another reason I only express my views when asked by a patient, as a doctor, or when experimenting with little known scientific principles In my laboratory,?Philosophy really should follow suit and be more simple in its presentation," Henry finally declared with an affirmative nod, accentuating his position. ?? |
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Victor also watched the poor fellow at the other table, beginning now to feel truly sorry for him. ?Now that he was not being foolish and trying to pick a fight, as he had done earlier, Victor could truly?? see that perhaps something was, indeed wrong with him physically. ?He chuckled when she said she knew nothing of philosophy and that it could be confusing, oh yes, philosophy can sound and be confusing at times, that much is certain. ?He then produced a small piece of paper from his pocket, and wrote something on it, then, turning his back to the table, he looked at Leti, as he discreetly placed two silver coins in the middle of the small piece of paper, then folded it; would you be so kind as to please take this note and these two coins to that fellows table? ?When the man opened the note, he would read: dear Sir, please take these two coins and buy yourself a few hot meals with them. It would be signed simply, a concerned person. ?Victor felt that it was all well and good to talk¡ Philosophy, but sometimes one was presented the opportunity for action, and he felt this was his¡ Opportunity. ?He did not necessarily wish for his two new friends to see what he was doing; if they did, that was fine, and he would not try to deny it or lie about it, but he was not doing it to impress anyone, or to be seen by anyone, he simply wanted to help what appeared to be a poor elderly gentleman to be able to eat at least for a few days. ?If Leti chose to do this, when she returned, he would then hand her¡ Two silver coins and murmur¡ Take those and do something nice for yourself, you certainly deserve it after all the kindness you've shown to the three of us this night. ?His own thoughts haunted him despite his good deed, as he reminded himself, had I only done even this much for Frank, I would not have to be so afraid to let anyone know my last name.
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Leti was staring at the blond man consideringly.
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"Well. I'd guess he was very ill and is recovering It's a good thing he did not indulge in drink, then but it's a pity he didn't want a bite to eat.
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"I know nothin' about philosophy except for the fact it sounds right confusin'," she murmured, eyes still on the gaunt man as she contributed what she knew to the conversation.
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"Well depending on the particular branch it can be rather thought provoking and mentally stimulating, I suppose," Rena chimed in, smiling at Henry, as he'd been the first to mention it in his reference to Victor.
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Victor's expression was a mixture of relief and puzzlement when Henry began giggling after stating that he had friends. ?His expression turned questioning, then he slightly glanced away when Rena cupped Henry's face in her hands. ?I am most glad to know it, he replied concerning that they were his friends, One can ask scarce more in life, ?than to have true and loyal friends, and for the chance to be such a friend in return. ?He could have easily added something about having one true love, but it was a mute point; he reasoned that likely noone wanted to hear his woes ?and he wasn't quite sure he was even in the mood to tell them, he noticed that yellow tinted skin of Rena's once more¡ he turned then to take a bite of his tart, having allowed it reasonable time to cool somewhat, as well as observing to make certain that the fast approaching storm¡ Was at least for now abated, and that he would be once more safe enjoying such a delicacy. He gave Henry a pleasant enough smile when the older man addressed him as¡ Dearest philosopher; I humbly thank you for your sentiment, he stated, although I would never make any such lofty claims for myself. ?He gave Leti A look of uncertainty when she asked him if he thought the old man was dying. I would not hazard such a claim one way or the other, it is not for me to say whether or not he is dying, four are we not all¡ Dying of something, from something, or because of something, even from the moment we are born? ? He shifted his look somewhat so as to include Henry and Rena, showing that they were also welcome in the conversation. ?I say this, not to be argumentative, he continued, merely ?as more food for thought, to complement hour¡ Thoughts of food; he added this as he turned back once more to enjoy his tart.???
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"I gathered that,Sir," Leti said when Henry described himself and his mood.
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Her lips twitched slightly at the corners, however, as for some reason in spite of the grim and even disturbing? words they were still somehow amusing. He could be amusing even when being vicious and it surprised her even more that she was able to see this and be more intrigued than bothered.
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Rena smiled softly when Henry gave the odd laugh when speaking of his friends. Raising her small?hands she lightly cupped his face in her palms. The wide structure of his face was different but the skin still smoothly shaven and t he expression much the same.
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"You have more friends than you know who except you just as you are and take your work seriously. Friends among whom you don't have to pretend," she murmured.
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Before she could kiss him again, which the close proximity had her very tempted to do, Leti stepped close to teh chair with a worried frown.
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"You'll be behavin' yyurselves now or you'll have my job," she told them though her frown currently rested on Rena as did her worried gaze.
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"Alright then," Rena said with a sigh, twisting around in Henry's lap so that her back rested against his chest.
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"What, you think he's dyin," Leti gasped to Victor concerning the emaciated man in the odd period style of fancy dress.
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"I...well the two of em didn' look upset so..."
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She had only nodded blushing slightly to his earlier thanks to her kindness. She honestly wanted to help but because this group was the most exciting she'd ever seen, and had truly interested her, caused her to grow bold and to interact. This caused the bar maid to understand how starved her mind must be and she not even knowing it.
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"Ah yes, you're welcome Leticia. I would say that I am feeling generous today, but the opposite is the true. The events of this day have lead me to a rather foul mood. So instead of simply settling into an empty and patronizing promises, I am more likely to show ire than respect. Now why am I saying this? Well, perhaps I am enchanted by Lady Rena here, but my words are true nonetheless..." Henry admitted, surprising himself with such an unlikely admission. That drink, it could have been spiked by his enemies, for all he knew.
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"Go on then, but you do now we probably won't behave too well," Hyde ominously quipped. "You know my dear, she somehow doesn't strike me as the easily offended type. This is a pleasant enough establishment, don't get me wrong, but it has its moments, disagreements, outright fights, nobody without a pretty steady temper can work here, and I think our Leti is one of the calmest people around. I have not seen her consistently around, but even the fact that she stayed away, it says something, though currently, I am afraid, I cannot formulate what it might be," Henry concluded, wishing for some reason he could have a look at the mirror just then.
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When Victor caught leti's action of shaking her head, he gave a silent¡ Oh, and gave her an understanding look to show he had caught her meaning. ?He had carefully observed Henry's reaction to the folly of the elderly gentleman, and if the doctor would be so quick to react in hostility to an elderly person, what might he do with one younger than himself? The ? absolute last thing that I want to do is get into an altercation with anyone, the young scientist murmured to Leti. You've been more than kind to¡ All three of us this night, and we OU much, thank you ever so much, he murmured to her, giving her only a few moments to react before noticing Rinas sympathetic look, and turning toward her. ?No one really, he replied, his tone somewhat weary as he watched Henry out of the corner of one eye. ?He gave a soft smile and nodded when she said that he had friends now; the two of you have my most humble appreciation for that, he stated, regarding them both with his eyes. ?I hope in times to come, that I can forge a friendship with both of you. He once more emphasized the word¡ Both, and again looked at Henry. ?He had decided that, perhaps once in there discourse this evening, he might have unknowingly, unwittingly excluded Henry in the conversation, and perhaps this¡ Was ?the reason why the?doctor had become so annoyed with him. ?To his knowledge, he had not once attempted to displace Henry in Renas affections, deciding early on that there was no point in doing so; he would do far better in making friends with both of these people, rather than trying to take her¡ Away from¡ Him. ?He was a scientist, and therefore generally thought of himself as, if nothing else, a man of prudence, except for one certain stormy night¡ But that was neither here nor there in this particular situation. ?He silently reminded himself¡ Words are much like lightning, often giving life to that which we cannot control, and do not desire. ? When Leti thank him, he favored her with a grateful smile, good lady, you are indeed most welcome. ?You have been most gracious and attentive to us all this night. ?When the conversation turned once more to the other gentleman, and she stated that he had a girl with him, Victor looked, and nodded; true enough, he stated, and I certainly hope for his own sake that she gives him whatever comfort and solace he requires. ?He turned back to the others, that distant, weary, haunted ?look once more in his eyes, for it seemed to him now that¡ Everyone¡ Had someone, and he recalled all too well that it was not long ago, that he¡ Would have had someone with¡ Him. ?She would be there, she should¡ Be there, sitting beside him, likely not as close or involved as Rena had been with Henry, but she would be there nonetheless, where it not for¡ That faithful stormy night, that lightning, which had given life and birth to something he knew not how to control.??
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One of the times Victor would look at Henry as if to speak, Leti at last caught his eye and firmly, nearly desperately shoo her head of brownish red curls. She understood enough of the doctor to know this would not be received well and she just did not want to deal tonight with anymore than she could handle and as such, she had already handled quite enough even putting her job on the line for these fascinating people who were quite unlike anyone she'd ever encountered before in her life. Of course that was why she had had to do it. So that they wouldn't leave...and they were so friendly to her, basically unheard of with the higher classes and all of them were friendly and so different.
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"It?sounds?as though?you have no one. I am so sorry if this is the case. Know that you at least have friends now."
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When Victor complimented Leti's swift action with her boss she blushed and dropped her gaze, still just relieved that her actions had not been taken a miss by the 3 at the table. None of them had minded and it was astonishingly flattering.
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"Thank you," was all she said.
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Victor had expected at least some token resistance from Henry when he had offered to pay for the meals and the drinks. ?He decided that this, perhaps, was the reason that Henry had so suddenly turned considerably less than friendly toward him; he looked at Henry, as if desiring to say something, to make some sort of apology, then quickly decided against it, figuring that too many words, however well intended or good they may be, could be troublesome, especially in a situation such as this one. He ? instead turned his attention to Rena's question about why he had come?there. ?Giving a slight shrug he replied, worked mainly, I suppose; no real reason to stay where I was, so I¡ Came here. ?Is His expression ?became sad and ? distant once more, and his tone conveyed as much, as his eyes meandered ? to Henry, then back to Rena again; did the man even realize how truly fortunate he was, how great he had it, at least in this situation? Victor didn't know, and he certainly could not help but wonder. ?Is intention of coarse, had been merely to be friendly, but perhaps Henry had mistaken it for an act of pridefulness, using his money in buying drinks and meals to impress Rena, and show Henry up as being somewhat of a lesser man by not paying for such. ? He looked at Henry once again, thinking to apologize, and once more decided against it; Henry was already getting the better end of the deal anyway, what of it if his pride were somewhat punctured by not getting to pay for the meals and drinks. ?The man after all, was supposed to be a scientist, well above such petty thoughts, but if he were insecure enough to think that he, Victor, were trying to win Rina's affections by paying for food and drinks, then let the man take his actions as he chose. ? He nodded and chuckled when Rena spoke of the names of members of her family beginning with the letter F; quite fascinating that is, really. He had started to question concerning her father, but was interrupted before having the chance to ask. ? Thank you most kindly, good lady, he told Leti when she gave him his dessert and drink which he had requested. ?And may I sincerely complement you on a most brilliant saving a face moments earlier, he told her. ?I had judged by your actions that the approaching man was, most likely your employer, and had figured there would be trouble, but you averted it quite nicely if I may say so. ?Again he nodded with understanding when she answered his question by saying that Henry had likely had too much to drink. ?Quite understandable that is, he replied; even I, Have had more this evening than is my usual custom. ?He was mildly glad to see that Rena did not seem to be quite so obvious in her desire for Henry as she had been only moments earlier; while he could understand somewhat better the reason, that they had actually known each other before, and that she knew him because of her parents, he was not accustomed to seeing such continually open displays of affection in public, and he ?felt more comfortable, now that her actions bore some restraint. ?He frowned thoughtfully when Leti spoke of the gentleman at the other table looking ill. ?A pity it is, he murmured, but then, what is he doing here? ?He couldn't help feeling glad that the previous threat of?trouble had not escalated into a full-blown physical confrontation, and he thought to himself that¡ Perhaps, the poor fellow was merely a lonely soul, one much like himself.
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When Dr. Henry offered to help if Leti lost her job she blinked in stunned shock, then stammered, cheeks flushing.
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"Why...That's real good of you, Dr...Henry. I...I thank ya...I well lets hope things remain smooth here, then," she said faintly, though leaving this place of work for another more exciting one did not truly bother her now??? , and she wouldn't be forgetting at least the idea of improvement in her future. He was truly a good person, she decided, nodding quickly?to everyone's request for more dessert and smiling as any good server should do.
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"I'll be right back then," she said again, and nodded to Victor's request for everything to be put on his bill for she had understood it as such. She expected the Dr. To be prideful and protest but he didn't. Interesting and surprising. He was indeed a puzzle at that and surely had some interesting form of logic when it came to it.
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No one had commented on the hasty lie she'd told her boss for their behalf either which surprised her greatly. They didn't mind being so closely associated with her and it was a true shock considering how most higher class viewed anyone not living on their street as it were.
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"You best behave while I'm gone," she told Henry in a half playful half firmly warning?tone,?tapping him hard on the shoulder as she rushed away.
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Rena didn't notice Victor's questioning look nor most of what Leti said, for her thoughts were focused on Henry in all manner of ways. That and the room was spinning. She leaned against his shoulder and stared blankly at nothing, taking in the room in general with her senses and focusing mostly on Henry's solid physical warmth.
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"I wonder...if she's upset," she managed to Henry, words a bit slow and slurred as she laced her small hand through his.
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"My Henry," she said fondly, gaze briefly wandering to the pleasant sight of their clasped hands.
?How had they gotten from casual sex to being so close, she wondered. In such a short amount of time she'd move heaven and earth for him, even in this odd sort of real life nightmare they were caught in with whatever the hell was happening now.?
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"Good. As I don't use make up...ur...that is...?face paint or do a lot with my hair.Just put a band on it or some such after I comb it and that only because of Grandma Fredericka."
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When Victor spoke of the family having so many names beginning with F she chuckled.
"Yes. That began with my grandparents wanting to keep it going by naming their children F names...Because when my grandparents met...both of their names happened to start with F, and my grandma has? twin who's name is also F, you know...and I suppose they thought it meant something."
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She shrugged, quite aware that she may not be fully able to articulate and she didn't really care about the F factor in the naming of her relatives like they did.
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"My mother didn't keep up the tradition as you can see though. I'm named for my father."
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She realized that the father in question was likely in this city now and not? nearly old enough to be her father so hastily continued before Victor could ask.
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"Ah I'm sorry you are alone here...Did you come here for work? I mean I came here to find Henry, but what made you come here where you had no one," she wondered sympathetically.
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Frowning at the drinks for Rena and Henry yet still giving them out along with Victor's she shook her head when Victor spoke of leaving after dessert, though her gaze rested on Henry and Rena.
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"The two of you may wish to consider that as well, else you're likely never to make it home," she reprimanded lightly, but more in concern than any sort of anger.
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They were all very kind, and the entire situation, though understandable, something she could trace with her mind and understand, was certainly an odd one.
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"Too much drink," she decided to reply quietly, for in the end, an in short that was that at least for Henry's excessive freedom of expression. She smiled cheerfully but in truth the expression was in self praise for her quick summing of the best answer to give.
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Mainly in need to change the topic, she spoke in a normal volume, addressing the comment to Victor as she stepped back from his chair but not minding if the other 2 heard as well or commented.
"That un over there that you were thinkin' looked ill. dHe's not had a drink all night. The pretty girl has that he's with but not him. He got a glass of wine and hasn't touched it. What ya make of that then," she wondered curiously.
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As the serving girl whose name was too new for him to recall under duress had drawn his attention, Henry was only too eager to concentrate on her words than Victor's. "Ah yes, make it two tarts, and a slice of pie, and a drink. There is a good lass," he complimented, the glint in his eyes suggestive of his continuing anger at Victor.
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Her whispered words offered little reassurance even though they made some sense. Yes, he understood that Victor may have been jealous, that he may have felt inferior, but then he should have expressed his inferiority in a corresponding manner, and should have displayed proper respect in the process. There was none of this, or at least, not enough for Henry's sake. Even Victor's professed gratitude failed to mollify him this time, it should have come far earlier to have the desired effect.
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It was very fortunate that Victor made all the appropriately soothing gestures henceforth, because his bubbling anger began to subside. Henry did not deign to make any excuses for Victor to stay with them, or to object to the payment seemingly offered for the meal. He took it...as his due. It was not entirely polite of him, but the German did not realize how?closely he came to the point of no return. Henry did not even bother salvaging any social graces left to him, but continued as if nothing untoward could possibly happen.
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"Ah yes, you?are quite right, Lady Rena is always desirable to my mind, but perhaps her natural beauty substitutes for?any attempt at beautifying. I could imagine such things coming naturally to her, without the ordinary female wiles...yes, most fascinating that," Henry softly mused, his mind is not really invested?even in that pleasant exchange.
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"Apologies, dearest...Leticia," Henry finally recalled the name. Right on time to make his apology slightly more sincere. "We shall be more reserved for a little while. But rest assure, if anything happens to this place of employment, we will find another way to utilize your talents.." Henry suddenly offered and realized himself to be completely drunk, since he had no idea what he might have been talking about.
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Victor smiled when Henry told him he had a way with words; I humbly thank you for your compliment, good sir, he replied. ?But Henry's tone of seeming growing agitation was not lost on Victor; nodding with a smile of sincerity when Henry stated that he and Rena were both quite fortunate to have found each other, he replied, but of course, my dear Sir, that is precisely what I meant. ?I offer up my most humble and sincere apology if my words fail to convey as much; you, miss Rena, are equally fortunate to have found the good doctor again as he is to have found you. ?I possess nothing but the sincerest and most amiable of well wishes for both¡ of you, he stated, his eyes and tone ?emphasizing ?both, as he gave Henry a poignant look. ?He looked somewhat affronted and mildly offended when Henry spoke of his bringing his findings to the dinner party as entertainment; yet he was determined, as he had done before with the old man, to prevent trouble before it happened, to rise above the situation, and thus be the bigger person. ?He no longer cared about impressing Rena, since she had already chosen Henry, but he needed to prevail for his own sake and sanity; he might not yet be able to bring his beloved deceased wife back to life, but he could certainly prevail in matters of difficulty among the living. ?To be sure, my friend, I was referring to matters culinary, he replied concerning bringing something to the party; but since you say that your servant would take it personally, I shall refrain from doing such. ? He frowned thoughtfully when Henry spoke of his findings being entertainment at the party. Sir, his tone was measured, as I have previously stated, I¡ am a man of science, much as your self I would expect. ?While I see no harm in some discussion concerning each other's work, I much prefer to leave my experimentation, and the findings there of, that is, the actual written conclusions, in the lab, where they belong; they are informative, and will perhaps prove helpful, but I hardly deem them as entertaining guests for such a dinner party as you have planned. ?He threw a puzzled look at Rena, mutely questioning¡ What is this all about? what did I do? He was grateful for her explanation ?of them being scientists, and nodded, of course. After ordering a tart from Leti, or, was this his second one? He didn't know, but he stated, I can assure you both, I meant nothing but the best of intentions by my words, and apologize if they sounded anything less to either of you. ?Perhaps it is best if I simply take this tart, and go home, leaving the two of you too¡ The remainder of your evening, but you may still consider your drinks and your meals paid for in full. ? He would await any replies, explanations, apologies or the like, before simply making his exit; he hoped that all of this could be smoothed out, as the previous incident had been,he hoped ? they could all part on good terms, and that the dinner party would still be scheduled as planned. ?Victor now watched with detached clinical interest as Leti spoke with Rena about behaving herself in public society. ?He was thinking what he could have said or done to seemingly offend the otherwise friendly, amiable doctor. ?It rather sickened ?him, much like a drop of a deadly substance mingled in an otherwise enjoyable glass of wine. At his first opportunity, he would look at Leti in puzzlement and murmur, he seems mildly affronted, to ?say the least,?was it something I said????? ? ? ?
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Victor gave a slow nod and a soft chuckle when Rena spoke of being a stranger in a strange land; I will look and see, but it may be that I have nothing at present that would prove new and interesting to share at your dinner party. ?Since you say he has a full serving staff, perhaps it would be best if I simply come to the party, and return the favor at another time by having you over to my rather humble abode, he suggested. ?His expression became one of astonishment when she spoke of not caring much about looking pretty until she met Henry; pardon me, but I could never picture you as anything else but feminine and¡ Well, pretty, he finished with slight hesitation. ?Looking at the doctor he inquired, wouldn't you agree, Henry? ?Well then let's see, Victor commented, grandfather Frank, uncle Felix and, great uncle Freddie¡ Interesting alliteration for the names of your family, he commented. ?His expression grew sad and somewhat distant when she asked concerning his family. Slowly shaking his head he replied, no¡ No I am¡ Quite alone, as it were. ?But a soft smile managed to peek through his sadness, much like the very first blossoms of spring, peaking up through the cold winter ground, as he stated, oh by the way, did I mention that¡ Both your meals, and your drinks, are¡ you may consider them paid for in full this evening. God loves you. |
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Seeing Dr. Hyde's eyes darken in that stormy dangerous way she had witnessed from several customers, Leti found herself stepping forward to the side of his chair. scooping up the dishes she asked,"You wantin' some more food? Another tart or a hot drink, Sir?"
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Her tone was polite and brisk, though her gaze was concerned. He was a violent and dangerous man and she usually cringed from that sort. Even those who hid it under their fine educated veneer?were just as bad as the street oafs. But him...He made her feel safe and like some body, not someone to be grabbed where she shouldn't be or overlooked as not a person. He treated her like anyone else and that made her see him in another if confusing light.
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Bending to reach for Rena's glass, she stood so that she had to reach over the doctor to do so and while there she hissed into his ear,"He's jealous of you because you're so much older and are still going?to marry yourself a pretty girl younger than either of you. He's young and she is all over? you. It unmans him. Now behave with ya else I'll probably get into trouble."
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Knowing she'd remained bent over for too long and hoping whatever Rena was saying to Victor would cover it she straightened, murmuring an apology for her hair nearly falling in Rena's face as she still sat shamelessly in Henry's lap.
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"Oh it's alright," Rena told her cheerfully, smiling up at her, still obviously quite tipsy from all the strong drink.
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"You want some more food in ya too," she asked, eyes narrowing in consideration.
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Rena shrugged small shoulders.
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"I can explain everything I know tomorrow when both our minds are clear of drink," Rena murmured back to Henry, frowning a little as slight concern gripped her.
Had she pushed her knowledge of him too far to prove her point and thus gain his attention and through that her own safety as well as his affections?
He was saying too much that Victor could hear, though which was concerning.
To his comment of her breaking his heart, she shook her head gravely, dark gaze suddenly intense as she stared into his eyes.
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"I swear I'd die before hurting you. Hurting you would...well it would hurt me too much to bare," she said,?sincerity and emotion evident in her voice and expression. Indeed the very thought was moving...she'd?do anything for him and the sentiment only grew over time. Of course he didn't know that but the truth was still just as true.?
"And there was no one before you because I wanted no one...As I told Victor I was uninterested in such pursuits until you. You are truly fascinating and above all in so many ways, Henry. So different and that is important."
When he recklessly proclaimed that were she with anyone else it would not matter, Rena's eyes flashed with desire. When he got like that it was...was...
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Leti hoped whatever they were saying wouldn't turn into anything physical that would get them tossed out and perhaps her in trouble. As if on cue, Rena threw her arms around?the doctor's?neck and kissed him again. Leti groaned as her boss headed over with a frown.
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"Oh no, oh no," she murmured frantically, feeling the color draining from her face?then hurried to meet the man and spoke quickly, assuring him that she'd handle it and apologizing frantically, in a sudden burst of inspiration claiming that Rena was her very wealthy?cousin, come all the way from America to meet the doctor and had no idea how to behave. God but perhaps that last bit was true for perhaps all Americans acted as such. Miss Rena did seem to be quite the lady in all other ways.
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The portly man glared, demanding that she had better instruct her cousin on how to behave or they were all out. Leti nodded and hurried back to them, frowning.
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"You have to stop touching one another like that or I shall be out a job. My boss was just about to make trouble and I covered...Said Miss Rena is my rich cousin from America who doesn't understand British customs...so please...I didn't mean to misstep with the family relation bit...Just...I mean...I don't...I didn't know what else to say and if he came over. Dr. Henry would surely...make trouble and...and who knows what would happen!"
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When Henry spoke to Victor about his work in that flippant cutting tone she so adored Rena felt her heart fly. He was the same...She wouldn't ever lose him...she was wrong about all that and he'd never turn into someone else and leave her. The potion may have enhanced things, but he was the same. Jekyll didn't vanish when his name and face changed...it was a mere choice...She blinked realizing that her eyes were truly full of relieved tears. Glancing hurriedly away she put her face in Henry's shoulder, struggling not to cling? to him again. Public Victorian society, she forcefully reminded herself and straightened slowly.
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"It's just we're very advanced scientists and eager for fellows to collaborate with...especially now...but we can speak of that at dinner," she told Victor, smiling gently and hoping she could explain Henry's delicious tone as merely overly eager.
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Henry found himself entirely under Lady Rena's spell. His mind was so befuddled, he almost mentally thought of himself as Andrew when his special studies were mentioned. It was ridiculous as it was uncanny, and he found himself too disturbed to easily shrug the thought off.
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"I don't quite understand how you can have such intimate knowledge of...my secrets, but somehow it doesn't bother me as it should. You just seem so delightful...how is it that you were not snatched before I got to meet you? Well, on second thought, it might not have mattered if you are spoken for. It may not matter in the least. Your charms are too intoxicating my Lady, a sure sign you are going to break my heart I suppose, and I am too drunk to even object to that development," Henry honestly admitted, his emotions utterly confused as was his very thinking process earlier on.
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"I would have chosen Lady Fortune for your pet name, but it does seem like that would become unpalatable upon frequent usage. I do suppose your given name sounds much better at that, it covers all the elements I would seek to encapsulate when referring to you, and I suspect, I barely scratched the surface of what you really are like...Me thinks, our new friend's philosophy might have affected me. Oh dear?Victor, you do have such a way with words..." Henry effortlessly complimented, finding it much easier when his eloquence was directed at a fellow man.
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Yet, Victor's come back unexpected riled him up. Oh it was well meant surely, but the idea of only describing him as the fortunate one, well it riled him up. It probably was not intended that way, but at the same time, it felt like he was seen as having gained an unfair advantage somehow. That he, the well esteemed doctor Henry Hyde somehow did not deserve Rena, that she may have been too good for him. It was not a sentiment Henry was comfortable entertaining. Not even if it were true.
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It not only felt wrong and incorrect to him it also somehow mysteriously implied to him that Victor may have put Rena on a pedestal, because he fancied her himself. That would not do, would not do at all. If Victor had such thoughts, he better change them, or, Henry decided, he would make him change them. "Actually, we are both quite fortunate to have found each other," Dr Hyde replied with far less amiability this time.
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"Well, Marie might be offended if your brought any food in, she would take such things personally, but if you really do insist on brining something, perhaps some findings to do with your work? We would all be entertained by what you've been?working on so far," Henry explained somewhat maliciously, happy to use this unexpected opportunity to gain the upper hand over his would be competitor. "You sound like such an interesting man, I am not sure if I even remember clearly what it is you do, but speaking for myself, I feel the pressing need to find out, as well as how good you are at whatever it is. Now that kind of entertainment would prove most...fortunate at the party," Henry bit out with a wicked smile, letting Victor take his words as he would. |
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