- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, Jesse. Do you really believe Walt would have become so attached to you if he hadn't seen himself within you? Inside of you.

Who made that happen? Who cultivated that?

[hostage]

[Must you, Chilton, with that language?]

But I been fighting him the whole way. The only time he got one up on me was here, lying to me about all the shit I couldn't possibly know about 'cause it was supposed to happen in the future. He didn't - He didn't mold me.

[slightlyoffchilt]

[He must.]

I'm not talking about what's happened since you've come to Heropa. I'm discussing how Walt sees his affect upon you, regardless of your opinion on the matter.

[hostage]

[And yet he's backed into this corner where the only thing to do is keep playing along. Jesse exhales a short sigh. He's got nothing to say to that, really.]

[textualhealing]

If I see him, I will. What's the worst he can do, right?

[slightlyoffchilt]

He's the foreboding force at work, Jesse, the compounded problems of a man's lifetime manifested. We're but reactions to that.

[hostage]

How the hell are you okay with this?

[viced]

Well, I've never noticed an issue.

Then again, April works for me, so...

[slightlyoffchilt]

With all due respect, she seems rather. Frank.

You would have surely noticed something.

[slightlyoffchilt]

To you? Quote something vaguely related to fear, I imagine. Otherwise he is helpless.

[textualhealing]

So scary.

Y'know one day someone is gonna get him back for all this shit. There's gonna be a lot of angry people at the end of this, if they survive it.

You didn't get revenge? You strike me as the grudgewanker type.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I'm a patient man, Jeff.

[Get it. Because he has patients. Chilton is chuckling to himself, yes he he.]

Jonathan Crane cares very little for his own bodily welfare. I want to take away the only thing a fear-aroused narcissist like him would savor.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Because I don't subscribe to what Walt thinks. I observe it, I analyze it, I acknowledge that he is motivated with this perspective in mind.

But it is not mine to follow.

[textualhealing]

[So witty, Chilton sure is funny. So funny that Jeff's not even cracking a smile.]

Everyone else?

[slightlyoffchilt]

While that is an entirely reasonable answer, I'm fairly sure Crane hasn't thought about how much he depends on the mass populace.

Fine. The only OTHER thing he savors: his function as a fearmonger.

[hostage]

Yeah, but - but it's gonna affect you. One way or another. Why haven't you turn tail yet? While you still can.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Because this is my job, Jesse. [Because he already had picked out the title for his book on Walter White.] And I take that very seriously.

[hostage]

[Jesse scoffs at that. It cannot be that simple. No one likes their job that much.]

Jesus, I can't tell who's crazier.

[textualhealing]

So if he can't scare people...?

[slightlyoffchilt]

If he can't inspire fear, if he cannot connect to fear, he really has no reason to live. That's what happens when one doesn't diversify his interests.

[textualhealing]

Frederick. Are you scheming?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Is there any specific time when I am not scheming?

[slightlyoffchilt]

And that is why I'm the professional between us, Mr. Pinkman.

[Clearly Jesse touched upon a nerve; if there was one thing Chilton could always reassure himself over in the glow of his extraordinary patients, it was that he, at least, was perfectly sane.]

/comes in like a wreeeecking baaaaalllll

[flowerette]

[ Although Jeff was coming over, Raina certainly wasn't going to miss the unwinding routine of her nightly bath -- a pampered experience full of bubbles, bath bombs, scented oils, candles and whatever book she happened to be reading at the time. This washed away all the day's troubles and grime and was usually followed up by her second unwinding routine which often involved Frederick and a body part of his choosing. Frederick might have been preoccupied, but Raina wasn't one to change up her routines so easily. The plan always was for Jeff to join in someday.

With her curled hair clipped up, a few stray ringlets spilling into her face, Raina headed downstairs wearing a very sheer nightgown and robe. And it became very clear that she wore nothing beneath that see through fabric. ]

Oh. I didn't know we had company.

[ Lied Raina as she approached, leaned in and kissed Chilton with full on passion -- lips, teeth, tongue. Such a normal, chaste greeting. And only afterward, did she turn to Jeff. ]

Did I just hear you say you needed your wine topped off?

[ And she pretty much leaned over him, letting him get an up close view of the nothingness beneath her nightgown as she refilled his drink -- coming up with a knowing grin. ]

Hi, Jeff. Do you want a greeting kiss, too?

>)!!

[slightlyoffchilt]

[Chilton glanced at her coquettish statement -- he was certain he had inquired for permission. After all, given his occasional stint in hot water, the psychiatrist couldn't risk another punishment for his alleged naughty tendencies. Just as he was about to protest his innocence, Raina met his lips with her own. He nearly dropped the wine glass in hand, so stirred were his passions -- kissing back, the slightest of moans, his tongue tasting hers.

The man was still somewhat dazed when she broke the kiss to address their company.]

Oh -- ah. I already have given him one, he doesn't require another.

[A blatant lie, of course, but Chilton couldn't help his uneasy feeling when she looked at Jeff and approached him in that way. Hadn't he already shared his wine?]