- 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]

Crane isn't as powerful as you're painting him to be.

[And he wonders, briefly, what he should do about Abduxel. While he likes the demon, and while he finds his company engaging, Chilton hardly trusts him; this emotional aggression had only underscored that impression. Abduxel, he noted, was quick to burn bridges -- while Chilton wasn't about to judge whether or not the former Matthew Lin was correct in his outrage at Raina's sparring with Crane, he was in his right to judge how Abduxel managed that emotion. It was too much like Walter White, it was as if White had chosen Abduxel intuitively seeing the other as a mirror.

Chilton had gone out his way to guide Walter, too. And in that paralleled vein, Abduxel disregarded his coaching, his support, he misunderstood Chilton's intent -- just like Walt had.

This was a dangerous pattern.]

I will see you tomorrow, for our scheduled session.

[Crane had fear, sure. But Chilton had manipulation. Chilton had ambition. Chilton had learned from Hannibal Lecter, and he was determined never again to fall prey to a devil's appetite.

If there was a way to slither out of severe consequences and get what he wanted, Chilton would find it. And perhaps, he thought, it wouldn't do to involve Abduxel. Perhaps the target Raina had painted on the demon's back wasn't for Crane after all.

Perhaps.]

[abduxel]

It's truly not Crane that I'm worried about.

I'll see you tomorrow, then, thank you.