12193/Leave a Whisper

Leave a Whisper
Date of Scene:	24 July 2022
Location:	Gotham Cable Studios
Synopsis:	Mike goes looking for the Screaming Whisper that wandered off during lunch. Catman finds it. He's not that happy.
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Blake, Michael Hannigan
Tinyplot:	Theme_of_the_Crime

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Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake had spent an unproductive night pursuing some leads for Pixie on her Yakuza problem. Sometimes it helped a girl to have friends in low places. He is only human though. When he finished his scenes and had a wait he snuck away to his trailer to take a catnap.

Yeah laugh it up.

The catnap was begun quickly. He could fall asleep almost instantly. He did set his phone to wake him up with an alarm. He fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. This was a good thing, if you had any idea what he normally dreamt.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Deep and dreamless.

Or so Thomas presumes. The trailer might have been locked but that wasn't much of a consideration for the nightmare that came near. Coming to the side of Thomas, the featureless, mannequin like face peers downwards. Waiting with a menacing air to it.

While the creature waits patiently, the one who had been tasked with it is wandering the lot in search of it. It appears there are a lot of people taking naps throughout the property. Yeesh. The musician grumbles as another lead is lost. Closing his eyes, he checks for any more dreams in the area.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake wakes up. Or does he dream he is awake. He sees the dark shape out of the corner of his eye. Usually this would in the fast draw of a knife and the injury or death of the intruder. His hand barely twitches. This is not normal, especially for a man used to his own body's flawless performance. He tries to move and barely twitches. He breathes in sharply.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike's brows raise as the glimpse of a familiar figure comes to view along with the sought after quarry. "Shit." the musician mutters as he starts sprinting towards Thomas's trailer.

With the chosen victim lying mostly paralyzed, the figure leans in closer. There's the slight sound that could be termed as a long drawn breath being slowly let out. A hand reaches towards Thomas with the same amount of speed.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake was this thing playing? Practicing? It would have to practice on someone else.

He rolls out of bed with a sickening snap inside him. The knife does come out as he lets out a scream of pure rage. Then a knife protruding from the trailer. The trailer continues to rock as a big man bounds around searching.

Then the door slams open. Thomas looks around, sees Mike and well something clicks. Wordlessly he points and then begins walking towards him.

Dangerous being in front of Thomas when he walks like that.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
When the visual of the nightmare fades away from Mike's sight, his steps start to slow. Based from the owner of that dream, and the origin of the scream that was just let out, he had a good idea where his tag along had wandered off to. The trailer is in sight so if the Screaming Whisper tries leaving, he'll be sure to see it and collect it. So...best take a moment to figure out what to say. He had a STRONG feeling that his costar wasn't all that pleased.

Oh hi Thomas, just here to collect a nightmare? Well, that's weird. Nah, he needs something el-

Mike's steps slow to a complete stop as the sound of metal door slamming against metal trailer frame reverberates across the lot, exposing Thomas. Initially Mike's first reaction is to start smiling but with the hand gesture, Mike realizes he's seeing a very...VERY pissed off looking Thomas.

...

Oh shit. "Uh, hi Thomas."

Mike starts backing away. "You seem upset."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake masters his rage. Somewhat.

"You set that THING on me? Over me and Pixie? Seriously? Tell me the truth. There aren't any others with your talents on the lot. Tell me why you did that to me. Fassssst." He stops walking.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike tilts his head to glance around Thomas at the trailer. No escapees yet. Which is good. It's uncertain for how long.

His glance moves over to Thomas as he asks his questions. "Why the hell would I do that?!", Mike snaps, "I didn't send it after you. I was trying to track it down!"

Mike takes a few more steps back before realizing Thomas has stopped advancing. He stumbles to a stop. Shifting his weight to look over to the trailer once more.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake considers briefly.

"You have enough brains not to lie to me when you're this close. Get that damned thing out of my trailer! You can't let it walk around loose! What if I handled Rasputin like that? You have responsibilities! Go! Fuck... I jammed my knife through the wall... now I gotta sharpen it all over."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
With Thomas acknowledging the explanation to be likely true, the musician nods. "Yeah planning on it." Once he's sure Thomas is going to let him by, the musician starts heading towards the trailer. The still open door making it easy for him to look inside.

There's a whistle. "Hey Whisp." Mike calls, opting to give it something to address it by. "Get back here."

True to Dream's word, even though it may have wondered off, once the instructions were given, the Screaming Whisper came out of the trailer to move to Mike's side.

But Thomas will probably have to take his word for it.

"Alright." Mike replies, turning to look to Thomas, "It's out."

He looks to the Whisper, which appears to be between Mike and Thomas now. "Don't wander off this time."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake glares in the Whisperer's general direction. If pure malevolence could hurt the being, it was hurting now.

"Tell it this isn't over. Next time, I'll be ready. And you mind it. Get a tether or something!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike looks over to Thomas as he's issuing threats to the newly woken Screaming Whisper. "It's just a baby, Thomas. I think. Either way, it can't hurt you."

Physically.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake snerks. "Baby lions still have claws. And teeth. Be careful with it. This is a dream thing? I thought you don't do nightmares. go bother Pete. He steps on puppies for laughs! Tall thin, balding guy with a mustache. Likes track suits and Axe cologne."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
The response from Mike is delayed. "Nightmares are dreams too." He finally responds, the tone, while not happy, seems a bit accepting of the matter. "Every time I think I got it figured out, someone changes the damn rules." He looks over to Whisp and then back over to Thomas. "Sorry for the rude awakening."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake relents a little. "This is an argument for sleeping next to Pixie. She has that soul knife of hers. Be advised. And by sleeping, I mean sleeping. If you think I'd pressure such a sweet innocent woman, you're wrong. Not saying it's easy. But that's the way I'm playing it. I'll see what happens."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike furrows his brow. "I'm not sure HOW this is an argument for sleeping next to Pixie." Mike admits, "But you're REALLY wanting to talk about that topic aren't you? You and Pixie?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake shakes his head. "Because she could hurt that thing with her sparkly dagger. No. I said all I'm saying. I'm going to try to land before my next scene. I'll see you later." Thomas goes back in the trailer. After a moment the knife is pulled out of the wall.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As the somewhat reformed villain heads back to his trailer for a second attempt at sleep. Mike watches the older man's departure. He starts to look away but the shlllp! of the knife being pulled through the trailer wall brings his attention back.

He watches for a few moments more before looking over to the Screaming Whisper. "Ok Whisp. I need you to behave through the next two meetings. After that- We'll see..."