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[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

[Outside, Hellboy is wading through leaves, which is actually a little more annoying than you'd think, even for someone who's like seven feet tall.

Eventually he gets frustrated with this stupid bullshit and stops moving, taking out his journal to dictate into it.]

Is it usually like this in the fall? This many leaves, I mean. You'd think the trees would run out of them by now.

At least it's kind of pretty. Reminds me of home, almost. Is there anyone else here from New England?

[He turns around at that point to walk back the way he came, back to the castle --

but the path he forged has already been filled in with leaves.]

Son of a --

[Have some incoherent growling over the journal, Paradisa, accompanied by more crunching as Hellboy trudges back to the castle.]

Comments

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

What it does to people, or what its purpose is?

[gevurah]

Both at this point, I guess.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

It's probably on purpose. Kind of hard to escape from something you can't even figure out.

[gevurah]

I think I can officially say Paradisa beats Gotham in the surprising department.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

It's more exciting than Connecticut, that's for sure.

[gevurah]

Maybe I should think of getting a job.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

People do that here?

[gevurah]

Do you have any idea how many residents are in the food service business here?

[ hint: A LOT. ]

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

I never really thought about it. The only job I ever had was paranormal investigator.

I'm assuming it's just something to pass the time.

[gevurah]

Exactly, but I'm surprised no one tries to go for something they might have the credentials for back home. Working in the industrial area? Maybe in pharmaceuticals? I don't know.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

When this place gives you everything you want, I guess it's hard to drag yourself to work when you're not really needed.

[gevurah]

That's just lazy.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

Maybe this place is trying to kill us by making us sedentary. We'll all get deep vein thrombosis and clogged arteries.

[gevurah]

Anyone ever tell you you have a lot of morbid thoughts?

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

Sure. It's part of my charm.

[gevurah]

I guess it comes with your job.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

I think so. If you don't have a sense of humor with this gig, you'll end up in the nuthouse pretty quickly.