TV Killed the Radio Star (Open to Mansion Folk)

[dolemeck]

He really did not want to, but Dolemeck honestly felt he had no choice but to finally give in and be a part of the reality TV show based on his Father. All he would have to do is act, right? Pretend they were a happy family, that his parents were not addicts, and he was a good son going to a good school in the States. But when the cameras were not filming? It was complete chaos.

The damn thing had not aired, yet. They had only three episodes in full, and needed another nine before the Summer ended. Producers kept trying to tell him to be more "interesting", even trying to set him up with some starlet his age for publicity. He thankfully knew well enough to turn that down, but everything else he did. He performed music for the cameras, ate meals with his folks, then at the end of the day... take a cab back to the mansion.

After the cab dropped him off inside the gates of the mansion, Dolemeck decided to take a bit of a walk before heading inside. It was only dusk, and there was still some light on the grounds to enjoy. Despite it being the Summer, he had on his leather coat, matching pants, and a long sleeved white shirt. If anything, he appeared more ready for winter than anything else.

Comments

[dolemeck]

"Aye, aye... I know. Just thought I would get an opinion from someone who's been there is all." He waved his hand in the air.

For sometime, there appeared to be a silence between the two. Dolemeck shut up and smoked his cigarette, his jade green eyes looking up at the sky as it changed color from light blue, to an orange like red.

[dark_scion]

Fred wasn't quite sure how to respond. It wasn't a contest after all, so he held back the urge to retort that it wasn't really the same thing. After a time he broke the silence.

"Aren't you cold?"

[dolemeck]

"I am always cold." Dolemeck broke his silence, putting out his cigarette on the metal of his leg brace.

"I dun know why, but I always feel cold. Been that way since the accident. What about you? I doubt you are any warmer than I."

[dark_scion]

"My mutation tends to make me more disposed to colder temperatures. Over time my fur will start to grow heavier in compensation. As a result I'm rarely truly chilly."

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck gave a nod. So many of the students at this mansion had such fascinating mutations. It was always amazing to hear what other people could do.

Again, the silence returned. It was unfortunately not by choice. Dolemeck's pain medication finally began to kick in, and he fell asleep where he sat.

[dark_scion]

Fred noted that Dolemeck's silence seemed longer than usual. He sighed a bit in annoyance, but didn't complain as he quietly leaped down, carefully picked Dolemeck up, and carried him back into the institute.