Ragdoll really wasn't the best judge of these things, but there were certainly a few things that seemed wrong here. Being taken in by a cult certainly wasn't one of the fun ways of going daffy, and it wasn't only Ragdoll's role to be talking to deceased dear ones, but also to have stuffed versions of them in his rooms to talk to -- this just wouldn't do at all. The fact that Meister seemed otherwise unpleasantly addled and unkempt was almost besides the point.
He stepped into the room, craning around, tilting and waving to get Billy's attention. "Hello? William, hello!"
...Having to vie for attention was never something he enjoyed, and he was quickly deciding that he didn't like anyone stealing his position, shtick and limelight, not even himself.
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Date: 2013-05-23 10:02 pm (UTC)He stepped into the room, craning around, tilting and waving to get Billy's attention. "Hello? William, hello!"
...Having to vie for attention was never something he enjoyed, and he was quickly deciding that he didn't like anyone stealing his position, shtick and limelight, not even himself.