Encouraged by his literal [other half](https://inkblotapp.page.link/jBKR)(not pictured and he would never admit it anyway), Acatius indulges in a little fun with [Lafayette](https://inkblotapp.page.link/nFn1) I stayed up late chipping away at this o'er a few nights! My pal [@rat](https://inkblotapp.page.link/mrDB) wrote something slick for this! Both Saint & Lafayette belong to them, Acatius is my boy. "The Doc had been an easy mark for Saint and Acatius. So sure of himself, so confident of his control. Control over himself, and others. He was a sweet talker, sure. But that is nothing in the face of squirmy and voluminous mental pressure applied with skill and knowledge and experience. Mental tendrils which seep in around the edges of the mind's most sturdy barriers, bringing with them inky not-quite-oblivion. Yet the real fun is that oblivion does not actually beckon, does not draw shades over the good doctor's awareness. The fun is in him _knowing_, with certainty, his exact situation. The cost of letting down one's guard. The pretty blonde one watches with - that is amusement, isn't it? Certainly, his attention is rapt upon the struggles of his pet-cum-infection's victim - not that Dr. Lafayette has much room to analyze. His deep, dark predicament drawing him ever closer, ever _deeper_."