She paced the floor, back and forth, the sound of her heels on the wooden floor as regular as a metronome.
“I don’t like it,” she said. “I don’t like it one bit.”
He lit his pipe calmly. “He is the only choice open to us,” he said. “His… skill set is quite unique.”
She stopped and stared at him. “Unique? I should coco! The world is burdened enough with one pervert of his kind without there being more like him-”
He stood and interrupted her impassioned rant before it could truly take off.
“Your protests against his inclusion are noted. However since he is the only scientist who has recorded any successful attempt to animate the dead, your protests are overridden by our needs.”
She sniffed and folded her arms. “Madame Donduciel reported excellent results with the Ouija board, yet your protests were sufficient to override our needs on that front.”
“The difference, madame,” he said stiffly, “Is that Dr Cremaillere practices science, and your… medium practices hogswash.”
She slapped him, knocking his pipe onto the floor.
“Madame Donduciel is a respected authority,” she snapped. “While your ‘doctor’ is a rank criminal.”
He was left speechless by the attack; long enough for the third party in the room to languorously unfold his long legs and stand.
“Madame, monsieur,” the tall man said. “There is no need to argue. We can settle this quite simply.”
They both looked at him in silence.
“Madame, consult your medium, and monsieur, consult your scientist. Whoever can acquire the information we need will prove their point quite admirably.”
She spoke first. “And what of you?”
The tall man smiled. “I intend to do some light reading. It seems that our departed friend kept a diary.”
© Kari Fay
(Author’s Note: The Three Word Wednesday prompts this week were Animate, Impassioned and Pervert.)