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[ it's been oh-so-stifling, having richard be the "main face" for the few days jim has been here. under any other circumstance, he'd have self-control in excess, enough to just deal with this itching feeling under his skin, in his bones, just in him.

but today is strange.

something seems to be smothering his filter, veering him off that fine line he walks. he's certainly clever enough to know when reigning himself in is the smarter choice, but right now, it doesn't feel like it matters.

it was easier in the morning to bite it back, but as the day dragged on, jim grew more and more restless. by evening it's to the point where he just can't handle it. richard is taking the backseat again, he decides: this strange little prison has proven interesting enough to get a taste of one james moriarty. so, the simple transformation from awkward, fidgeting, rumpled richard to sleek-suited, eerily graceful jim takes place in a matter of minutes in private. then he's out and about, finally. anyone who saw his opening broadcast would most likely be able to recognize his face, despite the change in style. otherwise, you'll probably just be seeing someone who looks like he has somewhere to be and something to do. ...and possibly someone to maim.

he's full of pent-up energy, so he can be found roaming almost anywhere in the dome. ]