four: video.

[purpletaint]

[ For the first time since he's arrived, video reveals the clever little instigator that's been playing his hand around the city. But whether or not the white-haired child is a surprise, it's soon clear that this video is not planned. The angle is off, revealing him from a upward angle, his hand clutched at his side

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[usagggiiii]

How amusing!

[not here]

[purpletaint]

[ The voice is unfamiliar; therefore, there exists no need to reply to it in this state of mind. Amusing, was it. Possibly. Yes. He might think so, given the chance. ]

video; private.

[redeify]

[ my, my. it's been very exciting to watch it all going down thus far, but it's really typical of this sort of thing: it's all fun and games and until someone's loses a cute underling. ]

Albedo.

video; private.

[purpletaint]

[ His name issues forth from something he had forgotten about--a device tight around his wrist. He looks at it as if it's something strange before placing the word as something to reference himself. Yes, right. If there were things to bring him back from the abyss, dark and deep where monsters tread, and wasn't the irony flawless and fitting for only monsters would--

If there were things that would regain himself, it was said in the tones. He swallows, memories sliding against themselves. ]

Yes.

video; private.

[redeify]

[ well, that's a positive sign. dai's voice is humourless, but it's certainly lost none of its fondness. even when he's crazy, albedo is really very cute. ] Gone and scared yourself, have you?... You're looking a little sick, already.

... It looks like I misjudged just how much protection would be needed. Its severity. You forgive me for my lack of foresight, don't you?

[ his poor cute pet. he's fascinating when he's like this, the strange way his senses come around, and he responds. so short and ineloquent, and very much unlike him.

dai laces his fingers together in front of him, tilting his head like he imagines an understanding guardian might. ] ... What is it? This amusing thought. I would so love to share in the joke.

video; private.

[purpletaint]

[ There's a tick in his mind, enough of something else (not himself) to ask him to step more carefully, to not speak out as quickly as things opened to him. Red had vanished, sight unseen, and still Albedo's eyes are wide, something of madness more visible within them.

Fear? He laughs again, near the same; there is nothing controlled in the act. ] ...No, not fear, I'm afraid. [ An irony; isn't that clever, now? ]

Not sick either. [ No more sick than he was, and isn't that the entirety of the truth? ] Just glancing demons, glimpsing betrayals; stark truth in blood, only in form.

[ He had been asked a question, had he not? And despite himself, and the essence in his mind prompting him not to, he answers. For the first time he focuses on Dai, and not on the rolling fog. When he smiles, the expression is more fitting for a corpse. ] Only a heart, sight unseen, and another bearing it, holding it still. To crush beneath them, if they would, if it pleases, but instead they just--keep it--walk away as if-- No, it's nothing, isn't it.