Voice Post #3

[deadcenter_crow]

What was up with this last event crap? Some kind of psycho dream.

Tch.

[Pauses a moment.]

To the brat who saw under the eye patch...you're definitely a weirdo. Wanting to see something like that.

[He stops a moment then gives a short laugh.]

Freaky weirdo. But maybe I'll decide to like that stuck up personality you got going.

Comments

[godchild]

I'll let that 'brat' comment slide, considering the circumstances.

I don't remember having the chance to ask how you lost the eye? [Affected or unaffected, seems Cain is still interested in the matter. Imagine that]

[deadcenter_crow]

Huh. Still want to know about all that, huh?

There are tournament fights in the prison I'm in. I lost so I got to be a part of a lottery to find out what body part would be taken from me for science. My right eye was it.

[godchild]

I see.

[Cain makes a face. Considering Dr. Jezebel would like to have his own eyes for his personal collection, Cain finds the notion especially distasteful. Not disgusting, mind, but certainly undignified and crude]

I suppose you were fortunate not to have lost something more vital, or something that didn't come in pairs.

[deadcenter_crow]

Heh. Doesn't matter much to me. That fight was good.