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[hispoisonsmile]

My. I've never known a gift to not have a price.. so what prices will we all be paying for this so-called generosity? Perhaps I'm simply too accustomed to the games the courts play. It's rather difficult to look at it all with anything but suspicion.

I should have wished for my health. That would've been a lovely gift. Though the price for

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[13sugars]

... You know, I really hope there isn't a price.

[Because Abel just got a room full of candy. He'll post gushing about it later]

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[hispoisonsmile]

[ the video clicks on to cesare, seated at the head of his bed with his knees curled to his chest. there are some sheets of paper around him and he's twiddling a pen between the fingers of one hand, smirking in amusement at the video ]

Abel.. what sort of thing did you get, then?

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[13sugars]

[There's a pause, and Abel turns the video on. Oh mai... Look at all that candy. It looks like it's pretty high quality candy too, given the wrappers and such. There's even the occasional cookie tossed into it, as well as a fine china tea pot and a package of tea]

It's like Christmas!

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[hispoisonsmile]

[ for a long moment, cesare is visibly stunned, eyes roaming over the pile as if he can't quite believe it. at last, though, he laughs, the sound just as shocked ]

Abel! I certainly hope there's no price! You'll be paying for that the rest of eternity!

[ he'd needed the laugh more than he realised. he was quickly beginning to see that abel was really good at that, appealing to the part of him that could still find amusement in things. though a rather odd man, abel was--
-- but then he freezes on-screen, the pen falling from his fingers and both palms going to his eyes, the heels pressing hard against the lids. abel was.. abel was not what he said. he--
--so much blood, and those eyes, like a beast--
--black feathers, a city full of death--
--hunger and fury and--
--so many years, mourning her--
--no hope, no hope for redemption, could he ever--
--and he finds himself contorted in the sheets, choking back the pain of the vision. he'd thought.. he'd thought with the chip in, he wouldn't have to see those things.. he

[hakai_aniki]

Someone else is suspicious of this, I see!

[hispoisonsmile]

Ah.. yes, I suppose I am. I don't really trust gifts.

[hakai_aniki]

I don't trust the 'strange events' of this city. People are conveniently overlooking this one because it seems pleasant to most of them.

[hispoisonsmile]

This sort of thing happens often, then? I'm afraid I haven't been here terribly long.

[nomnomguts]

Mm, I suppose, but for the moment, everyone seems so very happy!

Ah~ did you end up wishing for anything else?

[hispoisonsmile]

Once I realised they were coming true? I'm afraid not. I do not like being in anyone's debt.

/so slow orz

[nomnomguts]

Mm~ a risk you are not prepared to take? I suppose it's rather worrying, wondering if our mysterious benefactors will demand payment for their gifts.

<3

[hispoisonsmile]

It's not that, really. I simply don't like accepting gifts from strangers.

[boy_fatality]

It's happened before several times with no known repercussions. Still, I believe you're right to be wary.

[hispoisonsmile]

These sorts of gifts? Truly? My, at least I know to be wary from now on.

[boy_fatality]

Yes, like I said, several times. Usually things from home or small necessities. Never to this scale.

[hispoisonsmile]

I suppose it might be from another source, then. Don't you think?