Ninety-One. [Audio.]

[lying_obedience]

[Soft breaths, something like tapping.]

I don't want--

No.

[Obvious shifting. The lightest scrape of fingernails against a hard surface -- scratching.]

Please, I...

No. I don't want to.

[A pause. Followed by...sniffling (??) and a whisper.]

He's here. Nn--

...Heh.

[More scratching, scraping. Slight static, end audio.]

[ooc: Not cursed.

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[obliviomancy]

Hey. Uh... You okay?

[lying_obedience]

...No.

[obliviomancy]

What happened?

[lying_obedience]

You wouldn't understand.

[obliviomancy]

I will if you explain it.

1/2

[lying_obedience]

[lying_obedience]

He's here.

[obliviomancy]

Who?

[lying_obedience]

...My master.

[obliviomancy]

... Huh? How can you have a master?

[lying_obedience]

I belong to him.

[obliviomancy]

You mean... like family?

[lying_obedience]

Master and servant.

[obliviomancy]

Oh. So that's your job?

[lying_obedience]

...

No.

[obliviomancy]

Then... I don't get it.