97; Voice Post

[therippling]

Isn't it nice and pretty?

[a muffled noise, like a gagged voice]

All silver, not like any human eye.

[the woman's voice is soft, like she's coddling a child, accompanied by the sound of breaking bones and agonized cries, still muffled]

... Hmm. You're no use if you don't think it's pretty.

[metal on metal, and a wet gurgle]... No use at all

Comments

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[veryancient]

Playing again, Ophelia?

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[therippling]

I'm allowed.

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[veryancient]

I'm fairly curious if you ever think anything out?

All this will do is have the humans rage at you. You needn't broadcast what you do. It's far less troublesome that way.

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[therippling]

I like it.

I could never tell, back home. Each one was my little secret.

[becomedemons]

The things one can overhear in this place put every holonet channel I've ever seen to shame.

[therippling]

Holonet?

[becomedemons]

It's a bit like television, in the late 21st century.

[therippling]

21st century...

[therippling]

Not really.

[therippling]

Then don't listen.

[oneeyedservant]

Your eyes are growing well, Miss Ophelia?

[therippling]

Got one finished!

[oneeyedservant]

That is certainly excellent news.

How much longer until a full recovery?

[therippling]

A week, maybe. The other one's almost done.

[orphanedpuppy]

I'm already out!!

...

W-what were those noises?

[therippling]

How nice.

Dinner.

[orphanedpuppy]

Yeah, I'm glad I didn't have to stay long.

Ohhh, okay.

Do you need me to bring you anything while I'm in the city?

[therippling]

Nope.