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[worldentire]

I'm beginnin' t'think this place isn't as fantastic as I thought it was.

[He takes a long drag off his cigarette and pauses. His voice is weary again, hoarse.] I had t'bar the door, just t'keep whatever's out there from comin' in here. Seems my past decided t'catch up with me, and I've got a Sister followin' me around, and...

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[skater_lynx]

That happens to everyone eventually. It sucks worse when you still want to stay.

[Locked]
So she's the reason you're addicted? She's your dealer?

[End of lock]

I'd take one but I'm bad with animals. I overfed Ritsuka's cat and made her fat. Orenji's cute fat but it was wrong of me.

[worldentire]

I'm not sure I have anywhere t'go.

[Locked]
Not so much my dealer, no. She... [sighs] It's hard t'explain.

[skater_lynx]

Do you believe in something after death?

[Locked]
Suit yourself~ So what are you going to do? Give in or try to fight?

[worldentire]

This is it, as far as I'm concerned.

[Locked]
[viciously] I'm not givin' in, that's for Goddamned sure. Not after what she did to me the first time.

[skater_lynx]

That's pretty twisted~ I wasn't dead when I came here but a few people were.

[Locked]
Don't bite my head off~ I'm not the one who got you addicted.

[worldentire]

I'm not keen on figurin' out just what after this is for me.

[Locked]
[sigh] I know. It's ... just... [darkly] Torture just doesn't sit with me when I'm on the receivin' end.

[skater_lynx]

Might as well. You're not going anywhere~

[Locked]
This is what you meant by giving and taking?

[worldentire]

...hn.

[Locked]
Not really. I meant more I look out for myself.

[Locked]

[skater_lynx]

Sounds like someone didn't know what he was doing until it was too late~

[locked]

[worldentire]

...I survived for more than fifty years like that, sport, thank you. It's not my fault I ran out've bullets at the wrong Goddamned second.

[locked]

[skater_lynx]

Then why does it bother you that it came back and bit you on the ass?

[audio] every time he talks a lot I have to fight with myself not to write his actions in Southern

[worldentire]

[is quiet for a long time. Finally, he replies, his voice quiet and dangerous and just slightly scared.] She tortured me. [His voice breaks just slightly, almost unnoticeable amongst the sounds of the radio.] She tortured me and she transformed me and she controlled my mind. She made me a monster, she took everything away from me and then she sent me to die. I had t'beg for death. I had t'plead with the last very ounce'a my mind for someone t'put a Goddamned bullet between my eyes.

And it didn't just take one bullet. It took bullets and fire and grenades t'kill me, thanks to the cocktail she pumped into me. It was slow, and it was agonizing, and every second of it was unbearable.

[On the other end of the radio, he's shaking. His voice had a sort of deadly lull behind it - deep and quiet and vicious. It obviously affects him a great deal. He lights a cigarette carefully and lets out a long breath, trying to calm himself again.]

[audio] I don't mind, the grammar police are after me for pronouns

[skater_lynx]

[He listens quietly without interruption but when Sinclair finishes Haru is still quiet. There's the sound of a bottle being opened and a shot of booze being poured. Haru gulps it down in one swallow and puts the glass down hard enough to be heard.

The quarter mulls over the words and how eerily similar to own feelings on revenge Sinclair comes. It surprises Haru that he understands when he's spent so much time trying not to identify himself like this.]

Well, what are you going to do? Kill her? She's just going to come back~

[His voice softens as he flat out drops the flamboyant inclination that peppers his speech when he's generally speaking.]

It'll feel good but it doesn't make difference even if it's not Wonderland. You think she made you a monster? It's different when someone makes you one and if you make yourself into one. It's hard to go back.

She probably doesn't even care what she's done. [He adds a little quieter.] If you want help, I wouldn't mind. No one puts anything past me anymore.

[audio] XDDD ohgod not the grammar police

[worldentire]

I- [sighs heavily, sounds defeated] .. no, I'm not goin' t'kill her. That isn't -- It's good enough that she drowned t'death, alone. It's just..

Now that she's here, she'll be able t'further torment me. I wouldn't be surprised if she showed up at my door, aimin' t'break me down again.

[audio]

[skater_lynx]

Teach her that you're not worth the trouble. Make friends. Don't tell her where you are or move. You could always move in with someone. Safety in numbers usually seems to work unless you're really good at hiding.

[audio]

[worldentire]

I am, but... the mansion, for all its curious behaviors, isn't infinite. She's goin' t'find me eventually.

Only one or two people know where my room is, so .. hopefully she won't ever find her way up t'me. That's part've the reason I never use this here camera.