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[emperor_cowboy]

[He can be seen jerking awake, just before falling out of the bed he was lying in... and the video switches to voice as the communicator fell to the floor. The sound of dragging himself back into bed can be heard.]

Son of a ... ergh...
Wh-what? Oh god...

All those people-- That was a dream?... Wasn't it? Wasn't it??

No... no it wasn't!

How do I even- I'm sorry!! I didn't mean to do any of it! I would never go out of my way to hurt a woman...!


Ugh... I... I think I'm going to be sick...

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[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

[Oh yes and he's right there seated in the bedside chair like nothing is amiss at all.]

So what was it like?

1/2

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Huh? What was what--

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He yelps again and scrambles to get away... meeting with the floor again.]

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

[He wonders if he'll give himself a concussion if he does that enough.]

Still just a fool.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

You expected me NOT to try to put distance between us?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

[Walking over, he fists Hol by his shirt and tosses him back on the bed.]

No I expect you to answer my question.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He can only wince... and struggles to maintain a steady voice when speaking.]

I-I don't remember the question.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Your death.

[Taking his seat back nonchalantly, he leans in with morbid interest.]

What was it like?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

WHAT? That question is.... is ....

Goasksomeoneelse.

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Tch.

You're the one that died, idiot.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

It was...

[He seemed to shudder at remembering it.]

Agonizing pain... and then nothing. Why... Why are you here?

[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

Nothing?

[Not really paying attention to the last question, he seems slightly perturbed by the answer.]

That's all?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

What... were you expecting me to say?


[He's not exactly sure of this guy anymore... and he still wanted to know why he was there. Perhaps just to mock him.]

[oneenemyleft.livejournal.com]

You're...

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Oh...


Oh god.


Look I'm... I'm really sorry about the other day!
Really, I'm not that type of person!!

[oneenemyleft.livejournal.com]

...



It's... it's okay.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

.... No, not it's not. I want to make it up to you somehow, I don't know why I said the things I did or-or...



I don't even know you, and that was a horrible first impression to leave on someone.

[oneenemyleft.livejournal.com]

Everyone is talking about... 'Malice.' It changes your personality...

You, too... right...?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Malice?

[oneenemyleft.livejournal.com]

An illness. If... it you had it, it wouldn't have been your fault, and...

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

That...

That was an illness??

[oneenemyleft.livejournal.com]

...The police said—something like that...

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

...


Enough about that... are you--
Ah, are you doing better?

[oneenemyleft.livejournal.com]

...


I'm okay. It's really fine. I... I'm not mad or anything, if you really... did have the illness.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

If... if the symptoms included a random fever that never went away...