Death Emizel (
trademark_skull) wrote in
paixaomb2012-12-16 11:25 am
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[Deep inside the walls of St. Destino a demon found the jackpot of all journals. Though some of them were rather beaten up. All of them worked after getting booted up but were usually pretty slow or glitchy, something he might have to deal with if he couldn't find one better than that.]
Come on, please work... [He gave the current one a shake when it looked like it might be froze up for a second. Thankfully that seemed to have been all it needed.]
... Is anyone there?
Come on, please work... [He gave the current one a shake when it looked like it might be froze up for a second. Thankfully that seemed to have been all it needed.]
... Is anyone there?

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You?
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You're back too?
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What happened to you?
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... I rather not talk about it. [Came off more bitterly than sad. If NiGHTS was going to continue being dark then why would it concern him?]
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... I don't hate you, Emizel.
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[Sounds a bit more angry and... Wait, maybe should rephrase that.]
... Not here.
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... St. Destino. I could meet you outside.
[This was really strange, why the sudden change?]
... You really don't hate me? That's definitely not what it seemed like before.
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No. I'm angry with you, but I never hated you. And I really did want to play a game. Anyway, it was fun, wasn't it?
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I'm on my way. I'll bring your journal.
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Oh you
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[Because that's specific.]