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[entreats]

That sounds like it'd be a pain. [ IS THAT HOW YOU'VE DECIDED TO SUM IT UP, ANGE.... ]

I mean, if you're going to die as well, we might as well somehow talk it over in the afterlife. Then I'll say something like "sorry for letting you bore to death" and then you say "no, it's okay, let's have tea instead" and then we forever have tea parties in heaven. Sounds like the perfect fairytale, something like "and then they didn't live, but it sure was happily ever after".

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[ANGE how are you so great. there's a delicate snort of amusement from his end of the line...]

My, I had never imagined myself with a perfect fairytale ending such as that. Perhaps there's something to be said about our respectively unsuitable and moronic deaths, if that's where it lands us.

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Oh, there's a perfect amount of things to say about it. But in the end it all comes down to "we all saw it coming", most likely. Which is exactly what everyone will say when they see our corpses. And then they'll just shake their heads and move on with their days.

[ It's not too far off the mark, right.... ]

There won't even be one of those fancy funerals with tea and cake.

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[yeah that's pretty accurate... more or less exactly what he expects whenever he kicks the bucket.]

I could certainly see that happening. How unfortunate though, I'd much prefer a fancy funeral than just being left out in the sun to... well, I suppose I wouldn't rot, at least. [his biology will preserve him as a crystal forever or at least until it cracks into dust and blows away in the wind, how romantic]

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[ God, Charles, how Twilight can you get!! ]

Aren't we special. [ And with "we" she means Charles, of course.. ] Sorry that us lowly commoners actually have to rot away after all and inconvience everyone else with the terrible smell in our selfish ways.

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[so twilight that all he's missing is the sparkly sunlight thing!!

anyway that gets an amused snort because hearing it from Ange somehow seems like less of an insult and more of a joke that he can be a part of, even if he's technically the butt of it...] Ah, well, not everyone can be blessed with the ability to not stink up a town after dying. It's an unfortunate thing for the rest of you, but at least you won't have to worry about it in the post-mortem afterlife tea party.

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.. Sounds like we're getting off pretty okay in the end then, huh? How lucky. [ Except for the fact they'd.. both.. be.. dead.. but let's ignore that fact for now, obviously. ]

Well, I can't say I'd entirely mind it, either way. You're pretty good company.

[ She managed to get something out without having to do in a really roundabout manner.. good job, Ange!! ]

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The only fortune I'll have seen in years. [yes even with the whole being dead part apparently... still, he will elegantly sidestep that, too!! or kind of elegantly, because he can't handle that kind of forwardness Ange please. he's so glad this is audio, he will never learn how to gracefully accept people saying they don't mind being around him...]

—Yes, well, I suppose there could be worse situations or people to end up with than you, as well.

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[ Oh god, Charles. She's slowly starting to learn why people like teasing her so much about it, because when she's seeing the entirely same attitude with someone else now, even she is starting to feel the urge to push it a little.. not that it means she isn't going to still blame people for embarassing her later. She's a hypocrite, okay. ]

So I actually get placed above some things? Lucky me. I mean, it'd suck if I was less pleasant company than a bunch of crocodiles who haven't eaten in weeks.

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[it's okay, she's in good hypocritical company. he also teases people with traits that he (sometimes unwittingly) shares... anyway she just gets an INDIGNANT SCOFF at that.]

By a scant margin. Still, it's better than the ranking most here would get.

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.. [ She hums a little, as if she's Seriously Considering everything Charles is saying here. ]

I guess I'll have to take it for now. It's already a lot better than what I've been called in the past, so I'm okay with being slightly better company than ferocious animals. .. Although I'd assume other people being a little closer to ferocious animals has more to do with them being boring than them being dangerous, I'm sure. [ She's met some people here that are extreme weenies... ]

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[haven does have its share of weenies it's true... either way her fake serious consideration appears to be more than enough for him!]

Boredom can be a danger in and of itself, you know. If it were possible to die from it, some people here would be more dangerous than even the most starving of feral beasts. So! You are indeed in a relatively good position, compared to most.

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[ Message received, Charles. No matter how it's in the most roundabout way ever. Except there's one more thing that she can't say as directly that she actually was a little worried about until now, especially since she didn't hear from Charles at all..

But then there's the problem. How does she ask it. This isn't something can be said in a roundabout way to begin with but if she says it directly it'll be a disaster.. why is this life so hard. ]

Yeah. [ ... AWKWARD SILENCE.. ]

So.. um. [ God, this is the worst. ] .. You're back to normal now, right?

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[oh god Ange tried so hard got so far... it's probably a good thing she didn't try for the roundabout route though, considering he might not have gotten it. PEOPLE EXPRESSING CARE IS STILL A NEW THING he's still touched oh no his cold black heart is touched...]

...I am, yes. Thank you. [ENJOY THAT ANGE it is probably like the second genuine thanks he's said in years. there's actually some detectable gratitude in his voice and everything! truly, it is a rarity.] You wouldn't know it, but if I hadn't been returned to normal, I wouldn't be able to hold the telephone.

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W-well--!

[ Sorry, but when she's driven into a corner by her own social awkwardness she can't help but get a little tsunsnappy since even though he says "you wouldn't know it" she does remember him not being able to hold the cards back there.. her hand is clutching the phone so tightly that her knuckles are turning white, Ange please don't destroy it accidentally.. at least she did get to hear that genuine thank you, better take a picture so it'll last longer. ]

.. I wouldn't exactly put it beyond you to just go find another way to talk into it. You know, like making someone your slave so they can do it for you or whatever.

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[tsunsnappy... it's okay, that is a mood he can understand well, and he doesn't even have good reasons for it. he also actually didn't mean that as a jab either, shockingly! he was hoping most people would think he simply didn't want his hand to be seen, not accurately assume that he was physically incapable of using them.]

I would have, certainly! It would be a horrid inconvenience for me on a whole, though. [and not for the person forced into phone holding servitude, apparently??] Just having to depend on others for those four weeks was enough to cure me of the urge.

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So no phone slaves for you, got it. [ Phew. Okay, Ange, calm down and breathe, come down from your tsunsnappy cloud when there's no reason to be snappy at all.. ]

I just wanted to make sure though. My eye came back, but I figured that just regrowing an eye wouldn't that big of a deal if they can revive people too. So I didn't know if the same happened for everyone.

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Fortunately not. [oh no he is vaguely amused JUST VAGUELY... but the amusement is definitely there...]

Oh my, are you trying to tell me that you lied about being rat food? [charles stop] Hm, hm... Well, we've all had a bit of good luck there in that everyone was returned to normal. [he's grateful, though, hearing that Ange had been returned to her original state too. that brings another, less pleasant thing to mind...] ...Have you scars?

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[ charles can you ever let go of a joke

(the answer is no isn't it) ]

Sorry to say it, but I've managed to escape an untimely death for now, so you'll have to put up with me here a little more instead of at our afterlife tea party. [ and then a switch between a ridiculous topic and a completely serious one like it's nothing-- ] Thanks to that friendly doctor I've got a scar left across my eye, yeah. He practically clawed it out, so that's the mark that's left from it. I already told Ciel-san I'd make up some cool story like me having wrestled a bear or something like that, she said it might impress some people who came from the same place as her.

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[the answer is indeed a big fat no...]

Ah, how disappointing. I was so looking forward to that nice party. [IT'S OKAY ANGE he transitions with just as much ease, how normal.]

Hah... It's a wretched thing, isn't it? Even if you come up with the grandest of stories for it. I suppose nothing can be done for it until we can return the gifts in kind, but that wait is going to be so looong. I'm already antsy! [SOMEONE'S BITTER.]

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You really are still that pissed at him, huh? [ THAT'S AN UNDERSTATEMENT.. Charles' bitterness is so thick in his words you could probably cut it with a knife if you really wanted to at this point. ] Not that I blame you. I mean, he's one of the most annoying people I probably met, and that's saying a lot considering the population of this place.

.. It's probably going to be a real long while until that though, yeah. Kite doesn't show himself multiple times in a row quickly.

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I have plenty of antagonistic feelings to spare. [ie yes, yes he is still that pissed. Charles is actually the champion of holding grudges, his longest one is three decades and counting!]

Calling him an annoyance is a kindness, honestly. ...But he certainly does seem to have a habit of ducking back into his shell as soon as he's been bested. All of the most irritating people do.

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[ Seconding that, Charles. The most irritating people are always the ones you can never reach, it's pretty much the musical of her life. For a moment she's thoughtfully quiet though, before she asks-- ]

.. So you don't know what happened to him after all that? It's pretty much a blur to me since I was ushered out of that place and back here so quickly through all the fighting people.

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Unfortunately, I was too busy being shot at to stop and hunt him down. [sure is a hard knock life when you're a tiny moth mutant. their respective life musicals are so tragic...]

I haven't the slightest where he went or whether or not he's dead, but I won't hold my breath. [which he's actually a tiny bit grateful for because he totally wants to be present when Kite dies a miserable death.] ...Though that does remind me, the soldiers all reacted so strangely to us. I have severe doubts that they know what's going on in that building.

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[ .. Ack. It's a little awkward to hear. Honestly, as relieved as she had been when Senji had come to save her and even carry her away, she still was worried about the people she cared about she had left behind - and what Charles is telling her now only confirms her fears that they weren't left to a terribly great kind of escape. At least he seems fine now, but.. she still can't help but feel a little guilty all the same.

"Sorry." She can't say it out loud, but if she thinks it loudly enough, just maybe... ]

I guess they're probably keeping the people from this place in the dark about everything.. I mean, there's got to be quite some out there. That nurse said she had a son too and I haven't seen any kids around that place at all.