47 [Voice]

[berceusedefou]

I can't be the only one who thinks this is terribly suspicious, can I? Or have you all forgotten the dreams so soon in your enthusiasm for the miserable sky that's afforded us no more freedom than before?

There was a mention of a virus, of infection. The itching, the burning... Devouring

Comments

[vaterunser]

Not all of us are braindead simpletons, Alfred.

[berceusedefou]

Which is why I said most, you see.

[vaterunser]

And here I was going to attempt to engage you in serious discussion instead of insulting your hygiene, political standing, heritage, and religion.

[berceusedefou]

You're so dreadfully conversational, aren't you Vergil?

[vaterunser]

I can be, under the right circumstances, Alfred. A pity you can't seem to grasp that.

[berceusedefou]

A pity you continue to bother me when you have nothing of importance to say.

[vaterunser]

The same could be said for you. A lot of pointless drivel.

[berceusedefou]

When you're choking out your lung and then eating it, don't say I didn't warn you.

[vaterunser]

An impossibility, I'm afraid, dearest Alfred.

[berceusedefou]

Then leave me be, would you?

[vaterunser]

Absolutely not. If there's a threat of such a virus, there are others that could be affected.

I come to you for your knowledge, not to stroke your ego.

[berceusedefou]

If you come fore knowledge, then you need to ask for knowledge and not baselessly insult me and hope I give you what you want in a fit of rage.

[vaterunser]

As was my original intention, until someone decided to use the sarcasm card.

[berceusedefou]

I wasn't being sarcastic. I was merely correcting your mistake.

[vaterunser]

One would think you would know better than to make blanket statements, Alfred.

[berceusedefou]

But it's true. Most of the people here are daft, really.