71: [Voice]
[The communicator click on as it clatters to the floor, catching halfway through a conversation.]
--hear you.
[The silence lasts a few seconds, and then there's an answer in an identical voice, but so much softer in tone.]
I know.
What are you up to?
I'm not allowed to say.
Then go away. Surely your master has matters that need your attention.
He always does.
[There's silence for a little while longer, and then...]
You're still here.
Yes.
What do you want?
[More silence, and then a reply.]
Do you love him?
That is none of your concern.
I can make it my concern.
No. You can't.
[The silence seems to last a long time, and then, very quietly...]
What does it feel like?
[Saix doesn't answer.]
Please? I want to know.
As though there is something that matters more than my heart.
Despite what you-- we-- you did?
Hn. If I did not have a heart now, I would not be capable of thinking that.
Do you regret it?
No.
But you love him!
I did not, then.
And that means it doesn't matter?
For as long as he knows no better.
You're lying to him.
It is the nature of relationships.
What if he finds out?
He won't.
Then you had best hope he doesn't listen to the voice post your communicator has been broadcasting ever since you threw it at the mirror.
[There is the sharp sound of someone hissing a curse under their breath and striding over. A second later, the post abruptly ends. Shortly after that, it is deleted and replaced with a blank entry.
Whether your characters hear it before then or not is up to you!]
--hear you.
[The silence lasts a few seconds, and then there's an answer in an identical voice, but so much softer in tone.]
I know.
What are you up to?
I'm not allowed to say.
Then go away. Surely your master has matters that need your attention.
He always does.
[There's silence for a little while longer, and then...]
You're still here.
Yes.
What do you want?
[More silence, and then a reply.]
Do you love him?
That is none of your concern.
I can make it my concern.
No. You can't.
[The silence seems to last a long time, and then, very quietly...]
What does it feel like?
[Saix doesn't answer.]
Please? I want to know.
As though there is something that matters more than my heart.
Despite what you-- we-- you did?
Hn. If I did not have a heart now, I would not be capable of thinking that.
Do you regret it?
No.
But you love him!
I did not, then.
And that means it doesn't matter?
For as long as he knows no better.
You're lying to him.
It is the nature of relationships.
What if he finds out?
He won't.
Then you had best hope he doesn't listen to the voice post your communicator has been broadcasting ever since you threw it at the mirror.
[There is the sharp sound of someone hissing a curse under their breath and striding over. A second later, the post abruptly ends. Shortly after that, it is deleted and replaced with a blank entry.
Whether your characters hear it before then or not is up to you!]