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[dieinnafire]

How many of us ought to be dead, I wonder. I don't mean those wrought with survivor's guilt or a poor sense of self-worth, but rather the ones who know they have passed on in their home world. Do come introduce yourself.

Or, if such a topic is too heavy for this night...

What are your plans for the upcoming holiday of lovers?

((zzz))

Comments

[nocturnemission]

I don't really wanna think about it, though...

[dieinnafire]

Your death? Or the holiday?

[nocturnemission]

My death. I don't really care about the holiday.

[dieinnafire]

Violent, was it?

[royalaschole]

It's ironic, considering the name of this place.

[dieinnafire]

I suppose. I must admit I never quite thought of it that way before though. --The name, I mean.

[royalaschole]

Maybe she just wants to see us die again.

[dieinnafire]

The Lady Director?

[chuckles]
But she has provided us with such clever means of not finding solace in death.

[thedandymancan]

Feeling dark tonight, are we?

[dieinnafire]

Merely curious.

[thedandymancan]

Are there that many?

[dieinnafire]

There are a number of us.

[necessaryevil]

You already know me.

[dieinnafire]

I do. There are a few besides the two of us that I am aware of as well, but I feel there should be more.

[necessaryevil]

It wouldn't be surprising.

[dieinnafire]

Precisely. Is it so wrong that I wish to know?

[littlestsoldier]

As if anyone could win in a fight against me. And as for that lame human holiday, I doubt it.

[dieinnafire]

Not all deaths come in fights.

[littlestsoldier]

As if ANYTHING could defeat me.

[dieinnafire]

My lord Michael is luckier than most.