seven. voice.

[afeatherpillow]

[Katurian still isn't so great at public speaking - aside from his storytelling - and when the communicator clicks on, it takes him several moments to find his words. All the same, he's steadier than usual. Controlled.]

I have good news. Everyone. [Pause.] As of this morning, I've entered a reformation program to help me adjust to living in the

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voice;

[enigmaestro]

[Somehow, miraculously, he repressed the instinctual dry tone:]

My congratulations, Katurian.

voice;

[afeatherpillow]

Thank you.

voice;

[enigmaestro]

You must be. Quite proud of yourself.

voice;

[afeatherpillow]

Those might not be the words I'd use exactly, but yes. I am.

voice / private.

[iknowyourfear]

[ a long pause, like this isn't something he normally asks, and it comes out awkwardly: ]

So. Are you okay, or what?

voice / private.

[afeatherpillow]

They've got my blood on her scalpel. I told the police that she attacked me, after she lost it.

voice / private.

[iknowyourfear]

Yeah, well. [ there's something hard in his voice when he says: ] We did what we had to.

voice / private.

[afeatherpillow]

I'm not disagreeing.

voice;

[nottheanswers]

Some people in there it would probably be good to get away from.

voice;

[afeatherpillow]

Oh, it's been long established that we don't have very good security.

voice;

[nottheanswers]

That's certainly the impression I've come away with.

voice;

[afeatherpillow]

Kind of ruins the nuances of the word 'asylum,' if you ask me.

[afeatherpillow]

[Startled pause.]

That's a little blunt, don't you think?

[afeatherpillow]

True. Yes. [Pause.] Some very bad things happened to me, here and in my home world. I had difficulties adjusting, and I hurt people.

[wrong_sometimes]

We should have a party for you. Or something. Welcome back to the real world.

...told you.

[afeatherpillow]

Yeah, yeah. You got me beat this time.

[wrong_sometimes]

Darn straight.

[afeatherpillow]

What did you have in mind?