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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[simplyteasing]

Ah, that explains it.

[afeatherpillow]

Hah?

[simplyteasing]

I was wondering where you had gotten off to, boy.

[afeatherpillow]

Please don't call me that. I know it's been a year, but please don't call me that. [Pause.] And yes. I was institutionalized. It's been some year.

[simplyteasing]

Jumpy, aren't we?

[ A beat. ]

I meant no disrespect. I've simply forgotten your name.

[afeatherpillow]

It's Katurian.

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[simplyteasing]

Ah, yes! That was it, yes. . .It has been some time since we last met, hasn't it?

[simplyteasing]

How have you been? [ A little amused: ] Outside of the your current situation, of course.

[afeatherpillow]

I've been good. Very good. I helped write a musical for the hospital. We're putting it on in two weeks.

[simplyteasing]

Ah, truly? Would this be another one of your macabre masterpieces, then?

[afeatherpillow]

[An audible smile.]

Something like that. My friend is doing the musical numbers.

[simplyteasing]

Satire, mystery, romance...?

[afeatherpillow]

An adventure. [Pause.] Sort of. I try not to put my work in boxes. It limits their scope.

[simplyteasing]

Spoken like a true artiste. You can almost hear how proud of it you are.

[ He's slightly amused. ]

Would the show be open to the general public?