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[eluchil]

*decides to go out*

*picks up old clothes and empties out pockets, moving an assortment of coins and random things into new clothes*

*finds a vial of a sinister looking liquid*

*remembers*

*goes for a walk along the darkned beach, fingering the vial and thinking about my sinister benefactor*

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[might_arisen]

*makes use of nifty Ainu skills and turns up*

[eluchil]

*stares intently at you*

Hey.

[might_arisen]

Hello, Dior.

[eluchil]

*stares at you, feeling slightly uncertain*

I remember you... you were sympathetic to a rather confused and irate child.

*smiles coldly*

[might_arisen]

I have answers to questions others aren't prepared to see.

[eluchil]

*raises an eyebrow*

Such as?

[might_arisen]

The silence of darkness.

[eluchil]

*stares into your eyes*

Elaborate.

[might_arisen]

Death. Sweet death.

[eluchil]

*feels strangely elated by these words*

*moves closer to you, fixating on your eyes*

[might_arisen]

You want her to die, don't you? To suffer as you have?

*fixes him with an enigmatic stare*

[eluchil]

*stares back, eyes glazing over*

Yes... suffer... just as I was forced to endure... except worse...

[might_arisen]

You can make her suffer... you can make all her pale flesh writhe in sorrow...

[eluchil]

*breathes deeply*

tell me more...

[might_arisen]

You can make her cry out for you in her death throws, fair and needy, as once she was... but only then..

[eluchil]

*closes eyes*

*sighs deeply and blissfully*