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[he'd heard mention of the creatures, but--honestly--he'd paid them very little mind. As silly as it was, it has been dreams that have been taking up the majority of his attention for the past few days.  He knew they were just nightmares, nothing more than figments of whatever lurked around in his somewhat off-kilter mind. They weren't real. They

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[Amelia needs to talk to Legato. He is harsh and cold, but he's not what people have been saying--what her dreams have been showing. Just like her father isn't that man, isn't responsible for making her mother suffer just like so many countless others. So when she sees Legato's journal broadcasting, Amelia of course listens--

To those sounds--

Those unmistakable sounds--]

LEGATO!

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[his voice isn't right. He sounds detached, somehow, amidst the infuriating thrashing and snarling]

Not now, Amelia.

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Yes, now. Legato, listen to me!

[Please, please listen. Amelia is far from detached, all but on the verge of panic as she practically begs Legato to come off the brink. She knows what this is, why he's doing it--but its not based in reality, even if it somehow feels that way.]

They're just dreams. You aren't that way, so just stop. Please.

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[just mention of the dreams is enough to bring it back, and he snaps at her]

What do you know about it?

[then he reigns in his voice a bit, but the crack of bone makes up for it]

It's just a monster, anyway.

[goldenglasses]

LEGATO!

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[something about hearing his name said like that. Hearing it from him... it causes an eerie sense of deja vu]

I don't have time for an outburst from you, right now.

[goldenglasses]

Stop it! You're going to kill it!

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[had they had this argument before? he couldn't imagine when they would have...]

You're right.