[The SFC turns on and reveals a dark figure slumped over a desk. Said figure is breathing harshly and there seems to be blood on their hands.]
Nn... [An eerie, surprisingly inhuman growl leaves the figure's lips. A pale, spidery hand reaches beyond the SFC's view and grabs...a bottle. Uncorking it with his teeth, Tom (whose face is now visible
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You seem to be enjoying yourself. [Sarcasm as well.]
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Or perhaps that is his soul?]
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I have no problem with it. Why do you ask~?
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[His voice was in a somewhat sarcastic tone but he'll raise an eyebrow.]
If so, my apologies.
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And what may I call you?
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My name is Tom.
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Tom? I see; a pleasure to meet you. I'm Vincent Nightray.
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[He's mostly just talking out loud until properly answering. A small smile.]
Certainly not underwater. You can say it's turned into quite the mysterious place with trouble brewing.
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[He hums.]
That sounds a bit like my world.
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[He's quite curious about it now.] I wouldn't mind hearing about it if that's okay with you.
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