[The picture is rather dark and cuts on suddenly. There's a steady pace of movement and the sound of the sea. The image shifts suddenly as the owner sits down close to the water's edge. The strong ember light of a cigarette can be seen in the darkness . It's Vicious and he's sitting in the darkness at the beach, watching with mild interest. The
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Suit yourself. Waste your own time however you please.
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Same to you, buddy.
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[Othello approaches him with an amiable smile. My, my, someone looks grumpy.]
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You cannot find the darkness without light.
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I have come to question that myself.
[Her voice is cool, expression blank. Hello there good sir, she isn't in the best of moods either.]
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He glances at her for a moment, the expression remained the same, neither inviting, nor excluding as he had no reason for either. Then he returns his gaze to watching the lanterns.]
A waking dream is still a dream. Even in an attempt to scare, this place holds a hollow air.
[Vicious was beginning to understand just a little of a certain dreamer's perspective, a personable quality that the gray haired man seldom desired enough to do.]
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[Her gaze as well returns back to sea.]
Especially those who are thrown into a panic so easily.
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