[And he gets to see the young man stabbing... What the hell is going on? He just stares, confused rather than terrorized, as if he had seen thigs like these before, but still affected.]
[He leans back on his chair as if trying to identify something, hand on his chin. Kid's obviously not a soldier and that he's panicked. He leans forward.]
At the moment, I'm some guy who got drawn into this place again and just watched a kid murdering someone in what could be simple and plain assassination or an attended suicide. You are that kid, and I'm asking you, are you alright? And the other man?
[He looks at his watch taking the time since the video abrutly stopped and now. Then he closes his eyes and shakes his head, putting down his hand, knowing that is too late.]
[For 11-12 it's been quite some hours since the video happened but the community may only have shown it to Samuel recently.]
909's dead...
[He doesn't answer the part about himself but clearly he isn't alright. He seems like someone in mourning for the victim rather than the actual murderer.]
[Maybe it could be healthy to get the conversation going. If the young man has anything to get out of his chest, the time could be now. He's not good when it comes to being a psychologist of sorts, but he's good at getting information out of people. Maybe what young man speaks could help on keeping him sane. It works with soldiers. It works with him...]
I mean, would they kill you for something like this? Are you in danger, kid? That's the only thing that has me worried at the moment. Maybe you do deserve the punishment... maybe not... Right now, I don't care. There's one man dead in... wherever is it that you are... and I just want to know if you're going to be next for what you did?
[There. Plain and simple, like orders coming from the mouth of a veteran soldier, but at the same time like the preoccupied tunes in the voice of a caring father. By this time, he's leaning forward again, his right hand looking for something, and if one is observant enough, one can notice the butt of a pistol.]
[He's too distracted to notice much at the moment.]
I'm in The Village and I... don't think I'm in as much danger. Not anymore. I know Winry was worried when I told her that my fether wants us to take a trip to the mountains but I think he just wants me not to think about it.
I think he... somehow knows. He said something strange but then he was right back on trying to get me interested in finding a girl my own age in hopes of getting me married. I don't think he... cares. That 909 is gone. I think he's glad.
[He leans back, but doesn't look any more calmed anyways. His left hand moves over the monitor and in a few seconds a series of numbers appear on the top left corner.]
My frequency. Use it wisely if you need any help.
[He looks around, trying to spot anything past the young man. Then he shakes his head, rubbing his eyes all the while.]
Well... There's something I haven't seen in a few weeks... [He mutters under his breath.]
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You're not alright... Talk to me.
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Who are you?
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At the moment, I'm some guy who got drawn into this place again and just watched a kid murdering someone in what could be simple and plain assassination or an attended suicide. You are that kid, and I'm asking you, are you alright? And the other man?
[He looks at his watch taking the time since the video abrutly stopped and now. Then he closes his eyes and shakes his head, putting down his hand, knowing that is too late.]
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909's dead...
[He doesn't answer the part about himself but clearly he isn't alright. He seems like someone in mourning for the victim rather than the actual murderer.]
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Who was 909?
[Maybe it could be healthy to get the conversation going. If the young man has anything to get out of his chest, the time could be now. He's not good when it comes to being a psychologist of sorts, but he's good at getting information out of people. Maybe what young man speaks could help on keeping him sane. It works with soldiers. It works with him...]
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[He looks guilty - or guiltier - at that.]
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No signs of struggle. What happened?
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Would his fate be any worse if your father found out about you?
[He doesn't quite understand why killing the man yet. He shakes his head, knowing that this is not the time for such questions.]
What happens if you stay there? Two murders, one assisted, and the other unwanted... I don't see how could that make things any better.
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My father... He could do anything. I know he disapproves and he has all the power in this world.
[Then he frowns in confusion.]
What do you mean - two? You mean if.. I hadn't done that?
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[There. Plain and simple, like orders coming from the mouth of a veteran soldier, but at the same time like the preoccupied tunes in the voice of a caring father. By this time, he's leaning forward again, his right hand looking for something, and if one is observant enough, one can notice the butt of a pistol.]
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I'm in The Village and I... don't think I'm in as much danger. Not anymore. I know Winry was worried when I told her that my fether wants us to take a trip to the mountains but I think he just wants me not to think about it.
I think he... somehow knows. He said something strange but then he was right back on trying to get me interested in finding a girl my own age in hopes of getting me married. I don't think he... cares. That 909 is gone. I think he's glad.
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My frequency. Use it wisely if you need any help.
[He looks around, trying to spot anything past the young man. Then he shakes his head, rubbing his eyes all the while.]
Well... There's something I haven't seen in a few weeks... [He mutters under his breath.]
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And, sorry, what's your name? I'm 11-12.
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