[ There is a stumble. A crash. It is promptly followed by furious hissing that sounds as if it would far better befit a dragon than a man, but there is good reason for such hissing. Such as running into things in the room as he moves around it, though he has the distinct sensation of things.. shifting. Or he could almost say. A hand presses into
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"The Castle".
Scientists.
Black Mesa.
I guess it's all really the same when it comes down to it.
I would put my money on the scientists, though.
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.. Scientists.. I should have guessed. They have never done anything good for me.
[ And indeed they never have. ]
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[Except for maybe the whole making her part. Whatever. Didn't count.]
I presume that you have just had the pleasure of finding yourself in this proposed magical castle.
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[ Magic is something he understands and his head tips backwards to press to the wall, another growl escaping his throat as his hand lifts. His eyes are open, but he sees nothing. ]
I would not call this a pleasure.
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No, my sarcasm modulator seems to be working just fine. You just didn't pick up on it.
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Oh, is that what it was? Perhaps it was just you being misfunctional.
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So, what did you lose?
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Did they now? Perhaps you should.. get them checked.
And the one thing most warriors dislike losing in the middle of their lives. Sight.
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Well, that explains a lot.
[Her tone sounds like Sephiroth had just admitted he was mentally retarded.]
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So what did the place take from you?
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