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[horror_symphony]

A gaunt... man shambles into the Nexus. He's wearing what could best be described as Victorian evening dress, albeit dusty with a few clinging particles of earth in the seams. His body is thin and gaunt, his features exaggerated from what looks at first glance like malnutrition. Upon closer inspection, he seems healthy, or at least in no danger of

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[notquiteabird]

"Seppuku," she says flatly. "No question." Her eyes twinkle though, hiding a laugh.

[horror_symphony]

"Seppuku?" he asks, turning the s into a z. "The irony would be amusing, but no."

[notquiteabird]

"It's always an option." She shrugs.

[horror_symphony]

"Yes, though an option rife with folly."

[notquiteabird]

"I know. I wouldn't do it, but it seemed like an entertaining thing to say at the time."

[horror_symphony]

"The act would be an amusing one to watch."

[notquiteabird]

"Yeah, it would be, wouldn't it?"