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Mar 13, 2011 22:20

{The recording starts with a loud... yawn, of all things, our dottore and his infamous, goggled visage looming into view as he settles in at his Arena work area, Forge propped up before him on the counter top. He appears lethargic, holding his head up with a hand sheathed in leather.}

So many gone. So many come. Trapped, released. Trapped, released.

{A stretch, neck craned and pulled til an audible crack hits the mic, sickening bone clicking back into place, and he resumes his earlier position, seemingly relieved.}

Are we truly sad they're gone, or merely envious of their liberation from this place? It seems so many have left. Even that brothel around the corner is shut down, it appears. I hadn't even noticed til this afternoon.

{Leaning back, arms folded loosely over his middle, he's silent for a moment.}

Dawn. If you'd like to come by for that lunch and... cookie... I'd be happy to accommodate you. I won't charge you for another appointment, either, so long as you bring along a sample of your muffins.

{And let me smell you, because that's even better than muffins.}

Just let me know, and we'll arrange something. Contrary to what people may think of me, I am pleased that you've returned to us safe.

spike, zack fair, dawn summers, !malfatto, kunsel, priscilla

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