045. Video
[The video is zoomed in, the background nondescript; truly, it could be any one of the houses inside the city, just a dark, blank wall behind him without even a window in view. After all, he wouldn't want you to see what the outside looks like and get an accidental idea on where people like him could possibly lurk. There are movements in the video, slow, languid, lazy: nothing more than a gloved hand tossing a blood speckled materia, different than the common yellow, green, or red onces. His voice is a dark velvet rigged with barbed wire when he finally speaks.]
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