[For a few short moments the screen shakes in an almost sickening manner as Riff tries to figure out whether he's actually managed to make the device work correctly or not before it stills and he comes in to view. To the undiscerning eye Riff looks every bit the perfect Victorian gentleman's servant (or Victorian gentleman, depending on the viewer'
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Given that, it wasn't surprising that it took him a moment to register what he was seeing: he barely paid any attention to Riff's words, shocked as he was.
The communicator falls to the floor with a clatter, but not before it recorded his very surprised expression.]
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...Riff?
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You're here.
...I didn't think you were going to be here.
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You're late. I should cut your salary for this, you lousy servant!
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My apologies Lord Cain, had I been aware you were waiting I would have been here sooner.
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Cain feels exhausted, drained: as if he hadn't seen Riff for twelve years instead of twelve days.]
I spent twelve days in this place without you, Riff. Are you aware of how much you've neglected your duties?
[I've missed you.]
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I apologise, my lord. If you will give me a few moments I'll set about making ammends for that.
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I expect nothing less.
[He pauses, watches the video transmission with rapt attention, looking for any changes in his servant's expression at his next words.]
Come find me. If you really are Riff, you will know how to.
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[He hadn't been expecting anything less. In fact it would have been more surprising if Cain hadn't tested him, after everything they've been through.
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[He ends the video transmission, careful not to show too much of his surroundings, just in case it was Riffael instead of Riff.]
((ooc: All set for the log, then? :3))
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