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[traumkonig]

When the hallucinations wore off, Morpheus was left with a pure, focused edge of killing intent. He had hated the labs with every fiber of his being. Luckily for him, it was finally safe to make his move. Eszett was gathering for the ritual, they would have no time to hunt him down before their destruction.

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[tastes_of_honey]

It looks like somebody got busy.

[traumkonig]

"Very busy," Morpheus purrs, flicking his hair back out of his face. "Rosenkreuz lost some very difficult to replace people today."

[tastes_of_honey]

Excellent! A little rightful slaughter and revenge always lifts my spirits.

[traumkonig]

"It was very satisfying," he replies, a contented smile curving his lips. Would Schu like to see what happened? Morpheus is willing to share.

[tastes_of_honey]

If you wouldn't mind sharing, I'd enjoy seeing.

[traumkonig]

Morpheus replays his memories of his trip to Rosenkreuz for Schu, lingering with definite malicious pleasure over the death of the Head of Discipline. A dangerous man, too dangerous to toy with, but just having him dead is a pleasure in itself.

[tastes_of_honey]

Mmmmm. Pretty. Definitely needed to die. Danke.

[traumkonig]

"A memory to keep me warm on cold nights for a long time to come," Morpheus says, shrugging off his bloody coat.

[tastes_of_honey]

I'm glad it worked out so well. A guy should have lots of memories to treasure.

[traumkonig]

"Perhaps I'll take up remnant-hunting myself. I've no doubt that will give me more of them."

He starts going through the pockets of his coat and moving things out of them. Plus his gun gets removed and tucked into his waistband. "I'll be busy the next few days, I suppose. Packing and moving."