Apr 12, 2011 23:18
So...this is Tartarus.
I knew I would end up here someday.
[Cassandra sighs heavily]
Or, perhaps it's just the town and these terrors will go away, the same as always, when we leave. There no need for panic.
cmt: heine rammsteiner,
cassandra of troy
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But there's the self-convincing in your voice, the lambent terror.
It takes him a while to comment, and put the words out there.]
And if they don't?
[It's not even that he means to be so curt, or so insensitive. He's not good with people. In his way, he's suggesting a backup plan. Possibly one with bell, book, and bullet. But it's pretty hard to know that when being confronted like that by a stranger. Especially one with this sort of abruptness.]
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[He considers that, in the silence. It's not a bad point...
But not quite his style.]
Or...you bare your teeth.
[The fact other people can see these things too means they're probably not a hallucination, if nothing else. That's something to think about, for him.]
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...Just because it haunts you doesn't make it a ghost.
And just because it's a ghost doesn't mean it can't be put to rest permanantly.
[There's the crunch of leaves in the background. Whoever the creepy monotone is on the other end seems to be walking through the city, and his end sounds quite...silent.]
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[There's a grim, funny humor in it, too, if you listen carefully. Of course, you'd have to be him to get the joke.]
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