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[embracingly]

[The recording is tentatively turned on. The user seems familiar with the controls for the terminals, but is taking heaving breaths and is uncharacteristically clumsy with everything, having to pause every few seconds. He speaks, but the voice fades when he turns away as he loses interest as quickly as it came.]

Where--

Hell?

[The sound of

Comments

[uniflag]

Graham?!

You're back.

Voice

[embracingly]

...You're not supposed to--

Even now.

Voice

[uniflag]

Not supposed to...?

Graham, where are you?

Voice

[embracingly]

Hah.

Well, it's not heaven, so it must be the alternative.

[justitiae]

I see... perhaps my concern in the matter was justified.

What an unfortunate time to return. No, not hell. Vergil has led you to Purgatory.

Voice

[embracingly]

[Silence, then nigh-hysterical laughter]

Well then! Are you my guide?

Voice

[justitiae]

[silence for a moment]

It appears you are lost Graham Aker, a most fitting time for a guide.

Voice

[embracingly]

My name... hn.

Then, dearest, dearest guide, where's your fire and brimstone? I'll walk across them gladly.

[citrinitas_668]

.....Graham?

Voice

[embracingly]

Yes! Are you my executioner? An angel? Another sinner?

[citrinitas_668]

...

I am your wife, currently waiting with your children at home.

Voice 1/2

[embracingly]

........What?

[agebeforeanger]

...

oh, no.

Voice

[embracingly]

Yes?

Voice [sorry. She's spazzing?]

[agebeforeanger]

Go away.

Voice [sdfljkj lena]

[embracingly]

Hah, that's more of the reaction I was expecting.

1/?

[ore_wa_gundam]

2/2

[ore_wa_gundam]

...

1/?

[embracingly]

2/? all voice

[embracingly]

The boy from Azadi--