Six

[fractured_white]

*Albedo's voice sounds weak, like he's badly injured.* How cruelly fragile this mortal body is...I'd merely begun to enjoy myself, yet it would seem the flames that should have merely caressed my skin only to leave no lasting mark have all but consumed parts of my body, eaten away at flesh I now find vital. I wonder...shall I now experience for

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[strike_you_out]

[Listening to this with rapt fascination, you strange, strange man.]

Ah- ...a break?

[so curious; wants to watch]

[fractured_white]

Several people have claimed death in this place to be even more fleeting than life.

[strike_you_out]

...

[quietly] I want to see if it's true.

[fractured_white]

I've found it frustratingly true for these dolls that believe themselves my family.

[strike_you_out]

You were unable to die before...? [the "also" is subtly implied]

[fractured_white]

Quite. The injuries I've sustained would normally last but a few short seconds.

[strike_you_out]

[Then this man is not unlike himself--a monster.]

I want to know the outcome of your death.

Don't hang up.

[fractured_white]

*And a self admitted one, at that.* My death is not as yet a certainty, merely possibility. Though it would certainly sate my curiosity were it to come to pass.

[strike_you_out]

I could... assist. [to put it bluntly]

[fractured_white]

I'm not inclined to...offer my life to just anybody.

[strike_you_out]

[fine, fine. be that way]

Then I'll wait.

[will probably fall asleep on the line since he has yet to experience being this tired.]

[fractured_white]

I highly doubt...these wounds would be immediately fatal, even to a human body.