His Excellency // Feb 17 // 2nd Dream

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He's sitting at his desk - not the one here in his mansion in Somarium, but the large, ornate wooden desk he kept in his home back in Prague - and reading a large book.

Curiously, however, the only text in the book... is a list of names, each of them numbered. He knows he's seen all of these names at least once before, but some

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[gurugurugungnir]

What's that book, Colonel Treize...?

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I'm not quite sure. I've never seen it before.

[nekkid_snake]

Do those numbers have a significance to you?

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Not that I'm aware of, no.

[nekkid_snake]

Hm.

You smoke?

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I can't say that I do. Why do you ask?

[slutty4science]

That's a very attractive desk, Colonel.

[undistracted]

Thank you. I had it hand-crafted.

[slutty4science]

You have excellent taste.

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I could say the same to you.

[knightmare_hime]

[in her usual blunt style]

Are you... dead?

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Yes.

I am.

[knightmare_hime]

It doesn't seem to bother you.

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Is there a reason it should?

It is not something I can change, I find myself somehow still alive here in Somarium, and I accomplished everything I set out to do.

[x_bloody_asch_x]

*looking kinda sad over here, before he realizes the video is on*

I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry... it just seemed like such a solemn dream.

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Why do you think that?

[x_bloody_asch_x]

Just that...

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Those were all names of people important to you, right?

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Not all of them.

Some of them, though, yes.