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[Come in if you're going to, AZ, he certainly doesn't mind.
He seems to have recovered...incredibly well from the incident in the pit last week, with no visible injuries or anything where the scalpels had hit him and torn his skin open; there aren't even any scars. For the time being he's just sitting behind the desk idly messing with something; it looks like a small wooden toy cat, with little articulated limbs and everything. There are also a pair of stuffed cats sitting on the shelves beside the desk; one is white with a red ribbon around his neck, one is brown with a white ribbon. There are also a few decks of cards up there, and a board for European solitaire.
...Looks like he's been keeping himself preoccupied with plenty of idle activities, anyway.]
[Hmm, quite interesting in a morbid sort of way. He figured that Juri would have even the slightest scars from his fight. But apparently he was wrong.]
...You rather busy with yourself. [these cats weren't... here before, were they...
But, to the point.]
There is something I am rather curious about, yes.
Once again, he's not going to take a sear for obvious reasons. But he will take a knee. Still, it is for no other benefit then to avoid casually knocking something off the shelves.
The decor has set him off a bit, vintage like the rest of the building, and just so... dreadfully familiar.]
It merely concerns your... method of finishing off the murderers we have worked to gather thus far. The bright light, then nothing. [... That is their life force, you take from them, yes?
Tuesday, week 3, late
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[Come in if you're going to, AZ, he certainly doesn't mind.
He seems to have recovered...incredibly well from the incident in the pit last week, with no visible injuries or anything where the scalpels had hit him and torn his skin open; there aren't even any scars. For the time being he's just sitting behind the desk idly messing with something; it looks like a small wooden toy cat, with little articulated limbs and everything. There are also a pair of stuffed cats sitting on the shelves beside the desk; one is white with a red ribbon around his neck, one is brown with a white ribbon. There are also a few decks of cards up there, and a board for European solitaire.
...Looks like he's been keeping himself preoccupied with plenty of idle activities, anyway.]
Something on your mind?
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...You rather busy with yourself. [these cats weren't... here before, were they...
But, to the point.]
There is something I am rather curious about, yes.
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It is about your abilities....
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If I can't or won't answer, I'll tell you.
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Once again, he's not going to take a sear for obvious reasons. But he will take a knee. Still, it is for no other benefit then to avoid casually knocking something off the shelves.
The decor has set him off a bit, vintage like the rest of the building, and just so... dreadfully familiar.]
It merely concerns your... method of finishing off the murderers we have worked to gather thus far. The bright light, then nothing. [... That is their life force, you take from them, yes?
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[He'll glance over a bit, just observing for a moment, before returning to toying with the object in his hands.]
It's something like that, yeah.
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I will admit, first of all... the action itself is intriguing.
[And by his tone, "horrifying" is another descriptor.]