001 | Voice

[a_sin_for_him]

[Nothing makes any sense whatsoever. Lust feels like she's in a radio drama only she doesn't have the script and everyone's speaking a different language. She understands, but understanding doesn't help her make sense of it any. How she got here or why. And the spherical blue abomination she's found herself with looks more like something that should be on a little girl's toy chest, not following her. It isn't as though he's difficult to take care of, or even an annoyance, she only questions the judgement of placing any living thing in her care.

She's thankful at least, for the fact that she's finally escaped her master's reach. Strange as this place is, she's no longer a tool for some miserable husk of a woman who should have been long dead. And she's thankful also for the information device, even without much context for the information it holds. And the fact that it can apparently be used as a communication device. Most comfortable with telephones, she initiates the voice function.]

Much as I hate to simply call out to the void, I'm afraid it's likely my most fruitful option.

Do I understand that I'm expected to work?

[She's never held down any sort of job in her life. How did one even get a job?]

Comments

[envy_the_sinners]

I see.

[Yeah, everything pretty much makes sense now. There's still hesitation, when Scar speaks. He's not entirely sure of what to say to any of this. It makes him more angry at this Dante woman than anything else, really.]

That doesn't matter, though, here.

[a_sin_for_him]

No, it doesn't seem to.

[envy_the_sinners]

[It does matter to him, but he isn't going to let that on. At least, right now, none of them has to worry about some psychopathic freak playing puppet master to all of them.]

I... won't be causing you any trouble.

[Which is his way of saying that whatever's happened in the past... Well, it's difficult to judge, after what happened in Lior. He doesn't even know what to think of her, anymore.]

[a_sin_for_him]

The same. You don't need to worry about anything...uncomfortable.

[Envy is coming for her, and she isn't certain she even wants to see Scar, as she is now. Not until she's adjusted to it.]

[envy_the_sinners]

[That's something of a relief. And another thing that still wildly confuses him.]

I'm not angry, either. It's all just... confusing.

[It's so much easier, to talk to only her voice. He knows why, too, guilty and shameful as he feels for it.]

[a_sin_for_him]

It is what it is. We move on.

We have the chance to.

[envy_the_sinners]

...Yeah.

[The feed cuts.]