Episode 9: Feroush

[teetheyes]

Is it a prison break or a call for help? We're too quick to judge don't you think, the 'suspect' hasn't even been charged yet and we're already getting the pitch forks out. Whatever happened to innocent till proven guilty? I guess that's for our Wardenship to decide. Little girl lost and alone, come out wherever you are, there's at least one person willing to hear your side of the story.

If you've always wanted to meet your maker I guess today is your chance. Christ it sure as hell explains the proportion of Asians and pretty people in the City doesn't it? But they're collectors too; don't let any of them fool you.

And an obituary's in order:
Lady
Died in her teens, or that's how it looks.
First Class with a gun and a short skirt. Friend to many in the City, either by choice or circumstance.
Cause of death, well who the hell knows but she beat the twenty-four hour clock.
Congratulations.

[Cutting into the feed.]

Alive and well but down for the count? Who the fuck are you paying to do this research--

[Scrrrtch.]

We interrupt this concert to bring you breaking news:

Father Abel Nightroad is dead. Father Abel Nightroad remains dead. And we have killed him.

Today's Playlist:
One Nana, member of Blast, playing live from the Square

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Comments

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm going out on a limb and assuming you really mean that literally.

[therippling.livejournal.com]

Good.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That explains the teeth to the arm, though I'm getting the idea Ms. Blake's not all she seems either.

[therippling.livejournal.com]

She's just some human bitch.

Not important.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, you took an arm off for something unimportant? This is art.

[therippling.livejournal.com]

She was in my way.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Like a walk in the park.

[therippling.livejournal.com]

Only not as good smelling.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Now there's a surprise. You like the outdoors?

[therippling.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Just like any other pretty lady. Flowers and fresh green.

[therippling.livejournal.com]

Not pretty.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Now why would you say a thing like that.

[therippling.livejournal.com]

It's true,

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You're the girl with a gray pallor and blonde hair right?

[therippling.livejournal.com]

...

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Am I hot or cold?

[therippling.livejournal.com]

No answer.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Shy?

[therippling.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes.

I'm very shy.

voice reply

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

And whatever makes you think that?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You survived didn't you? And the sound of her name doesn't make you piss your pants.

We call that above the average woman.

Re: voice reply

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

I survived because I'm a stubborn bitch, and yes, I am afraid. Only idiots don't feel fear sometimes.

Why, thank you for the praise, but I'm just human.

Re: voice reply

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Not enough to make a couple death threats, and I'd like to believe you're pretty serious about it.

You're welcome.

Re: voice reply

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

I am. Trust me, I am.