[He recoils for a moment with a vague pained grunt, then comes at her again with a kick much the same way he did seven years ago. If it knocked her out then, it'll probably knock her out again now, right?]
[But before it does, she might read a bit of new emotional feedback from him as he yanks the pen out. A tinge of fear, mixed with a small amount of objective-related pleasure. Weird.]
[When she comes to, she'll find herself in a small room, her legs tied to the chair she's sitting in and her arms tied ahead of her stretched over a table. He apparently didn't think to bring rope with him, so she's tied with things like both of their neckties, her hair ribbon, etc.]
Wake up, Cykes-dono.
[Still using Simon's voice, but the tone is totally flat.]
It's not a bad deal for you, all things considered. You get to live and join the others. All I require is for you to forget your recent memories so that Fool Bright can remain at Simon Blackquill's side.
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[oh shit wrong emotion]
[Fuck it he's going to try to grab her.]
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THEY GET STABBED RIGHT IN THE FUCKING HAND WITH- WHAT IS THIS? IS THIS A PEN?
SURE WHY NOT ]
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[Shoot. Dang.]
[He recoils for a moment with a vague pained grunt, then comes at her again with a kick much the same way he did seven years ago. If it knocked her out then, it'll probably knock her out again now, right?]
[But before it does, she might read a bit of new emotional feedback from him as he yanks the pen out. A tinge of fear, mixed with a small amount of objective-related pleasure. Weird.]
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(No! This can't be the end! Simon...! Mister Wright...! Someone help me!)
[ Widget blinks yellow with shock and blue with fear :o! :(! :o! :(! ]
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[GOSH FINE just kicks her again, does that do it?]
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[When she comes to, she'll find herself in a small room, her legs tied to the chair she's sitting in and her arms tied ahead of her stretched over a table. He apparently didn't think to bring rope with him, so she's tied with things like both of their neckties, her hair ribbon, etc.]
Wake up, Cykes-dono.
[Still using Simon's voice, but the tone is totally flat.]
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W-what? What is this! You're not Simon!!
[ and already yanking desperately at your crappy shit ties. ]
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Correct. I'm that phantom he's been chasing.
[Holding a kitchen knife where she can plainly see it.]
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[ 8|;; YANK YANK YANK ]
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I'm not going to kill you. That would be inefficient here.
[Pauses. Looks at her blankly for a moment.]
...I'm compelled to tell the truth for awhile. It's part of the payment. You will be paying most of the rest.
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A memory seal, for you.
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It's not a bad deal for you, all things considered. You get to live and join the others. All I require is for you to forget your recent memories so that Fool Bright can remain at Simon Blackquill's side.
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THERE'S NO WAY I'D LET YOU...!!!
[ BACK TO YANKIN AND A KICKIN ]
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You don't have a choice. But if I can speed up the process with your compliance, I'll make it less painful for you.
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Moving on, then.
Now give me a memory. [Reaches to roughly clasp her hand with his uninjured hand.]
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[ DOn'T TTOUCH MEEEEE >o< ]
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Remember something. Send it to me. I don't care what it's about.
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[ CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR MR. PHANTOM ]
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.......................
[He needs a moment to process this...]
[Meanwhile, there's that echo of fear and objective reward pleasure again. The fear hasn't broken free exactly, but it's there.]
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See something you didn't like?
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...So what? That's never going to happen now.
[Still shaken. Just give him a moment longer.]
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