Cykes-dono, I'm a fugitive on the run. I maintained my guilt in court. The icy fingers of death were nearly around my neck, but I survived by coming here. Apparently some farce of an execution was staged in my absence, or so Justice claims.
Tch... [Looks off in the distance for a moment.] Can you stand? We should move while you give me your explanation.
[ WELL THIS DOESN'T SEEM SKETCHY so she does so! Sooo much exposition about that time everyone found out the Phantom's true identity and it cured her PTSD and everything was fine. ]
[He sure looks angry and shocked right now, doesn't he? Sure looks that way...]
Somehow, our experiences have diverged, but the facts remain the same. This entire year, I could have cut the Phantom down at any time, if only I had known...
[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.]
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Cykes-dono, I'm a fugitive on the run. I maintained my guilt in court. The icy fingers of death were nearly around my neck, but I survived by coming here. Apparently some farce of an execution was staged in my absence, or so Justice claims.
Tch... [Looks off in the distance for a moment.] Can you stand? We should move while you give me your explanation.
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Yeah, I can stand. [ MUFFLED SOUNDS OF LAWYERS STANDING ]
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[Heading towards the theater!]
I will answer all of your questions, but first tell me everything you know about the Phantom, and what happened.
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But... I don't get it? That didn't happen to you?
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[He sure looks angry and shocked right now, doesn't he? Sure looks that way...]
Somehow, our experiences have diverged, but the facts remain the same. This entire year, I could have cut the Phantom down at any time, if only I had known...
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Yeah, it makes you angry, right...?
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Until I get my hands on him. Then I will relish sending him down to hell where he belongs.
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But right now, what are you feeling, Simon?
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The damage caused by that monster has affected us for seven long years. Of course I feel angry...
[Looking at Athena now. Looking very hard at her.]
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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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