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[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[there's no video to accompany the message: it's strictly audio, whether due to paranoia or the holder's inability to work a Blackberry not immediately apparent. The voice is dry and irritated, coughs punctuating the short delivery he gives to announce himself. It's probably familiar to more than a few people in the manor...]

If this is Hell, it's not a very good rendition. Where's the fire? Brimstone? Demons to make me repent for everything I've done? [a cough, here; perhaps a small bit of laughter that stops as soon as it began. there's not a circle of hell that he doesn't belong in, and he's not sure why he's not there now.]

If it's not Hell, then does anyone know where I can find some chocolate? [his tone is dry on this sentence; he clearly thinks he's dead, and this is all just a hallucination from inside his mind.]

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[Video]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

(Of course it is. Emma's very judgmental.)

Well, perhaps there are others who'd be willing to help you. My assistance doesn't come easy, dear.

[Video]

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

I wasn't aware that I had asked for it.

[Video]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Perhaps not consciously, but you still find yourself in a strange place with no bearings. It's all rather confusing.

[VOICE, how did I forget to change that IT WAS ALL VOICE FROM HIM]

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

So if you're not helping, and you only seem to be bothering with telling me I'm going about things wrong, then why are you talking, exactly?

[Voice]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Perhaps I just wanted someone to talk to. Or maybe I thought you wanted someone to introduce you to this place. My motives are my own to know.

[Voice]

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[he laughs, a little. it's a sharp sort of barking noise that doesn't have a whole lot to do with laughter, these days. little hoarse, to boot.]

Well, that is usually the way it goes. If we were upfront and honest about everything, the world would be pretty damn boring.

[Voice]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Well, if that's what you need to keep the world exciting, so be it.

[Voice]

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[laughs.]

If the world wasn't exciting, I'd be out of a damn job.

[Voice]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

I suppose the same can be said for me. How fortunate for us, then, that our lives are so very thrilling.

[Watch the sarcasm and enthusiasm just drip off her voice!]

[Voice]

[chocolategun.livejournal.com]

[he laughs at that, sounding genuinely amused.]

It's a curse for a reason.