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[speaknotthewatchers]

[ It had been several days since Caim's release and it was sinking in more and more, tearing at even the farthest reaches of her mind. It was him. It was really him. How did he survive a fall into a chasm? He really was indestructible. Was there no way to quiet that bloodlust? No way to kill that man? ]


[ The webcam flips on as it falls onto its side on Manah's desk, her bulletin board now decorated in green and four-leaf clovers (Saint Whatever's holiday is drawing near), and her chair spinning round and round as if she'd left in a hurry. ]


[ but somewhere nearby comes her voice, calm, cold, emotionless. Normally her voice seems to have a bit of a song to it but today, it's completely vacant. ]

He's here. I'm certain of it now. The one-eyed man....
I thought he was finally gone.......

.....even if I'd never forget

But the rumors are true.

He's here, the One-eyed man...

How did he survive that fall?

^{How can he still be alive?}
_{She's here, of course they're both alive.}

Has he come to kill me?



[ the voice falls silent, then Manah stands up with pens she had dropped on the floor as if nothing had happened, nothing had been said. She turns and looks at the camera noticing it's on, offering a bit of an embarrassed smile. Her voice has returned to normal. ]

I didn't realize this was on. I must've knocked it over when I dropped my pens.

[ she picks up the camera and gently places it back on her monitor, then settles down in her office chair. ]

I hear next Saturday is Saint Patrick's Day. I don't seem to understand this holiday. It brings you luck but only if you wear green? Perhaps I'll look more into this holiday.

[ she taps her chin for a moment, then reaches forward and flips off the camera. ]

Comments

[thewrightidea]

Ms. Manah, are you worried about Caim's release?

I wish I could help. I do know that security is monitoring him 24/7. Though I don't think the security here is very effective. I'm doing all I can to investigate this case.

As for St. Patrick's day, it's another holiday based on another Saint nobody remembers. This one is from Ireland, which explains the green. That's pretty much all I know about it.

[speaknotthewatchers]

[ he picked up on it fast, then again, this is Phoenix. Sharp as ever.

She pauses for a moment at the mention of his name. ]

It's hard not to be. He's dangerous. [ her view of him is a bit skewed though. ]

These saints seem to have many odd holidays. Why honor them if no one remembers them?

[hold_it]

[Phoenix is pretty sharp when it comes to murderers.]

Yes... He is dangerous, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared too. I had a talk with him and I get the feeling he's not too fond of me.

As for the holidays, well... People like to party, I guess. It also is a celebration of Ireland, and those of Irish heritage, which I can understand.

[speaknotthewatchers]

He's not too fond of most people.

I'm not familiar with Irish or Ireland at all.

[star_punched]

H-hey...

You okay...?

[speaknotthewatchers]

I am, yes. I just dropped some pens. It's certainly nothing to worry about.

[star_punched]

Didn't look like you just dropped pens. You looked like somethin' upset you.

[He's not stupid entirely.]

[speaknotthewatchers]

[ Unfortunately Manah isn't always in touch with reality when she breaks down. ]

It's nothing to worry about.

[star_punched]

Well...I think it is. You were talkin' about some guy comin' to kill you.

[speaknotthewatchers]

I said that aloud?

[star_punched]

Yeah, you did.

Somethin' about a one eyed man.

[speaknotthewatchers]

The one-eyed man. He's very dangerous. Please stay away from him.

[star_punched]

One-eyed...man?

Who is that n' why is he dangerous?

[speaknotthewatchers]

Caim. He... He showed me horrible things years ago that I'll never forget.

[star_punched]

[...Caim.]

I had a, uh, run-in with Caim not too long ago.

[This is concerning. Really concerning.]

Caim's on a leash now, I can promise you he won't hurt anyone no more.

[speaknotthewatchers]

I don't think any leash could keep him.

[star_punched]

...

[That doesn't make him feel good.]

Doesn't matter. Now that people know, he won't be able to get far if he tried anythin' funny.

[speaknotthewatchers]

[ somehow that's still not comfortable. ]

I don't think that will stop him.

[inferiordestiny]

... Are you alright, Manah?

[speaknotthewatchers]

I just lost some pens, that's all. [ that didn't happen on the floor. Nope. ]

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[inferiordestiny]

Come on, now. It recorded you mentioning something about a one-eyed man.

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[speaknotthewatchers]

[ she's not always in touch with reality when she loses herself like that. ]

The one-eyed man..... He's dangerous.

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[inferiordestiny]

Who is he?

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[speaknotthewatchers]

[ prepare for some babbling before you get a full answer. ]

The one-eyed man. He's here.
I haven't forgotten. No I'll never forget.
Perhaps he really will kill me this time. After what I've done?

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[inferiordestiny]

Manah, try and calm down...

private;

[speaknotthewatchers]

Huh? [ whoops. lost touch with reality again. ] I'm sorry, what were you saying?

private;

[inferiordestiny]

... Who's this one-eyed guy that's after you?

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[speaknotthewatchers]

Caim. He's dangerous. Stay away from him.

private;

[inferiordestiny]

Caim... the guy that murdered those people? Yeah, I don't associate with him.

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[speaknotthewatchers]

He showed me so many horrible things I'll never forget.

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[inferiordestiny]

I'm sorry, Manah...

private;

[speaknotthewatchers]

It's not your fault.

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[inferiordestiny]

I know but no one should ever make a woman suffer.

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[speaknotthewatchers]

I was a bad girl. I promise I'll be good.

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[inferiordestiny]

No one thinks you're bad, Manah.

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[speaknotthewatchers]

[ that's certainly something she doesn't hear often. Or ever. Nor did she really think she'd break down here. She was so far away from everyone and then they show up here. ]

You're far too kind.

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[inferiordestiny]

Just speaking from observation. You seem like a good kid... and I'm usually right about people.

private;

[speaknotthewatchers]

[ a pause. ]

Thank you.

private;

[inferiordestiny]

No need to thank me. Just telling the truth.

private;

[speaknotthewatchers]

I appreciate it.

private;

[inferiordestiny]

If you ever need a place to stay when you're feeling scared or unstable, you can crash in my dorm.

[The fuck am I even suggesting. I'll have to get a backup apartment off of campus...]

private;

[speaknotthewatchers]

Thank you very much for your kindness.

[ The chances of her taking up the offer are slim, but appreciated. ]

private;

[inferiordestiny]

[Liquid's glad. Friggin' Miller being a playboy...]

You're quite welcome.

private;

[speaknotthewatchers]

[ and Manah still doesn't know that Liquid isn't Miller, or that Miller is someone entirely different. Yet. ]

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[inferiordestiny]

[Good. He wants to keep it that way.]

[receiveyou]

Ya keep talkin' bout one-eyed men like that, yer gonna hurt my feelings, babe.

[speaknotthewatchers]

One eye...

[ she looks at him for a moment before realizing she'd been babbling aloud. It wasn't in her head. ]

Forgive me, I didn't realize I was speaking aloud.

[receiveyou]

Happens to the best of us, ehee hee hee~!

[speaknotthewatchers]

Indeed it does. This device does seem to have a life of its own, as well.