6 × Audio [French]

[asoutcastshear]

[Now that he's free, he's taken to the piano again. This time to soothe his ears from the torture that Redd put him through. He sings softly, but still loud enough to be heard over the network. You should all feel privileged.

There's a chance he has an ulterior motive with this particular song. He knows the effect it has on Christine. And he may very well be counting on it.]

Comments

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

Sorry.

_{[Except she's not.]}

Why'd you stop?

[asoutcastshear]

I prefer to play in my own company.

[He keeps his answers sharp, to the point. Maybe she'll leave.]

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

You're still here, aren't you?

_{[She reaches over with her bony fingers and taps out a few discordant notes.]}

[asoutcastshear]

I am. And so are you.

[He eyes her hand and keeps his cool. As long as she keeps a good distance away from his mask, then they're cool.]

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

Yep.

_{[Don't mind her corpse-like appearance. She starts playing random notes.]}

[asoutcastshear]

[He knows something of corpse like appearances. Granted, it's not as bad as Karis, but still.]

If you wish for me to continue, I would ask that you leave me to it.

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

_{[She's just going to tap out a few more notes.]}

Mmmmhmm.

[asoutcastshear]

[He's about to get up and leave. Personal space and all that. Just call him the Phantom of Hypocrisy!]

If you would excuse me.

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

_{[Derp derp.]}

Oh, yeah, sure. Go ahead.

[asoutcastshear]

[He rose from the piano and moves out of the way. Have at it Karis.]