contact part deux

[bouchonne]

if this were modern times byerly would probably make you listen to total eclipse of the heart before you were able to leave a message

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[bouchonne]

[ Hm? That takes him by surprise. ]

I suppose it depends on what sort of shot you're talking about.

[sarcophage]

I'd narrow it down if I could. It hit me here, you see, [touching the back of his own skull,] and came out through my eye.

[bouchonne]

Did you die?

[sarcophage]

I believe I did.

[bouchonne]

Which version of you was this? The abomination, or whatever you were in the other dream? Assuming you weren't an abomination there as well.

[sarcophage]

I don't know. By then, everything had begun to smear together.

[bouchonne]

An impressive feat regardless. You're not an easy mosquito to swat.

[sarcophage]

Some people are less prone to dying than others.

[He tips a most shallow bow.]

I'll let you get on with it.

[bouchonne]

Was that really all that you came for?

[sarcophage]

Does it matter?

[bouchonne]

Yes.

[sarcophage]

Now that it's something you know you want.

[bouchonne]

[ Bitch please. ]

I know nothing of the sort. Knowing you, if there is something else, it's likely to just be catty nonsense.

[sarcophage]

Deciding you know something is not the same as knowing it. Now if you don't mind, I've work to do elsewhere.

[bouchonne]

[ A shrug. ]

If you want to see me beg, then prove yourself valuable sometime.

[sarcophage]

Please know that I mean no offence when I say your valuation is of no significance to me.

[Indeed, it's spoken plainly, no trace of scorn or flippancy. After a further tip of the head, he turns to depart.]

Enjoy the rest of your day, Ambassador.