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[chatwithdeath]

It would've eventually, but I was busy. [Looking around, she sighs and goes to get a broom and dustpan.]

I'd ask what you wanted, Hyde, but it looks like I'm temporarily closed for some reason.

[chippedsoul]

Hah, you haven't figured it out? I'm here to turn you inside out and rip you to shreds! [Yeeea, all that while being paralyzed.]

[chatwithdeath]

Mmmhm, and what did I do to earn your ire?

[She's working on clearing away glass, but she's troubled by something. That bucket of water will become a potentially volatile potion cocktail...]

[chippedsoul]

I just want you dead! [There's movement! But he just simply flops onto his side.]

Tch, damn you! [Because his current predicament is totally her fault.]

[chatwithdeath]

Tell me something new. [He has to get in line. She works on brushing up the glass around him.]

I get impulses are your thing, but again: potions. I guess you fell through that part in the dream though...

[chippedsoul]

[He grits his teeth at that and forces a subject change.]

You gave him those potions, thinking you'll give him a false sense of hope? Nothing can change what has been written. This body will be mine in the end.

[chatwithdeath]

Oh... that. I tried to convince him otherwise. After all, you both have to live quite literally together; and yes, I know how it's written. But Hyde, your fate is death in those pages just as much as it is his.

[chippedsoul]

[He stiffens at that, more so than he already is.]

...Hah, nice try. I can't quite die, Aspects don't "die". That Storyteller fella said so.

[chatwithdeath]

Hm... so then what happens? Does the story begin again? Will you two spar once more to die and repeat? If you continue this feud, I suppose we'll find out.

[chippedsoul]

Oh, this feud isn't going to last, because he can't win against his true nature. [He quietly laughs in an unsettling way.]

He won't admit it, but his will is getting weaker. I can feel it. He's not even awake right now to fight me...

[chatwithdeath]

... Then the time draws near.

[She wonders... looking at him, she wonders if she would see the outcome. Would he manage to win? He'd like to think so - just like he thought Adam was no deal. Dumping the glass aside, she goes to fill a bucket.] I don't think I can offer you a drink until the paralysis wears off.

[chippedsoul]

Tch, like I trust anything that comes from a witc- [Drinks may be off, but his grumbling stomach was telling him it wants food at least.]

Grk, not now...! [He needs to move if he wants to remain conscious. All he can move is his arms though, dammit.]

[chatwithdeath]

... Do you regularly skip meals running around? And getting dressed?

[How old are you again? She's working on mopping up, but does have to stop and stare at him again.]

[chippedsoul]

I don't skip! This body just hasn't fully adjusted to the changes! [He manages to rolls onto his stomach and push himself sitting up right again.]

It's not my fault he wears clothes unsuitable to contain all of this. [He flexes, very much admiring himself.]

[chatwithdeath]

... Right. I suppose there's a conversion of energy when changing between you both. It's the same body, but there are physical differences... not that I'd be able to get the other part of you to eat.

[She makes no comment so weird flex on his part that just makes her resume her task.] I suppose I have something you could eat.

[chippedsoul]

Ooh, are you going to turn yourself into octopus stew? [He starting to feel his legs again, so he's going to attempt to stand back up.]

[chatwithdeath]

Jellyfish. Where do you think that paralytic came from?

[Though, that one in particular wasn't hers. She extracted it from another jellyfish.] I have some curry and naan bread. [Annnd she watches him now because he might have jelly legs getting up before the affects were done.]

[chippedsoul]

[She be right to suspect that. Like he was walking on ice, he couldn't keep himself standing. So he digs his claws into the wall behind him to stay upright.]

What makes you think I'm just going to accept your poisons? [His stomach gurgles again.] I just threaten your life. I want you dead!

[chatwithdeath]

Do you want your stomach to keep growling? [Well, add the wall repair to the bill.]

Is it me? Or do you want Adam dead?

[chippedsoul]

Tch-! [He's leaving quite a claw mark as he glares at her. After a moment of silence, he averts his gaze.]


I hate that guy. [He mutters under his breath.]

[chatwithdeath]

He's my nightmare. How do you think I feel?

[She shakes her head.]

... Sorry you had to even meet him. He's been dead for over two years now.

[chippedsoul]

Bah, I didn't get to kill him myself. [The most important thing he got from this.]

And you used to want the same thing huh? Destroy humanity and all that.

[chatwithdeath]

He wouldn't have felt it anyway. Given the condition of his body, he no longer experienced pain.

... I did. The circumstances around it, I'd have to be a saint to not hold a grudge. Fortunately, my anger's been tempered and is only at a few specific people now; not that I intend to enact any revenge at this point. If anything, the fact I'm alive and thriving haunts them.

[chippedsoul]

Ugh...what a troublesome bastard. [There wouldn't be any excitement taking that guy out, only more frustration. He's starting to get some feeling from the muscles in his legs, so he decides to try and take a small step. Eventually, he manages to remain standing upright without the support of the wall, but one push might still get him to stumble.]

So it was just a couple of guys that pissed you off enough to hate all of humanity? What if they show up here? What then?

[chatwithdeath]

Indeed. [Normally, she'd consider helping someone stumbling about, but it's still Hyde.]

They shouldn't. It was the Japanese Medical Board that started all of that by deciding to take my license and deport me. But in the brief time I worked with the European branch of Caduceus International, I may have mentioned a few things to the Japanese branch and left them to it.