Sheila... [ he begins approaching her steadily, arms open and welcoming ] ...I'm sure things aren't quite as bad as you think. Surely if you just relax, this 'freaky air' you're worried about will go away.
[ Vlad's legs may be twiggy, but they are also long. He speedwalks to catch up with her. ]
Sheila? Did something happen?
[ Once he's within arm's reach, he'll go to grasp her wrist--not too heavy, but definitely enough to keep her from running off before their little chat is over. ]
[ i'm crying kyuu i can't believe you'd show the memory of this very happy married couple to my incel ]
...Ah.
Is this effect what you were so worried about? I can't understand why--it seems like you had a lovely family and life back home.
[ which does make him wonder why she'd choose to come here, when it seemed she already had everything. Maybe something to do with the pile of weapons? ]
The same people who keep voting to execute an innocent man, I imagine.
[ this is not him whining about it yet again, to be clear: he genuinely does mean that if people are so willing to throw an innocent man under the bus every week, they have just as much reason to fuck with Sheila's head for no reason at all. ]
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Is it now?
Sheila... [ he begins approaching her steadily, arms open and welcoming ] ...I'm sure things aren't quite as bad as you think. Surely if you just relax, this 'freaky air' you're worried about will go away.
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[NOPE, JUST GONNA START WALKING TO THE OPPSITE END OF THE CHAPEL. YOU GOTTA CATCH UP FIRST, NICE GUY.]
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Sheila? Did something happen?
[ Once he's within arm's reach, he'll go to grasp her wrist--not too heavy, but definitely enough to keep her from running off before their little chat is over. ]
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[Well.
Something is happening now! As he reaches for her wrist, proximity triggers the weekly effect — and a memory is immediately shared between them. Hm.]
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...Ah.
Is this effect what you were so worried about? I can't understand why--it seems like you had a lovely family and life back home.
[ which does make him wonder why she'd choose to come here, when it seemed she already had everything. Maybe something to do with the pile of weapons? ]
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She seems to be oddly in a daze after the memory ends, but snaps out of it quickly enough when he begins to speak. With a baffled look on her face:]
What did that have to do with my family?
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Although I am a little curious now about what the Knights of Serbia are.
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I don't have a husband...? I don't know who or what that weird blob of static was.
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[ because something ain't right here. ]
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A man-shaped man, talking about joining some organization called the Knights of Serbia in order to help you.
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Huh. Well, that doesn't ring any bells.
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Do you have...any recollection of that event happening? Or does it appear to be entirely fabricated?
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[🤔]
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[ this is not him whining about it yet again, to be clear: he genuinely does mean that if people are so willing to throw an innocent man under the bus every week, they have just as much reason to fuck with Sheila's head for no reason at all. ]
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[cannot believe vlad got murdered for being eccentric... terrible.]
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[ And he could (and has!) complained at length about this, but right now he's more interested in-- ]
More importantly, what could you have done to piss someone off enough for them to do that to you?
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