[ jacopo leaves his room. he navigates the hotel, entering the lobby, stage center.
he looks, bluntly speaking, exhausted — the byproduct of being murdered, probably. however, he proceeds to pat himself down, glance around the vicinity, and... laugh. ]
Well, how unfortunate.
[ well, at the leg of a table, black wings flitting out of his back. ]
Let me make this clear:
I'm getting out of here. We all are, and martyr complexes be damned, Reaper or otherwise, you. will. be. assisting. me.
The Players are the heart of the game. The only way we come back is through impressing my beloved employer, the Composer — the real one! And they have quite the flair for drama and style. From here on, you either cooperate or you sit in the corner and dwell in your pitiful loss. Go to hell for all I care, I won't be joining you just yet.
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he looks, bluntly speaking, exhausted — the byproduct of being murdered, probably. however, he proceeds to pat himself down, glance around the vicinity, and... laugh. ]
Well, how unfortunate.
[ well, at the leg of a table, black wings flitting out of his back. ]
Let me make this clear:
I'm getting out of here. We all are, and martyr complexes be damned, Reaper or otherwise, you. will. be. assisting. me.
The Players are the heart of the game. The only way we come back is through impressing my beloved employer, the Composer — the real one! And they have quite the flair for drama and style. From here on, you either cooperate or you sit in the corner and dwell in your pitiful loss. Go to hell for all I care, I won't be joining you just yet.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?