We're not detectives. We're not researchers. We're second year university students dropping off the map one by one . . . and we have no idea what the hell is going on. This is our blog.
Then I invite you to come join me, Subject Elliott. You seem to know what you're talking about, and I need a companion in which to play the Pathetique Piano Sonata No. 8 Opus 13 in C minor, Part III Allegro with.
Yes, that is indeed a problem. How to solve it, how to solve it.... hm~
It's no secret I know where your little... base of operations is. Camp, whatever you would like to call it.
I could, perhaps, come there, prove I am unarmed?
Of course, the leader is always in the trees, and he'd be none to happy if, to say, you tried something of an ambush. But as for a little time playing the most haunting of melodies? I assume He'll be most pleased.
And here I though that you would take good things as they came~! Almost disappointing, Subject. Almost. If anything, you should be proud of your intelligence. Well done!
Of /course/ I'm treading on dangerous ground, Sir Broodmoor~! The deaths of your classmates is not exactly something you've handled with grace and dignity.
Nicholas Chadwick Day. I hope you haven't forgotten about him? He will be.. returned. As he was taken.
Then I invite you to come join me, Subject Elliott. You seem to know what you're talking about, and I need a companion in which to play the Pathetique Piano Sonata No. 8 Opus 13 in C minor, Part III Allegro with.
ReplyDeleteIf you accept the invitation, follow the music.
I do wonder what you'll do~
Beethoven, eh? You magnificent bastard, you know my weakness.
ReplyDeleteNow if only we could trust you enough to guarantee that I'd make it out of this adventure alive.
That's just too bad, huh? I'm curious; not stupid.
Yes, that is indeed a problem. How to solve it, how to solve it.... hm~
ReplyDeleteIt's no secret I know where your little... base of operations is. Camp, whatever you would like to call it.
I could, perhaps, come there, prove I am unarmed?
Of course, the leader is always in the trees, and he'd be none to happy if, to say, you tried something of an ambush. But as for a little time playing the most haunting of melodies? I assume He'll be most pleased.
So we both compromise.
I must trust you.
You must trust me.
I'll know if you accept.
Tempting, but no.
ReplyDeleteYou want that partner so badly, you'd better drive a better bargain than that.
And here I though that you would take good things as they came~! Almost disappointing, Subject. Almost. If anything, you should be proud of your intelligence. Well done!
ReplyDelete... He's still alive, you know.
. . . That's dangerous ground you're treading there, Collector.
ReplyDeleteWho?
Of /course/ I'm treading on dangerous ground, Sir Broodmoor~! The deaths of your classmates is not exactly something you've handled with grace and dignity.
ReplyDeleteNicholas Chadwick Day. I hope you haven't forgotten about him? He will be.. returned. As he was taken.
. . .
ReplyDeleteName your time, Collector.
How about this time tomorrow evening?
ReplyDelete23:23? Cute. What do you think I am, stupid?
ReplyDeleteNo. I know your type and your arc numbers.
10:30. And you'd better not be late.
... Ahahahaha. Cheeky, aren't we~?
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't miss it for the /world/, Subject Elliott.
Sleep well.
Watch was not well kept.
ReplyDeleteGood luck Elliott, come back alive and sane.
And if you aren't going to be genre savvy at least don't be genre blind.