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DAMIEN CATCHALL

GIVE ME A SHITPOST

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...I can't say that.

[She closes her eyes, pained.]

I killed his brother in the arena, earlier. I think. There was some warrior we fought with purple hair. Kumon said that, before I killed him.

[Haha.]

[That was.]

[A thing.]

[ ... okay definitely has trauma. ]

... Okay, so he might feel weird about it for a while.

But it wasn't real. That's what matters.

...

[She doesn't know what to say to him. Of course, she regrets it. Killing him. Doing all of that. But at the same time, he killed Diego and Johnny, and...]

[She lets out a long-suffering sigh.]

You're right. [...] By the way...did you feel "compelled" to fight that Mark of yours? Did you feel like you had to?

Fight M--no?

No. There was no compulsion. There was no fighting in the theater, we just had to watch.

[That's a new element. She frowns.]

There was a theater?

... Yeah. Second room. After the kitchen.

Did you watch a fight like it was a play, then?

Too one-sided to even be a fight. It was just murder.

Can I ask...were you watching yourself do that? Or someone else?

It was just stagehands or whatever.

I wouldn't hurt Mark.

[ that's not what she suggested! ]

Of course you wouldn't. But this place would make you do it.

It couldn't.

This place made Ryunosuke get in a state of mind to chainsaw Garou's arm off, Damien. Ryunosuke.

I don't know his life.

This is the kind of guy who would cry if he killed a fly, Damien.

[POOR RYUNOSUKE]

Fine, okay.

God, I fucking hate mind control.

[SHE HATES IT TOO]

What, have you experienced it before?

Yeah? Or - something like it.

[Hm.]

Someone's ability, I presume?

... Yyyyyyyyyyyyyeah.

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