video;

[cry_reaper]

[The video opens simply enough to Mara flipping through a fashion magazine. Every so often, she frowns and looks over at an empty chair. The looks start to come more often and will less amusement until she finally closes the magazine and speaks.]

For Hades' sake, will you shut the hell UP! This is my home and my life now, you have no right to criticize.

[She picks up the magazine again and throws it down a moment later.]

That's enough, I won't take this anymore. Get out of my house! Now!

[She has no idea she's glaring at an empty chair as she points towards the hallway.]

Comments

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

There's no one there.

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

Of course there is, he's right there.

[she moves the camera back to the empty chair.]

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

I still don't see anyone.

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

You don't- [Here it comes...] Not again.

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

Cursed.

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

Apparently so. I dislike this curse.

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

Because it's someone you don't want to see?

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

My father.

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

It won't last.

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

I know. I just have to... wait it out I guess.

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

At least you know it's not real.

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

[There's a sigh.] It doesn't make it any less noisy.

[voice]

[cold_dry_pieces]

It doesn't make it easier to tune out?