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audio ✁ ❛ towards the door we never opened ❜

Good afternoon—City, isn't it? I suppose this is an offer for work; we're rather in need of doctors—a physician, a surgeon. . . a veterinarian. . .

Vincent. Instead of asking for things we don't need—

[ Though that would make one wonder about his definition of "need." ]

—why don't you try asking for a way out, instead? That way, we won't keep anyone waiting any longer.

Well—the master's overstrained himself, after all. . . [ but, returning to the audiofeed - ] It's a matter of some urgency, you see. It seems we won't be staying.

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How long, Elliot?

[ ~~FUCK IF I KNOW~~ ]

A couple of months. Not very long.

Ah. . . haha. Always one inconvenience after another, I suppose.

[ but even if this city's some secret Pandora project, it does nothing, still, to explain Elliot's transparent and oblivious breathing. ]

And what about you?

[ excuse you, breathing is quite necessary an action. ]

What about me what? How long I've been here? [ shrug ] A few days. Before that, the same as everyone else.

[ and for a tick, (for a tic,) if Vincent were the kind to betray, all sound of movement might cease on this end. ]

One after another and more. . . You're coming to meet us, then, aren't you? Elliot.

[ he gives vincent a brisk nod. ]

Try not to fall asleep before I get there. [ slightly off-topic but ] What do you need a veternarian for?

I thought one might be useful.

Just because??

[ are you actually serious ]

[ cat and mouse and Nightray games, but for once--for this single angry exception--Vincent's in the mood to explain. ]

Aren't they a sort of doctor as well. . . ? And far more common!