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I have a question, for anyone out there who's listening and is in the mood for a little thought.

What is your home? How do you define it?

[The PCD shows his little apartment is now all but empty. There's a small packed box, with foraged food, a few blankets and clothes. The entire contents of his life here fit into one little pile- Emily rests merrily on top. Her dress is becoming frayed, stained with dust. He'll have to take care of that soon.]

To what extent have you made this place your home, and if you have, what has helped you make that transition? If you have not, what holds you back?

I'll have lived here a year this Sunday.

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He's a good kid. Smart as a whip.

Call.

[Slides only one more button forward, and reveals his hand. Who's winning this round?]

[Tyki, apparently. Break's hand is good- but not quite that good. He huffs, good naturedly.]

Do your worst, Mister Mikk.

[Counting the trinkets to see how many questions he has to ask.]

's just Break, right?

No, actually. It's Kevin.

[True. Ironically, a much bigger secret than the one he was aiming for, but not actually important in this world.]

But I use Break professionally.

Professionally, yeah? What's it that y'do, Kevin?

Break. Please. It's been years.

I'm the manservant of a noble family.

[Yes, yes, but not just any noble family, right? That's the vibe he gets.]

Noble family, huh? [Low whistle, one that's supposed to sound appreciative.] I'll be it's strange, being here while they're there.

Y'ever see 'em here?

No, no, the Reinsworths have never been in this world. It is a shame. My lady is very kind.

[Not mentioning his other job, lalala.]

[Nor has Tyki, if he were asked. So we're good 8D]

Aye, sounds like you miss 'em.

I do. They were the ones that took me in after my eye- since you were so curious about that. They never bothered with offering me a patch, so I didn't ask.

[Brushing his hair back so Tyki can get a peek at the socket.]

This was all a long time ago.

Have a brother at home, and a little niece. Miss 'im quite a bit.

[If Break's listening close enough, the "'im" should sound more like a bastardization of "him", rather than "them." Of course, it's also easy to mistake it, too.]

[He leeeeeans in, looking kind of awestruck. And he lets out another whistle. Strangely, though? Completely unperturbed at looking into an empty socket.]

's it in poor taste t'say that's quite a shiner y'got there? And yeah, I'm considerin' that one'a my questions.

By all means, ask away.

[He leans back in his seat, dropping his hair back into place so it covers the damage, with a practiced shake of his head. The chair rocks back onto two legs.]

Fifty years is plenty of time for old wounds to heal.

How'd you get it?

The little girl who runs the hell beneath my own world ripped it out to give to her kitten. Two fingers in the socket, hook, twist, yank-

Very surprising. But then again, much worse things could have happened. It's true, what they say about staring into the Abyss. It stares back.

[Finger twitch. Yep, time to shuffle and deal again.]

Abyss?

Hell. Broken toy box. Land of monsters and lost souls. The cosmic mistake. Where the bad things live when they aren't hiding under beds and in closets.

... tough break. There's really one'a those in your world?

[Shuffle shuffle.]

I don't think it is within my world- a seperate on just beyond our own, perhaps.

But that's all your questions, isn't it? My turn.

When we first spoke, you were catching a rabbit.

[Lights another cigarette, and continues to shuffle. Though, whether he'll deal is up in the air at the moment.]

Sure was~ finally managed to keep it, yanno.

That's good.

[Watching his hands, the blurr of their movement.]

Rabbits make good meals.

[Idly shuffling, pausing only to smoke a little.]

Naw, I told you that I was catchin' it for my little friend. We're not gonna eat it.

Rhode can be as much a joy as a terror. I did go cow-chasing with her, once, before all the wickedness started.

I hear lots'a talk 'bout her. Did she do somethin' ta piss everyone off here?

She went hop, skipping and jumping through the dreams of most of the residents. She killed a few people- some of whom were popular, which made it infinitely worse, in terms of the backlash against her.

But most of all, I think she offended everyone's pride. She played the part so very perfectly that when she turned out to be not what she seemed, people were angry. With her- and with Allen, because he was a safe target to turn that anger on. Between her and Yuca, it was a very ugly summer.

[Shuffle. Shuffle shuffle.]

... well, in a place where y'can't die.... I 'spose the only thing t'get that upset about is your pride, yeah?

[Trying to save your own? Catch the bad guy before he can be caught red-handed?]

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