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[swordprincess]

[Karla blinks at the device as she instantly recognizes the voice. Her heart starts racing as she glances away.]

...Oh, it's you.

[Her voice is flat, much like it was when she had first woken up in that cabin. Her finger hovers over the button to end the feed right then and there, but falters. She could stand to learn more about him. After all, she had agreed to speak with Fai later. Any information she could gain would be useful.]

Battler...

[She has trouble starting a conversation, though.]

[justiceerror]

[she will not be gaining any useful information, after all. battler sighed on the other end, but he was still smiling a little.]

If you're calling to ask where I am.... then it definitely isn't that simple. However, I can answer any other questions for you....

[swordprincess]

[She "hmm's" at that. She's not so dumb to ask bluntly for sensitive info like that. But any information she can learn about him would be useful, in her mind.]

I don't need to ask you where you are. It's only a matter of time.

...It was not my intention to call you, but since we're here...what did you hope to gain by torturing all of those people? Was it really just for fun?

[justiceerror]

I was created for this.

[people have already called it boring, a silly answer, but it's true.]

I am.... simply a tool for this kind of torment. The witches back home, the ones that made me.... I am the manifestation of a theory, of a thought, that perhaps Battler.... really did kill his entire family.

I must carry out the same here.... all in order to exist. Without being a culprit, what am I, then? Nothing. I will vanish.

[swordprincess]

[It makes enough sense to Karla. She takes in the words carefully.]

So, you would literally vanish if you don't do this? I wouldn't mind that one bit, actually...

[She's just going to be blunt there.]

[justiceerror]

Hm... yes, of course you wouldn't. I do not care about your needs, however.... how do I describe myself...

Ah... everything I am... it is like a craving that won't stop, a throbbing in me, and the only way for it to cease is for me to kill. I have already fulfilled my duty as the culprit, so perhaps I will just kill for sport...

[bye bye npc's.]

[swordprincess]

[Karla slowly nods, apparently in understanding, although she doesn't look straight at her device.]

And I suppose that craving never ceases, no matter how much you kill...does it?

[It's beginning to sound eerily familiar, too close to home. Something that both she and her brother can relate to...although not to this extreme.]

[justiceerror]

It stops..... for a time, before eventually coming back in full swing.

[swordprincess]

It's...a terrible feeling, isn't it? That need...it's like an insatiable hunger that you can't suppress...

[She almost sounds as if she knows the feeling...]

[justiceerror]

....Terrible? Not exactly.... I am accustomed to it, and I adore the end process. However... I do feel it is.... tedious, to always need to relieve such tension. I was created only to be this way....

[it wasn't like he had asked for this either. but it does sound like she knows what he's talking about.]

So, you have experienced the same...?

[swordprincess]

And you can't find anything else to do with yourself?

[She asks like she doesn't believe it. At least she's been trying other things to get away from swordplay, if only for a while.]

...Not for killing...but just to fight. That urge to swing my sword...is powerful.

[justiceerror]

Not at the moment.

[except maybe talking to terra late at night, but whatever.]

Hm... and how is that arm doing, after I had broken it?

[swordprincess]

[She can't help but smile when he asks about her arm. She holds it up, caressing it with her opposite hand.]

Oh, I've had it taken care of. Thank you for your concern.

[Whether the concern is genuine or not, she'll go along with it.]

[justiceerror]

...Concern....? You are mistaken....

I merely wish to know... does it still ache, does it still want you to swing a sword, even after it has been broken...?

[swordprincess]

[She suppresses a giggle.]

No, my arm is fine, I assure you. I was able to swing my sword again after it was healed.

[justiceerror]

Hehhh..... how ambitious of you.

[swordprincess]

Ambitious...I suppose you could call it that.

[She sighs, as if she were daydreaming about something pleasant. And maybe she is.]

My ambition to find my brother drives me more than anything.

[He may recall that from the cabin...]

[justiceerror]

And what will you do once you find him?

[talking about family amuses him...]

[swordprincess]

Hmm...I'm not really sure. I'll likely go back home...and wait for him to come home...

[Unfortunately, she's not aware that her brother has other ideas...]

[justiceerror]

Hehhh.... what if he arrived here...? In this place...?

[swordprincess]

[Another daydreaming sigh.]

That would be...amazing. I suppose we'd live together. I could possibly put down my sword for good, but given what happens here, I rather doubt that.

I'm not counting on him arriving, though...

[justiceerror]

You humans fascinate me.... your concept of family is.... odd, to say the least.

[swordprincess]

You think so?

[Her family is more odd than others, considering they...well...kill each other.]

What is your concept of family, I wonder?

[justiceerror]

I have no family... of course. Furniture is not meant to have any sort of family ties.... well, some are, but certainly not me.

I know of a set of demons that are all sisters, but even they torment one another constantly.

[swordprincess]

Demons. How...interesting.

[For a lack of a better word. The "demon" thing also hits somewhat close to home, since people have referred to her brother as one.]