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[ It's obvious this is being filmed in one of the many temples, all cool hard stone behind her, and, given the subject matter of the video, most likely to be Hope's. Sharon does not look pleased. Furious might be the better descriptor but it's a calm sort of fury. There are a few spatters of dark blood on her cheeks, dried and cracking; old. She has no wounds just stains and memories. She leans in towards the lens and whispers: ]
So, which one of you fuckers killed me? [ Her killer could reply, he might not, but she won't stop until she finds him and returns the favor. ]
So, which one of you fuckers killed me? [ Her killer could reply, he might not, but she won't stop until she finds him and returns the favor. ]

voice. > private.
Really don't need to end up at war with th' Guard as well right now.
( And that's besides the point; )
Revenge killings're pointless here. That's all I were saying.
voice. > private.
It's not pointless if it makes me feel better. That's a pretty worthwhile point all on its own.
voice. > private.
WELL.
It's hard to pretend she doesn't relate to that point. That if she had the chance outside of a dreamworld to kill the woman whose actions were responsible for Marc's death, she'd back off. )
Can understand that.
( A pause and a breath. A moment to gather her thoughts. )
Think it might end up a cycle of revenge.
( If whoever killed Sharon was crazy enough to do it in happy-ville, well. It only makes sense that they'd not let being killed go, right? )
private.
I know who it is now. I'm not going to kill him, but I am going to talk to him. I'm going to make it very clear that he cannot do this again.
private.
Alright.
( That's something. And she has nothing more to contribute to this any more, so- who actually says goodbye, anyway? )