hadriel | duel 6. ( video. )

「He's been stalling on this for a while now, not sure of how to address it any longer, back then, when he first had learned about it, he was angry, frustrated, but now, not so much, he just wants answers. Might as well do this before there is more people coming into the city.

He looks thoughtful, mostly, as he stares idly at the camera not caring to hide the Millennium Eye stuck in his left socket as he did when they took pictures at Delmar's home. If everything went right, this would be the last time he would be seen wearing that creepy eye.」

Since everyone seems to be on the topic lately, I might as well remind you that there is a murderer among us. One that remains unpunished.

「Or so he thinks. He cannot keep wondering any longer, he needs to know. He needs to make sure there isn't someone running around killing people just because they think it's right. If that's the case.」

You, the one who killed Yukari, he might have deserved what you did to him, you made him pay for what he did, but you don't have my gratitude for it. Don't think you can hide forever. I will find you, no matter what it takes. And I will make you pay on his behalf.

「The tiredness in his voice, the aloofness in the way he speaks, the passion lacking in his usually prideful speech, doesn't quite make up for a good threat, maybe it's is not intended that way, but, it doesn't mean he's less determined about it. He will find them, he will read every person's mind in this city with the Millenium Eye if he has to. He can, why not simply do it?」

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[Abigail stares at the video for a moment. He looks different without the gold and the crown from the dream. But one thing seems the same.

You play the part of judge and jury when you're awake too.

「Oh, hello. He remember her, very much so. Can't help but feel a itty bitty guity he never got around to apologize about that dream. But here we are again.」

What can I say, I like playing.

Edited (lmfao dont mind me) 2018-01-09 23:34 (UTC)

[There's another pause as she studies his face. He doesn't have the look of Hannibal when judging someone as rude, the enjoyment of the power to take a life. Or the intensity of Jack Crawford when he judged her for her father's crimes. No, if anything he looks tired.]

Yeah, you look like you're having so much fun. [She says with sarcasm.]

How many others are you going to play with?

You're wrong. 「He says with a smirk.」 This doesn't bring me any glee.

「He's just really, really good at acting like he's got the upper hand. It's the first rule of gaming.」

No one that doesn't deserve it.

You mean no one that doesn't deserve it in your opinion. For all we know, that could mean that you don't like how they look.

I don't... Wait, what?

Why should anyone trust you to decide who deserves your playing judge and jury?

I'm not asking for anyone's trust.

No, you don't ask. You just judge. I wonder who will judge you.

[In a way, she already is judging him, not that it's his fault. It's easy for her to be reminded her of people in her past - the ones that blamed her for her father's crimes, and she's wary of anyone seeming to blame without knowing the whole story, in the same way.]

「That's actually pretty harsh. It gets him in a personal level.」

What is it that you want from me, Abigail?

[She pauses. There's a great deal that she wants, but most of it can't come from him.]

I want you to try understanding instead of judging. Or at least before judging.

... I will try.