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[With the old lock on his door broken, Ion brought a new lock and some tools to install it by himself. He will not ask for anyone's help, but it was clear that he doesn't know how to install it. He was not smiling as he usually does. Maybe his facial muscles became tired or maybe a part of him was not processing normally like it should for normal children. Whichever the case, it doesn't matter. He eyed the new doorknob in his hands, speaking to no one in particular.]

. . .I understand perfectly. Maybe that's it. I understand. Yes.

[What he didn't said publicly was "But they're only trash", only having thought about it.

In other words, you're free bother him.]

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I think they irritated me, but they don't make me mad. I don't get mad if they insulted me or declare their death threats against me. I don't care what they think they can do to me.

I think. . . I care about my curse.

[attempts to work on the lock, all he needs to do is attach that piece...]

...If there is no Score here, then your curse should be gone.

[ooc: I got to hit the hay. >: Continue tomorrow?]

It should. What I meant is my vegeance. [He spoke quietly.]

I wish they knew I gave them life. . .and maybe death. You just gave them meaning.

Are you, angry with them for that?

I don't know.

Maybe. A little. What do you think? [Watching Van doing manual labor actually has a calming effect on him.]

[tightens something and frowns, not entirely sure if that's the right way to do it]

I imagine you would have reason to be angry with them. They were meant to serve as your replacement and had failed horribly.

Yes. . .and I am right to choose you.

[He can't help but to smile at that.] But I think. . .I changed.

[tests the lock by locking it and giving it a few turns, then frowns when he can't unlock it]

Changed? How so?

Perhaps it's hypothetical. . .but I think I can't kill those replicas.

[stops for a moment, turning to look back at him] You can't kill them? Do you mean, you no longer desire to kill them?

No. I have the desire to kill them and seeing a corpse of myself don't bother me.

I just make the choice not to kill. As if I spare their life on a whim.

So then, you feel that there's something stopping you from taking their lives?

Yes.

Whatever that is, it has to die.

We'll have to learn more about this place then. There may be some form of control here that we've yet to realize.

[Becomes quiet for a while]

I'm still your master, am I?

Of course. Have I ever given you any reason to doubt that?

No, I have no reason to doubt.

Do you still think of me until the day you die?

...Before my death, I thought I had failed you.

You were still in my thoughts, even then.

[He gets up to hold his hands.]

That's good. . .and it'll be okay.

...You forgive me?

[Pulls him into a hug] Of course.

[returns the hug, leaning down to kiss his forehead] Thank you. Hopefully I won't have to ask for your forgiveness again.

No. When you're on your own. . .forgive me just because I'm not beside you.

[OOC: Maybe this is the last time I'll play Ion.]

...Of course, Ion. I can bear no ill-feelings toward you.

[ooc: I saw your post. It'll be sad for Ion to go, but I don't blame you. Just take care, kay?]

Do what you have to do.

[OOC: Also, I don't feel welcomed here, so it's better if I go and don't come back.]

Yes, I shall. You will not be disappointed.

[ooc: I...think I can understand where you're coming from there. I won't say anything on the matter here, but if you want to talk about it, I'm available on AIM and you can always send me a PM on my personal LJ.]

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