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[nilhilistic]

I am curious now, considering what this world is for and what it attempts to do.

Is there a crime you would consider unforgivable? What would it be?

And if that isn't the case, what is your idea of repatriation?

Please, share your thoughts.

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[nilhilistic]

[ dryly. ]

Convincingly so.

[ he's not buying it. ]

[endcaller]

You don't believe me?

[nilhilistic]

No. And I have no reason to.

[endcaller]

Oh woe is me!

To be so tragically misunderstood by my peers! You break my poor heart!

[nilhilistic]

I stepped on a world of broken hearts.

What are these theatrics for?

[endcaller]

You do not believe me to be my own man!

[He gasps and clutches his heart.]

I may never recover from such cruel barbs.

[nilhilistic]

[ why is he being subjected to this. can he just leave. ]

That is not my concern.

[endcaller]

Ah! The cold cruelty continues!

You truly are a destroyer of worlds.

[nilhilistic]

This has been well established already.

I asked what the theatrics are for. You never answered.

[endcaller]

Correct, I did not!

[He grins.]

Know that if I do not answer a question, 'tis because I do not wish to.

That said...

[Sinewy shoulders roll into a shrug.]

My "theatrics" could be for my own amusement. Or to for my public. Or, perhaps, they are a flamboyant mask beneath which I hide my pain and despair.

Take your pick.

[Said with a lilt that has a note of "I can play that game too" to it.]

[nilhilistic]

Very well.

I shall pick both.

[endcaller]

For my amusement and that of my adoring public?

Just so!

[nilhilistic]

What public?

Who is this all for?

[endcaller]

You are my adoring public!

Are you not amused? Tickled? Suitably distracted from your woes?

[nilhilistic]

[ for once, his pride bristles. he is a fell dragon, sombron's heir! ]

I am most certainly not! On any of those things!

[endcaller]

Ah.

[He sits back, lifts his arms at the camera, and grins. At least it's a reaction.]

Then I must hone my art.

Mark my words, I will coax a giggle from that stern face of yours erelong.

[nilhilistic]

[ rafal scoffs. ]

I find that to be highly unlikely, if this is what I'm subjected to.

[endcaller]

Oh, give me a chance!

As one survivor of the apocalypse to another, I am certain we can find enough common ground to make you laugh.

[nilhilistic]

[ a survivor of the apocalypse. that's not what rafal would call himself, but it is somewhat true. he did linger there, in that empty world, for a thousand years. ]

I don't think matching circumstances is conducive for humour.

[endcaller]

Isn't it a strange feeling to be the first man in your village to be the last man in your village? Eh?

[nilhilistic]

What does that even mean.

[endcaller]

My. If I have to explain the joke, 'tis no fun.

[He tuts and shakes his head.]

Maybe...it would be more "conducive" to humor if a dragon had destroyed my world?

[nilhilistic]

You're welcome to humour it to your liking then.

But it will not make me laugh.