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thisavrou2016-05-02 12:01 pm
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[video] (Backdated to April 30th)
[When Frisk comes onto the network this time, it's with a much less agreeable expression upon their face. Their hair is incredibly rumpled, and they rather look like they just slept in their clothing last night.]
You gotta stop hurting people! It's not fair, he already got punished, an' he didn't DO anything, an' he was hurt an'...!
[Frisk's face screws up, and they're clearly holding back on some frustrated tears.]
H-has anybody seen Rinzler? He was...I-I wanna make sure he's okay.
You gotta stop hurting people! It's not fair, he already got punished, an' he didn't DO anything, an' he was hurt an'...!
[Frisk's face screws up, and they're clearly holding back on some frustrated tears.]
H-has anybody seen Rinzler? He was...I-I wanna make sure he's okay.
I totally thought I answered this!!
[Chara's ready for it, catching them and patting their back like the sibling they've been in the past. Someone's going to pay for making Frisk cry. Peter and Alice had just left the hold. Maybe they'd be happier spending some time in cryochambers instead.]
Are you okay?
it happens to the best of us, man
[Frisk whimpers and nods, holding on tightly and burying their face against Chara's shoulder.]
I...I tried to fight the spell, but she was too strong...!
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What'd she do? I knew it wasn't nothing. Are you really okay? Tell me honestly!
[They didn't come here entirely for Frisk's sake: they're measuring how much blood to try and draw in retaliation.]
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She...she put me to sleep. I fought it a little, but she was stronger. Peter...he musta took me here. S' where I woke up.
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How nice. Rinzler's hit squad does repeats and deliveries. What's next, insurance?
[Though as far as places to leave Frisk go, this actually isn't that bad. Chara adds a few mental points to the tally, unwilling to actually relent.]
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I...I don't know what to do, Chara.
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Don't do anything. I'll take care of it.
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[Words start to get caught up in their throat, tangling all over each other. Frisk tries to speak, but all that comes out is a faint sort of wheeze. They cling on tighter.]
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[After a few more seconds Chara fishes one of their last chocolate bars from a pocket, awkwardly pulling back the already-opened foil. They don't say a word out loud, simply bumping the candy to the back of Frisk's hand. The offer for them to take it is clear.]
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[The offer of chocolate makes them pause, and it's almost funny the way they stare at the bar in vague, somewhat detached bafflement. But they nod and break off a piece, putting it in their mouth to chew and suck on slowly. Frisk can't quite manage a smile of thinks, but they do bump their forehead gently against Chara's own.]
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[There was never any way that Chara wouldn't do anything about this; the only question is what the results will be.]