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Shortly after Jedao's post re. the Cabinet of Peturbation - audio

[sixfeetofdirt]

Did you get caught up in that business with Justine?

Re: Shortly after Jedao's post re. the Cabinet of Peturbation - audio

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

What? The poison thing?

No. I've been asleep.

Re: Shortly after Jedao's post re. the Cabinet of Peturbation - audio

[sixfeetofdirt]

Good. [Now he doesn't have to kill her!] I'm - sorry if I woke you.

Re: Shortly after Jedao's post re. the Cabinet of Peturbation - audio

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Nah, it's alright. I've been up for about ten minutes.

You worried? Did you check with Rosita? [Paranoid as she is, he doesn't think she'd fall for something like that, but - anything's possible.]

[sixfeetofdirt]

I did. She's fine.

I just - well, Jedao didn't name names. I had to be sure.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Good. Don't think there's anyone else I'd care about.

[He's not forgetting Norton, but he is assuming he was also asleep. Or with someone else.]

Not getting back to sleep now, though.

Fuck.

[sixfeetofdirt]

Mm.

...Since I've also offered Rosita the opportunity to share her opinions on my judgement, I should also tell you that I let Justine test a powerful amnesia-inducing drug on me and run me through her experimental maze in the Enclosure.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[There's a long moment of silence.]

Astarion. What the fuck?

[sixfeetofdirt]

She explained what was going to happen to me. It was fine!

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

So why didn't you tell anyone? Me? Rosita?

[sixfeetofdirt]

Because I didn't see any reason to. The drug was temporary, and if I'd told either of you then you might have asked me not to.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

And that wasn't a red flag to you?

[sixfeetofdirt]

Apparently not. Besides, it was fine.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Fucking hell.

[sixfeetofdirt]

It's not as if I knew she was going to follow up by doing the same thing to people who couldn't give their consent.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah, I know.

I just - that was risky.

[sixfeetofdirt]

She sold it to me as an opportunity to learn more about myself. To find out who I am at my core, unburdened by my life's experiences.

I don't think I did, really.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah, no shit. You think she'd be here if she could really do that?

[sixfeetofdirt]

She might! Some inmates here are capable of great things, I'm sure.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Oh yeah? I'm sure there are several woth an impressive kill count.

[sixfeetofdirt]

And she could easily have been both.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Alright fine.

Next time, tell someone, yeah? You're used to doing shit on your own, I know, but -

You aren't alone anymore.

[sixfeetofdirt]

...I'm not. I'm not at all used to doing things on my own.

I'm just not sure I'll ever be entirely used to people caring about what I do.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Not - physically alone. Just not being able to trust other people. [A sigh.]

But I do care. I care a fucking lot. And that shit - [He looks to the ceiling.] - it scares me, okay?

[sixfeetofdirt]

I... I understand.

I'll try to be more careful.