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006 + FOR GOD HAS NOT DESTINED US FOR WRATH [text]

That was quite unpleasant. I must admit, I think I'll refrain from exploring ports in the future.

If you're here, boy, you're forgiven.

Due to my discomfort with speaking, I'll be pushing the service back to next Saturday; it will take place on the deck. I hope this isn't too inconvenient for anyone.

Buffy, were you a victim of the port?

Richie, I've read your file.

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Tell me about your death here.

What like how or what led up to it? Because there wasn't a reason, I just got killed.

Both.

Tell me what you were doing before you were killed. I don't care if you think it's relevant.

From what I can tell it was pretty much what killed me the first time. Except nobody bit me and it was from the inside. And they pulled out a fuckton of glass, I guess.

I was eating dinner. And then I fell asleep in the mess hall. And that's all I remember.

[Surprisingly enough, none of this is a lie.]

What did you do the day before this one?

Why do you want to know?

I'm wondering if you may have done something that other people considered murdering you for.

Also, as your warden, I feel it's my responsibility to understand the circumstances of your mysterious death.

I didn't, I swear. Jesse and Raistlin have a hard on for making my life miserable, that's all. I didn't DO anything.

[...Talk to Lua, Cas. You would probably get a more helpful answer out of her; Richie's kind of a child about taking responsiblity. :/ ]

If that's the case, telling me what you did do frees you from my suspicions. You have nothing to hide, right?

...Well what the hell are you being suspicious for? You're supposed to be in my court. If I tell you I didn't do anything then I didn't do anything, okay?

You misunderstand my purpose as your warden. I will not always take your side, especially when you're wrong. The best way to clear your name of doubt is to simply tell me what you did that day.

Talked to people. Hung around. Tried not to die of boredom; you know, the usual.

Who?

Lua.

And. Uh.

Maybe Claire.

What did you say to Lua and Claire?

The usual? I dunno, it's not really important.

Tell me.

Why? It DOESN'T MATTER. It's none of your business. We just talked. About stuff. You know, like people do?

As your warden, it is my business.

Tell me. Would you prefer for me to ask Lua and/or Claire?

...No.

[Lua would be okay, but Claire would lie. Or so he's convinced.]

Lua always checks in with me. It wasn't anything different, just the usual kind of stuff. Hi, how are you doing, what's new, whatever.

And I don't know, with Claire we just talked about...stuff. Her and Jesse and I guess they're having problems or something but whatever, that's their thing.

I don't really want to talk about it, it didn't go well.

What happened, that it didn't go well?

You've got my file, don't you? Why don't you ask it?

I told you. I don't want to talk about it.

I don't care what you want. Tell me what happened.

Why? You're just going to go ask her about it after. And she's not going to say the same thing I will. And you're going to believe her over me. So what's the point?

I'm offering you the opportunity to defend yourself.

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