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[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[No recording. Envy doesn't want to talk to any stupid humans.]

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[thefatedpath]

Hello there.

My name is Alisaie Leveilleur. I am your assigned Warden this month.

Your name is Envy, is it?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[Oh. Another one of these.]

I don't care.

[thefatedpath]

Very well, Idontcare. [ Not dumb, but said out of sheer spite. ] Would you like to meet in person to discuss this arrangement further?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

No.

[thefatedpath]

Then we'll continue on here.

With that said, how long have you been here?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

I don't know, who cares? There was a whole year in there. Don't you mortal maggots care about those?

[thefatedpath]

Of course we do.

Though..."Mortal"? Implying that you are not mortal?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Wow, you're clever.

[thefatedpath]

And you're sarcastic. Clearly.

Now. Considering you dislike mortals so much, what exactly is it that you dislike about them?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

You're dumb, useless, emotional, illogical, hypocritical, excitable, and I could go on all day. Sometimes you make decent toys, but you're not really worth the trouble. If Father didn't need you for raw materials we'd have already found a way to wipe you out back home, and I hope he did exactly that the second the plan came together.

[thefatedpath]

Yes, we can be some of those things on occasion. No one is without their flaws.

If that is how you describe mortals, then how would you describe yourself?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

A homunculus.

[Yes, he's being deliberately obtuse.]

[thefatedpath]

Oh, what a detailed description. You have so many words to describe mortals but only that many for yourself?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

It's what I am. There were only ever seven real ones, and we're not a lot alike. Better than humans, busy with our mission, tired of you already, there.

[thefatedpath]

'Tired' yet you keep talking.

So could these other homunculi be considered to your 'family' of sorts? You referred to someone named Father after all.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Good point, I can just stop.

[thefatedpath]

You could. But would you really deprive yourself of telling a mere mortal how inferior they are?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[No response.]

Spam!

[thefatedpath]

[ Very well. She sets out immediately to find them. Hear that stomping down the hall? It's probably Alisaie heading in your direction. ]

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[He doesn't care enough to be hiding from her. He's still death tolling just a little, his form wobbly and uncooperative, and there's a great deal of can't be bothered in his general air. She finds him flopped on a sofa in a common room, heels on the wall and head hanging upside-down of the cushions. He does not look up when she enters.]

[thefatedpath]

[ Alisaie goes right over and looks down on him from her vantage point of standing up. ]

Come now, did a mere conversation wear you out that much?

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Oh, it's you.

[thefatedpath]

Indeed.

It seemed that you would prefer a conversation in person, so I am here to oblige.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

It doesn't really matter to me what you do. You can talk if it makes you feel better.

[thefatedpath]

[ So she takes a seat by the couch and crosses her legs in front of her. ]

Strange to think I've been here over a year. I know that time moves differently, but I can't help but hope my brother is not getting into some sort of trouble. It is enough to make one homesick.

[ She glances back. ]

What of you? You never mentioned if those like you and your Father were family, so do you miss them?