That is a lot of stuff in drawers and such just sitting in poisonous ash and blood-not-blood goop.
But also can a corpse without eyes see anything? ... well, overhearing's still possible, supposedly, since the corpse grins a death-grin up in vaguely Merlot's direction.
"Just what kind of mess is this newest guest making of my humble abode, hm?"
It sounds like an old man but too crusty and gross to tell.
[... well. a little politeness never hurt. might as well make his last memories pleasant, hm? so he doesn't suspect too much.]
If anything, Grandfather, I'm helping make it easier to clean up in here, like any good servant would do - particularly if some of the mess winds up being self-inflicted.
[the "Grandfather" is ... not meant familiarly, as much as it's simply an overly friendly way to address an elderly gentleman, but his player's got a sinking suspicion he may be more "correct" in that assertion than he's aware.]
Well, I suppose maybe someone might've "seen", or "heard", something - but as for what state I'd assume that someone might've been left in, it seems fair to me to suggest a live man wouldn't have been in the room to see anything, but a corpse is a blameless witness.
Sure, I might. [what's a "police", he wonders, idly.]
But it's getting late, and I have to wonder if that'd really be good for an old man's heart. And you strike me as a man who appreciates having a fine life. Maybe even a fine wife?
[okay, he's just guessing here, but - he's pieced together some things about the scenario whence Beatrice and Battler came. there's ... types, surely.]
"Bah! Marriage... what did that get me but four spoiled children who can't even manage their own affairs without bringing down everything I've built? Whether a fine wife or not is irrelevant if the woman can't even manage to bear me children worth anything!"
Hmmm ... Sounds to me like a better wife would be the one that doesn't have children of her own in the first place, don't you think? I hear there's always children looking for a good set of rich parents to devote themselves to for some reason or another all over the place, these days.
And if you tire of them, well ... they're not really your kids in the end, are they? You can simply cut them loose, just that easily.
"KAHAAHA! You think I'm saying those brats aren't mine? They're mine, they're all mine! But truly, I should have cut them loose much sooner, perhaps you're not wrong there.
"So, child, what are you after, hm? Conversation with a corpse isn't usually such a lively affair."
Perhaps I just have a perverse interest in disgustingly older men?
I am curious what you're doing here, though. Perhaps you can help me understand something about the man who's been like a father, to me, seeing as you're clearly something in the family way to him yourself ...
For instance, don't all children long to kill their parents? And yet here you are, looking quite lively for a corpse.
Corpse would have something to say about that first thing but the last thing makes him just LAUGH AND LAUGH AND LAUGH and there's also an [AHAHA.WAV] echoing in the room.
"BATTLER? KILL HIS PARENTS? KILL ANYONE? THAT BOY DOESN'T HAVE THE STRENGTH OF GUTS TO PULL A TRIGGER EVEN IF IT WERE TO BE A MERCY! KYHAHAHAHAHA! You should choose your parents more wisely if you expect something like that from a father figure! But I could see the resemblance--you're just as foolish as he is!"
Ahh ... well. I was hoping you'd be more fun. Like the "maybe if I dressed myself up in a nice little dress you'd find me a decent distraction from your wife problems" sort of fun. Doesn't look like my day for it, unfortunately ...
Perhaps he'll thank me for this, after all.
[and just going to try to hack the old man corpse's head off with the sword, because why not.]
... reminding me of Yuzu isn't making me enjoy the thought of more of your company, you know.
[and so he's going to just. manhandle the corpse, rather cruelly, and try and slam it into a wall. do you have the key on your body somewhere, old man????? where is it? does he have to turn you upside down and shake you to find it????]
The body is gross and crusty and also very brittle. It's not difficult at all to do something like... oh. Tear out some organs, specifically the heart, and discover a shiny gold key in it.
You know, I wouldn't have minded working with you to see if you could make Battler's situation worse, and my job, easier? But you had to go and be like that about it. I only enjoy being humiliated when it's fun, you know ...
[sighs heavily, and turns to go shove the key into the lock and move on.]
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But also can a corpse without eyes see anything? ... well, overhearing's still possible, supposedly, since the corpse grins a death-grin up in vaguely Merlot's direction.
"Just what kind of mess is this newest guest making of my humble abode, hm?"
It sounds like an old man but too crusty and gross to tell.
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If anything, Grandfather, I'm helping make it easier to clean up in here, like any good servant would do - particularly if some of the mess winds up being self-inflicted.
[the "Grandfather" is ... not meant familiarly, as much as it's simply an overly friendly way to address an elderly gentleman, but his player's got a sinking suspicion he may be more "correct" in that assertion than he's aware.]
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"Kiyahahahaha, I see, I see! And do you really think that no one else is watching as you wreak havoc?"
Gramps is wise to your nonsense, pal.
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Well, I suppose maybe someone might've "seen", or "heard", something - but as for what state I'd assume that someone might've been left in, it seems fair to me to suggest a live man wouldn't have been in the room to see anything, but a corpse is a blameless witness.
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Listen, he thinks he's funny.
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But it's getting late, and I have to wonder if that'd really be good for an old man's heart. And you strike me as a man who appreciates having a fine life. Maybe even a fine wife?
[okay, he's just guessing here, but - he's pieced together some things about the scenario whence Beatrice and Battler came. there's ... types, surely.]
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He's a real piece of work, this one.
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And if you tire of them, well ... they're not really your kids in the end, are they? You can simply cut them loose, just that easily.
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"So, child, what are you after, hm? Conversation with a corpse isn't usually such a lively affair."
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I am curious what you're doing here, though. Perhaps you can help me understand something about the man who's been like a father, to me, seeing as you're clearly something in the family way to him yourself ...
For instance, don't all children long to kill their parents? And yet here you are, looking quite lively for a corpse.
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"BATTLER? KILL HIS PARENTS? KILL ANYONE? THAT BOY DOESN'T HAVE THE STRENGTH OF GUTS TO PULL A TRIGGER EVEN IF IT WERE TO BE A MERCY! KYHAHAHAHAHA! You should choose your parents more wisely if you expect something like that from a father figure! But I could see the resemblance--you're just as foolish as he is!"
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Perhaps he'll thank me for this, after all.
[and just going to try to hack the old man corpse's head off with the sword, because why not.]
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Unfortunately(?), it doesn't stop his body from shaking with laughter.
[AHAHA.WAV]
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[and so he's going to just. manhandle the corpse, rather cruelly, and try and slam it into a wall. do you have the key on your body somewhere, old man????? where is it? does he have to turn you upside down and shake you to find it????]
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[his face twists, repulsively repulsed.]
You know, I wouldn't have minded working with you to see if you could make Battler's situation worse, and my job, easier? But you had to go and be like that about it. I only enjoy being humiliated when it's fun, you know ...
[sighs heavily, and turns to go shove the key into the lock and move on.]
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