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[threelayers]

[A tinny, electronic voice comes on the other line. The message recorded is very obviously a 'default' setting of the fluid, available to any user. It displays no name or identity.]

The person you're trying to reach cannot answer the phone right now. Please leave a message with your name and number after the beep and we will return your call.

[What? Were you actually expecting her to record a voice message?]

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[threelayers]

Kid, the posturing's sort of cute, but stop doing it for your own sake.

I knew you'd come to kill me, or try.
Just like I know her sister will.
She's not half as nice as you seem to think she is.
You're not telling me anything I didn't already figure out, just like I knew you had a crush on her because it's as obvious as you two dumbasses changing your relationship statuses.

You're right. You can't convince me.
Because I know it's wrong and I don't fucking care.
I actually know it won't solve anything, and I don't care.
Here's my recommendation.

Plot whatever you want to try and stop me.
I'll try to leave you out of it because I promised HER. But shit happens.
But kiss her while you have the chance.
Fuck her while you have the chance.
Because I will find a way to send her to hell, and then I'll join her.

[droptheious]

I'm not going to kill you. I'm not stupid. The cats will stop me. I have no intention of killing you. I don't need to kill you to deal with you.

[And he should probably avoid straight-up murder because Rapunzel is here and even if she doesn't know him yet, he knows she'd be disappointed in him and he'd rather die himself than deal with that shit again. ]

Thanks for making that super weird and creepy. Recommendation noted and ignored.

[Neo, he nearly passes out from stress when she holds his hand. There is categorically no getting jiggy with it here. ]

[threelayers]

Not going to kill me, but going to stop my murderous impulses?
You've managed to pique my curiosity.
Not that I plan on testing you out intentionally.

Don't make it creepy, dumbass.
Just, if you actually care about her, act like you might not have tomorrow with her.
It's not meant to be bad advice, kid.

[droptheious]

I'm an alchemist. I have ways and means.

...You know that would actually be really nice advice if it wasn't for the fact you were the one doing your best to make sure I don't have tomorrow with her. That takes the niceness off it a little bit.

[threelayers]

Stop spilling your secrets.
It's unbecoming.

It's not really meant to be nice.
But since you claim to know how I feel.
It felt the only civil thing to do.

I'm not her only enemy who hates her enough to ignore the risks here.
She breeds obsessive hatred as much as she does friends.

[droptheious]

It's not a secret, don't flatter yourself. Anyone who spends like, five minutes with me knows I'm an alchemist.

Just speaking from experience. And YEAH I've noticed that too, thanks. Well and truly noticed.

[Fern's anger towards her is a continued source of stress for him.]

[threelayers]

Thank you for not wasting my time trying to tell me she's really a good person. Others have. It's irritating.
They think I don't know.
There's a reason she seems to make friends everywhere she goes.
She's a good person.

But she's also the person who got Roman killed and left me alive.
And Cinder's the one who left us out to dry for her own little war, right there with the monsters and the idiot dregs she gave us.

I 'might' feel the tiniest pang of guilt when I kill your lover.
I won't when I stab Cinder through the heart.
I'd probably be doing the world a favor then, not that I actually care.

[droptheious]

There's always a reason and I'm not going to tell you that it's invalid. Why you want her gone. I don't agree with you, but nothing I can say will change your mind on that, so I'm not even going to try.

I haven't heard a lot about Cinder.

[He's not going to dignify her pang of guilt comment with a response. No sir.]

[threelayers]

An arrogant.
Power-mad.
Cocky little shit.

She's bent on stealing every last drop of power she can get, constantly gloats and goads everyone like she thinks it will get them off their game and they don't know she's really full of shit.
She's also a violent pyromaniac and psycho even by my standards.
Who just happens to be one of maybe six people on the planet who can do real magic, which makes her insanely powerful.

Fuck, I hate working for that bitch, waiting for a chance to kill her.
Ask Red sometime. She can tell you all about her.

[droptheious]

So what I'm getting here is that you really don't like her.

[threelayers]

I'm pretty sure her mother wouldn't like her.
There's maybe one dumb idiot who actually likes her, and worships the ground she walks on.
I kind of feel sorry for that girl.

Trust me.
If you ever meet Cinder, you will hate her more than me.
Me, you hate because I want to kill someone you love.
Her, she wants to kill her and just about everyone else to get what she wants.

[droptheious]

Well. I guess there's someone for everyone.

And what is it that she wants? Is it a revenge thing or is she after something more?

[It's...starting to slip a little too close to Cass for his liking and it's making him feel uncomfortable. He's sure Cass wouldn't kill anyone- hell, she directly told him she didn't want to hurt him. But he never intended to kill anyone when he started out and look where he ended up. ]

[threelayers]

Power.
If that girl wants anything else, I haven't seen it.
She's as cartoon villain as they come.

This has been a treat, chitty-chatting with the boyfriend of the woman I plan to stab through the heart one of these days very soon. really, it's been a positive delight to break bread with someone who probably wants to turn me into a stone statue or something equally weird, but don't you think you've poked the bear long enough.

Trust me. Red knows all about Cinder. Ask her.

[droptheious]

Great. Wonderful.

Oh yeah. It's been a delight. Loved every second of it. I'll leave you to your... whatever it is you do when you're not trying to murder my girlfriend. Knitting? I'm guessing knitting.

[threelayers]

Jigsaw puzzles.
See you around, lover boy.

[Click.]