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canon: repo! the genetic opera

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Just think what I think: they're just money, they disgust him. And sometimes he gets busy, sometimes there's a rush. And you know he would break a wristcomm if he ever tried to use one, anyway.

I mean, it is going to be okay.

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Haha, no, though that kind of flattery will get you everywhere~. She's...a president of the company, one could say. I work for the London Dispatch, ex~clusively.

Didn't you? Never knowing a mother must be near as bad as never knowing a child, or never having one, to start with. You can't very well begin without a mother, but you can begin and then go on and on forever, without a daughter.

So...you work for her? Huh I guess I sort of thought it was just a one-person job.

I guess things did begin badly, without her. She died, giving birth to me. It's sort of one of the reasons my dad was...strange.

Not directly. I've never met her, in fact, but she's got to be out there, somewhere, hasn't she? I work for a delightfully horrible man. He's a wretch, you know? Not at all interested in fun~.

A common thing, really, but too bad. I wonder if it gives her any joy, knowing she carried you as long as she did, or if she feels as daughterless as you are motherless. I'm not surprised about your father. Men go mad over the smallest things.

That's what I think, too. I mean, in one of those weird, between-times ways, I sort of know her sister, who's also definitely...out there, but makes for a pretty strong case for Death, too, you know?

I hope she's happy, wherever she is. I don't like thinking that there's something she's stuck being sad about, in eternity or wherever.

Oh? Which one?

I wish I could say. I don't know where they get off to, once we send them on. It's never much interested me to know, either. I know where I went, and that's all~ that~ matters~.

The colourful one. Delirium? I guess...Despair, too, sort of, but not in the same way, where it's because of my writer.

I wish I could know. I mean, just so I know my mom's okay. Are...all grim reapers dead people?

Then their quite literally dream~y brother must be a real thing, too. Pity I've never met him.

Most of us are, nowadays. I've never worked with one who wasn't. Good thing, too - how boring would it be, if we were all from the same place?

I think he does. I mean, he has to, right?

How do you get the job? Besides just dying.

If three of them do, we'd be naive to think the other ones didn't. Willfully naive people are a waste of space.

Oh, look. The little girl caught me without an answer. For shame. I don't know. Live a life that's dangerous, charming, impossible to ignore, and maybe someone~ will think you're pretty enough to keep.

Of course, the technical answer is, "you have to finish training." But who wants to talk about school? Not interesting people, such as ourselves. School is all nonsense.

Yeah, I guess that would be sort of dumb to think, all things considered.

Oh. Good. I think. I was just hoping it wasn't the sort of thing my dad could get into. He's...not charming at all. Or pretty.

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