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[cultivatingsin]

[He tosses a black stone up and down, catching it and then slipping it quickly up his sleeve. Shadows dance around his sleeve and he grins, revealing sharp fangs. Don't worry, those are completely natural. For him anyway.]

Is it too much to ask for a head's up before everything goes to shit next time? ...it is too much?

[He pretends to listen to a nonexistent answer, cupping his hand around his ear.]

I'm not against you creating more corpses. Believe me, I would love a hoard of them.

[Just to play around. Just to order around, actually.]

Some of my friends have disappeared. It's hard not to be sad. Come on, someone take my mind off of it~

I might even show you a neat trick if you do.

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[cultivatingsin]

[Xue Yang laughs and sets his newest finds down on a table. Once he is comfortable on the cushion, he pulls them into his lap, one by one. What? Was Linhardt expecting comfort?

As for the titles, the following probably give some insight into his demented mind: Medieval Torture Methods, Poisonous Plants of Eurasia and Vascular Systems in Mammals.]

Who said they didn't try to make amends? [He snorts.] I kept the city where I was staying surrounded by corpses and talisman. Anyone who tried to sneak in and kill me likely found the hoard and joined them.

[By dying.]

Did you screw up that badly?