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Message: <blockquote data-quote="industrygothica" data-source="post: 3696537" data-attributes="member: 23298">Darian watches Marionette as she smears the blood over her mask.  The illusion that her wound is worse than it is pulls at his guilt, threatening to break him down where he stands.As the smoke from his cigar fills the room he removes his cloak and unbuttons his shirt and finally take a chair with his back to the frightened doll.  "Forgive me," he says in a whisper loud enough for her to hear.  The smell of burnt hair and skin mingle with that of the cigar, and the muscles in in Darian's neck stretch to their limit as he tries not to scream.Only when he can feel the blood trickling down his belly does he remove the cigar from his chest, and bits of charred flesh and gore come with it.  After a few deep breaths he relights the cigar and burns another reminder into his sizzling flesh.After stubbing out the cigar completely Darian removes a handkerchief from his cloak on the table.  His chest still dripping blood and ooze, he approaches Suki in the corner and bends to wipe her blood from her mask and wooden hands. "My guilt is true, as is my promise--I'll touch you only if you allow it, and never in anger."I regret my actions, and will forever, but there is an investigation afoot.  I fear your Alek is suspect; if only for him, permit me to speak with you so that we can put this horrible day to rest."  His eyes ask without words to clean her mask and hands, but he will keep his promise not to touch her without her permission.[sblock=ooc]Not sure if it'll help given the corcumstances, but Darian has a Diplomacy modifier of +10[/sblock]</blockquote>

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