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(transcribed, "Asleep for thirteen hours? Tch. Almost two days without sleep seemed fine to me.")

Let's see... I paid a small visit to the library today. Didn't bother looking up that Livius thing, I'm sure it just means liver. But that Cain guy...

The one who would kill his only brother because their god paid more attention to him. I couldn't help but laugh~ I think that guy had the right mind to do that. Except I would have done it if my brother was a prick. And much, much more bloody. Its the only good way to do that sort of thing after all.

(transcribed crunching sound)

This rock candy stuff doesn't taste half bad. The red kind's the best.

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So I can call you Cain now?

I was going to anyway.

The guy was kinda smart but my name still remains to be Envy. Got it?

(ooc: Btw, I have you to blame for getting me obsessed with DOGS. *waves finger of accusation*)

Depends. Have you got the right body back?

[[ooc; I feel oh so guilty, I assure you ;D]]

(hole stabbed into the paper)

So if I whoop your sorry ass beyond recognition, I can call you whatever name I like. Keep that in mind.

I'll take that for a yes.

But I kind of like Cain better, so I might just stick with it.

At least it's not Livius.

(muttered in background) I swear, when I get back to normal...

Sounds like you pulled that name out of thin air, if you ask me.

[pause, as he tries to make out the words]

So not yet then? Can't say I'm disappointed. I still bet that one looks better.

You went to the library once - look it up.

And I'm willing to bet that you're gay.

Hmph. I hate libraries, they're so dull.

Are you hitting on me?

Is it because you can't actually read, Cain?

It's alright, you know, if you had a librarian explain it to you.

Don't flatter yourself. I can't even feel intercourse as a Homunculus.

I would think I can read after four hundred years, moron.

Then drop it, dumbass.

Yeah, well you forgot how to eat...

In all fairness, you complimented me first. Your fault.

That's because I didn't need to.

I just don't see what you've got to whine about.

Who knows what else you've forgotten how to do?

I hate blondes.

I already know what this damn castle took. I don't think it'd take away something as petty as reading. Wasn't important to me.

Yeah?

So what was it?

Yeah. The most wretched of all humans if you ask me.

Like I'm telling you. You're the one that poisoned me.

I didn't poison you. It's like I said - you ate too fast.

And I'm supposed to believe you? Give me one good reason why.

Have you eaten since then?

If you slowed down at all, or ate less, you didn't get sick, did you?

Of course I've eaten. This body's really demanding, you know.

But there's a simple answer: I got the food myself. Or got a ghost to get it. So I'm at one hundred percent.

Alright, so if I poisoned you, then how did the doctor's simple pills fix you up?

If I'd really poisoned you, wouldn't you be dead?

Tell yourself that all you like. I still think you tried to kill me, and that's that.

And word to wise, I don't die that easily.

I'll keep that in mind.

But you should too.

Right. For when I put that foot up your ass. Shouldn't be that hard. (transcribed laugh)

You can keep thinking that, if you want.