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[doctor_dismemberment]

[The feed clicks on abruptly. Richtofen glances up at the camera, then down at the keyboard, and scowls.]

Wha- No, you stupid thing, I did not mean-!

[He heaves a sigh. He's silent for about three seconds, then looks back up at the camera wearing a grin that's more predatory than anything. He raises both hands, fingers spread, and gives them a little wiggle.]

...My hands are not cooperating with me today. [He balls them into fists. His smile is tight-lipped, eyes shining with annoyance.] Ah, well. Video will work just as well as text, I suppose...

[He sucks in a big breath, and lets it out in a high-pitched whine of air that trails into a word.]

Soooooo, Tower, mein kleine friends. It has been a little bit, has it not? Two weeks, perhaps three? [He moves one hand around in the air as if grasping for words, and a shiver of a laugh creeps into his voice.] You know, it is just so hard to tell the time when you are trapped in a desolate wasteland without even bugs to keep you company!

[He ends in a shout that wipes the smile off his face, so Richtofen - chest heaving just a bit - takes care to twist his lips upward before he goes on.]

But I digress.

[He leans back in his seat, hoists his boots up onto the terminal. With his arms folded behind his head, he looks confident, even if he's too high-strung to ever be considered "relaxed."]

Tell me, what have I missed? It feels like it has been forever since I have been around all of you lovely people. Please, I implore you, I want to know everything that has happened while I have been away. [He lifts an index finger and gives it a little wave.] The doctor does not like being out of the loop, you know!

[It's unclear why he's asking this on the network, of all places. Surely nothing too secret can be revealed in public... Maybe he just wants attention.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[All at once, Richtofen deflates. He puffs his cheeks out like a disappointed child.]

Ja, that would have been a nice present to come back to. This just goes to show you: you cannot trust that rat Jason to do anything nice.

[A beat.]

Or that rat Ganondorf to do anything effective. [A smirk crawls onto his face.] But I suppose the knowledge that they have both failed in equal amounts is somewhat comforting.

[notayoungkitten]

Having them both out of the picture was too much to ask.

However, I did manage to harm Jason before he killed me. He's still weakened, if Aria is to be believed. It's only a matter of time before the two of them finish each other off.

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen hoists his feet off of the terminal so he can lean in close. His smirk turns into a slash of a grin, and his eyes shine, bright and interested.]

You hurt him? Really?

[Abruptly, he looks angry.]

Damn. I would have wanted to shove a-- No matter.

[Then he's all smiles again.]

How badly? Does he scream when he's hurt? Oh, you simply must give me details!

[notayoungkitten]

To be honest, I don't remember. Everyone was so busy taking shots at him.

He did bleed, though.

It proves he's mortal.

[doctor_dismemberment]

Hmm, shame. I suppose I will have to learn the specifics myself.

[Even a private feed like this must still be accessible by the administrators, but he doesn't care enough to censor himself. He wants Jason to eavesdrop on this conversation, actually. If he can't threaten him to his face, might as well do it in a roundabout way.]

That is good to hear, though. It is hopeful, ja? I'm sure we are one step closer to figuring out how to off him once und for all.

[His eyes go half-lidded and unfocused for a second, and he bites his lip.]

Oh, the sweet satisfaction of seeing him writhing in pain... [His voice drops to something just above a raspy whisper.] It will be so delightful...

[notayoungkitten]

[A normal person would find Richtofen's fantasies disturbing and strange.

Unfortunately, Ocelot spent much of her career in FOXHOUND torturing people for fun as much as to get information.]

We'll make him scream. He'll pay for what he's done.