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[didorothy]

[sitting at a desk in the middle of the Astral Plane, working on his paperwork like a good little nancy boy. And, like a good little nancy boy, he's listening to a broadway musical. On the glasses Fumie gave him, to be specific.

In fact, he's singing along to one. Yes indeed, Sam's singing "If You Were Gay."]

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[didorothy]

What sorts of strange things?

[contract_star]

[Decides to throw Sam a bone.] People disappearing. Unexplained deaths. Rumors of people with strange abilities, that are starting to become more than just rumors. That's how I know about the hypnosis. Some of the rumors sound ridiculous, but others...

[didorothy]

Seen any of it for yourself?

[contract_star]

[Sharply,] My parents disappeared when the Gates showed up, and I haven't seen my sister in five years. Does that count?

[didorothy]

Not when it still seems like you're hiding something.

[contract_star]

[Hei can only be pushed so far before he starts pushing back.]

What was it like when you died, Mr. Tyler?

[didorothy]

Bit hellish, actually, but after the actual dying was done I was all right. Why are you hiding things?

[contract_star]

[All of Hei's plans are backfiring! He's also getting pissed off and feeling rather cornered, which isn't a good combination.]

It doesn't concern you.

[didorothy]

There aren't many things about my friends that don't concern me.

[contract_star]

[Congratulations, Sam, you are one of the few people EVER who has been able to catch him off guard.]

I'm...what?

[didorothy]

'Friend'? 'Mate'? Not sure I know any other synonyms. 'Bloke I'm fond of' doesn't roll off the tongue, does it?

[contract_star]

[Looks away and says nothing, because he doesn't know what to say.]

[didorothy]

[looks at him carefully, and then shrugs, leaning back in his chair] You don't have to tell me anything. But I'd at least like to know why you're not telling.

[contract_star]

[Long, long pause, and when he answers he's not looking at Sam.] Because it's dangerous. You're not involved, and you shouldn't have to be.

[didorothy]

I won't be. I'm not part of your world, Li. Whatever it is that's dangerous, it can't touch me.

[contract_star]

It will if anyone else from my world ever arrives here.

[didorothy]

And then I won't even have knowledge to help me.

[contract_star]

[You are mean, Sam. Hei looks away, and it's a while before he answers.]

If ever someone comes here who mentions Contractors, or claims to be one--be very careful. Avoid them if you can. [Pauses again.] Contractors are soulless monsters, and they wouldn't think twice about killing you if they thought you were a threat.

[didorothy]

[nods, a silent thank you] Hypnotists are some of these Contractors?

[ooc; just as Sam tells Kirihara that he doesn't know what Contractors are, too!]

[contract_star]

Yes.

[ooc: IT WAS NOT PLANNED! :DDDDD]

[didorothy]

Are they just hypnotists?

[ooc; So you say.]

[contract_star]

The abilities vary.

[ooc: D: I r innocent, I swears!~~]

[didorothy]

With varying degrees of danger, I'd guess.

[contract_star]

[Nods once.] People in my world who know about them usually end up dead or with their memories erased. [Looking away,] Be careful.

[didorothy]

I will be. Promised Fumie, didn't I? I keep my promises.

Li. I doubt you'll take me up on this offer, but you can talk to me. Open invitation.