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[Peacock is... displeased, to say the least. It's true that it can bend (and outright break, if it prefers) its own rules at will. However. There's a difference between the bending and breaking of rules such as the length of its toying with the residents or its interpretation of wishes, though, and outright turning and undoing a wish that's already been made regarding itself. The upshot of which, of course, is that it's stuck within its own walls until the end of the month.

Have fun, residents, with the irritable eldritch abomination prowling the corridors.]

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Yes, but out of hatred towards me I'd assumed that you'd prefer to spend your time with someone else.

But you'd prefer for me to be elsewhere. Therefore...

How can you be certain that I'd prefer for you to be elsewhere and am not currently taking joy in your presence?

Oh, I don't know. Because I can read your mind?

That's rather rude and intrusive.

That's the nature of what I am.

No wonder the others of your kind found you insufferable.

[Enjoy the feeling of your lungs constricting so that you can't breathe, Twister.]

What did I tell you regarding that topic?

[Twister can't do much more than choke quietly right about now.]

[...oh. Wait. It undoes that, looking him over.]

Well?

[He gasps for a moment as he gets his breath back.]

Your actions... speak volume...

You assume too much.

[It throws him against the wall to punctuate that.]

Your reasoning for why I avoid the subject is entirely incorrect.

If you...

[He shakily gets up, leaning on one knee.]

...don't tell me where I'm going wrong...

[Coughs out bloods.]

...then I will be forced to make assumptions.

Or you could simply drop the subject, as I have told you to.

But you are not my master... I am merely your plaything...

...Therefore I won't listen to you... As a toy does not listen to the child who... who buys it.

Then I will exercise the right to break my toys.

[Twister you've hit walls more often than you've hit Tyrannus this month, buy a goddamn clue.]

[He calms himself, wiping the blood away.]

By continuing to kill me and revive me. As I've said before, forgive me for not being scared. I'm aware that while you cause me great pain, nothing you do will be permanent. And if it is, then I will be dead and therefore cease to have a say in the matter anyway.

...perhaps I ought to turn to others to punish you. Tyrannus, perhaps, or Petrel.

Don't you dare do anything to Trya-

...Who's Petrel?

[Oh, hey? Hey, Peacock? You kind of haven't used that card yet. Twister still doesn't know about Petrel yet. enjoy ruining his life. :D]

Petrel is your Clive. Currently in the possession of one Russian Roulette.

[Actual liferuiner Peacock, go.]

[If the reaction you were expecting to this was for Twister to physically lift you from the ground and slam you against the wall of the corridor then congratulations, you got your wish.]

How are you bring my Clive here, you little shit!

[It's all fun and games when it involves people from everyone else's dimensions, but apparently the same does not apply when you bring people in from his own.]

And leave him with Roulette, no less! This is... this is too far!

[And if you weren't expecting to be thrown off it into the opposite wall, Twister, you clearly don't know Peacock well enough.

When it speaks, though, its voice is low and practically icy as it leaves Twister pinned against the wall.]

You do not have the right to question my choice of residents. I will bring whoever I like. I am the one who rules this place - democracy is a rather human idea, after all, and I think it is rather firmly established at this point that I am not human, and nor do I subscribe to your pitiful little ideas - and it is entirely up to my discretion who comes here.

If you wish to regain him so much, it is Roulette you need to speak to. But by your own little human logic, there's no reason that he ought not keep Petrel, given your hold over Tyrannus.

...Send him back.

Please...!

[It slams Twister into the ceiling and then the floor.]

No.

I shall keep him as long as I like.

I will do anything you want...

[Also, I don't think my bones are all where they should be at this point.]