NPC Inbox: Fear

[lingeringfear]

[Fear's inbox message is simply a crackling of static, with vague thumps here and there. It goes on for about thirty seconds before cutting short, like the sound was snapped off.]

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[video]

[lingeringfear]

[He considers this for a long few moments, feeling the effect of what Peter is doing. It's interesting, at the very least, though he's not sure quite how it does for power. Still, better than he is expecting.]

Do you have them? The cigarettes.

[video]

[werewolfing]

Yeah.

[he takes a pack out of his pocket, shows that on the video, and then takes a cigarette out and shows that too.]

You want 'em on your altar?

[video]

[lingeringfear]

Yes. For a moment.

[He's still not entirely sure what a cigarette is, so he needs to be able to see them in full before he can make any promises.]

[video]

[werewolfing]

[he does as asked, putting the open pack and the cigarette both down on the altar and stepping back.]

Okay, do your thing.

[video]

[lingeringfear]

[He does. It doesn't look like much, because it isn't much, and after a moment, Fear nods thoughtfully.]

I see what it is now. When you wake up tomorrow, you'll have more.

Is that all?

[video]

[werewolfing]

Will you do it again when I run out? Like I said, I have plenty of memories.

[video]

[lingeringfear]

Yes. As long as you continue feeding me.

You don't have to come back here for it. Once was enough.

[video]

[werewolfing]

Okay. It's a deal.

[he takes his cigarettes from the altar and lights up the one he'd taken from the pack. in the temple, but hey, carcinogens are scary, right?]

Later, Fear.