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[ March's voicemail message will be the standard sort for a while, and expect replies from him to be slow/strange as he tries to understand this Modern Age.

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[idesof]

[The NSA is always listening, Nickelback says so.]

You say we can be resurrected from death. So then is there no certain guarantee of the process? This resurrection does not always happen? I must admit when I first heard of it, I thought it unbelievable! Too good to be true.

[Too awful to be true, in his case, but eh. Tomato tomahto. Pardon him taking a side road off Miles but this is stuff a monstrous serial killer needs to know...and fortunately it's just weird and unheard of enough to appeal to anyone who's from a world where the dead stay dead.

Unless they're in a crazy evil hotel, of course. Tomato tomahto.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

I have known individuals who have died and were not resurrected, yes. Typically they were murdered.

[More a correlation than a causation, but the gory detail added contextual spectacle.]

But I suppose most imPorts die violently. Once even Dorian Gray was killed by a toilet.

[Still funny.]

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[Oho, that's some good information there. Yes sirree that is good news for ~the first serial killer~ God bless Frederick Chilton. But then he goes and says that, which draws March up short for a few, confused seconds. Cautiously, trying to make sense of this:]

...a toilet given sentience?

[slightlyoffchilt]

More or less. It was a magical experience.

[Quite literally, it was Billy Kaplan's magic in flux. Surely not foreshadow for anything else, no indeed.]

Gave Gray more than a mere flush, I can say that.

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[Another pause follows.]

I've heard of many unpleasant deaths in my day, but never one so shitty. Pardon my French.

[Pardon his French and not his horrible joke, yes, priorities are in order with this man.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

[Chilton, of course, is delighted.]

I'm shocked he hasn't mentioned this to you.

[So shocked.]

[idesof]

Dorian and I usually have lighter discussion. [Other people suffering = lighter discussion. Your own suffering = dark and terrible times. Though something almost dreamy floats into March's tone when he says Dorian's name. That Dorian, sure is a charmer, wonder who he's taking to the school dance, he could have anyone he wanted, oh that Dorian...] Are the two of you friends? Will you be attending his wedding?

[slightlyoffchilt]

[A beat. He took note of that enamored tone.]

I haven't decided yet, actually. I do like his soon-to-be spouse, however.

[Tobias. A patient.]

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Tobias is a sweet boy. [Perhaps to balance out Dorian's salt??] If you attend, you attend, and I'd be delighted. If not, I'll see you for Lord Baelish's affair. We've a busy month ahead of us, you and I.

[slightlyoffchilt]

We do indeed.

I look forward to speaking with you again, James.

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And I you, Frederick. I'll set aside a bottle of wine until then.

[Because drinking alone is just sad and drinking together makes eventual murder bonds easier to accomplish. Everyone wins here. But especially the Frederick Chilton of the future.]