Log 1

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Who: Everyone (General Log)
What: Make yourself at home.
Where: A new town
When: The first day

Comments

[cursedtolive]

Yes you do! What if someone else insults you and you don't even notice? You're gonna let him get away with it?

[foundafamily]

[That's a good point, Czes. Firo looks appalled.]

Of course not! But most people are good about makin' it clear, you know?

[cursedtolive]

That's because they operate on the same level as you.

You ever notice when Maiza makes fun of people?

[foundafamily]

[Firo blinks. Mocking definitely isn't the first thing that comes to mind with Maiza. But he can remember an instance from a while before he came here.]

...Like when he threatens that cop or somethin'? He doesn't say somebody's gonna knife him, but you can tell the guy's freaked out.

[cursedtolive]

Oh, he's done more than that. Thinking back on it and all, he always had a comment for Elmer even though it mostly flew over everyone's heads.

[foundafamily]

Always? Maiza's even more impressive than I thought, huh?

[Firo had to wonder even more why he let the picciotto say all those things about him.]

[cursedtolive]

I remember him from when we were still mortal.

He had a phase.

[foundafamily]

[Firo raises an eyebrow.]

A phase?

[Do tell.]

[cursedtolive]

Let's just say he had a dirtier mouth than you.

[foundafamily]

Maiza?!

[Scandalized gasp!]

[cursedtolive]

Maiza, really. He cleaned up a bit by the time I really got to know him, though.

[foundafamily]

Cleaned up, huh... How bad're we talkin' here?

[cursedtolive]

Well, I feel like he was a real softie deep inside and all, but he was able to do that in a town as bad as the one he was from. New York's better than there 'cause it's all opened up.

[foundafamily]

Opened up?

[Having spent the bulk of his life there, Firo can't quite grasp what Czes would be talking about. New York is just normal, whatever it is.]

[cursedtolive]

Yeah. People go in and out all the time. New people bring in new ideas. People change. The city changes. Nothing stays long enough to rot the city. You know what I mean?

[foundafamily]

...I dunno. I've seen plenty a' things rottin' in the street.

[Okay, he's just trying to be difficult.]

Ain't that how it is everywhere?

[cursedtolive]

Yeah, but you'll have to break a few legs and bend over backwards to get the entire city of New York to agree on something and hush it up.

[foundafamily]

...Yeah, I guess you gotta point there. More than a few legs.

What exactly got hushed up?

[cursedtolive]

Um...

... A lot of things. A lot of crimes. Corrupted leaders, slaves, murders and stuff.

[foundafamily]

...Slaves?

[The rest is all to be expected. But that... Well, it's not as if his city is free of forced labor, but still.]

That's really fuck--messed up.