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“ a masterful performance.”

“ i wonder if you hide in plain sight for that long, do you forget who you really are?”

“ must be hard to stay true to yourself.”

“ it’s hard not to become the mask. at least a little.”

“ i can believe it. we are what we do after all.”

“ i need to find a way to hear what they’re saying.”

“ you certainly enjoy the good life, don’t you?”

“ you don’t need luck when you own the house.”

“ last thing we want is for them to know you’re here.”

“ is everyone enjoying themselves?”

“ don’t worry. i won’t tell anyone with a badge.”

“ try to blend in.”

“ what’s ___ doing in a place like this?”

“ i’m looking for something different. new thrills.”

“ well, it’s a good thing you’re here.”

“ it’s a good thing i’m here.”

“ you?! what in the hell are you doing here?!”

“ stop me if you’ve heard this one before.”

“ i begin and have no end. and i end all that begins. what am i?”

“ i don’t give a damn.”

“ i told you ten times, our arrangement is over.”

“ is something wrong? you seem distracted.”

“ stay close and keep your head down.”

“ bullets are about to fly.”

“ what question can you never answer yes to?”

“ i don’t give a crap. lets go.”

“ masks are hard to maintain.”

“ hey! no one leaves!”

“ you okay?”

“ what you did to that man, knocking him out like that… how did you do that?”

“ i had a different impression of you from tv.”

“ i said run.”

“ if you stay, you’ll die.”

“ i’ll be there shortly.”

“ be ready for a fight.”

“ please, please. we can make a deal. anything you want.”

“ our issues can’t be solved with handshakes.”

“ this is what happens when you back out of a deal with me.”

“ there’s only one way you’re getting out of this alive.”

“ i’d choose my words carefully if i were you.”

“ no, please! don’t do this!”

“ y-y-you’re completely insane!”

“ no. i don’t believe that’s it.”

“ i’ve heard stories in the streets about you.”

“ you’re the biggest name in ___ since… well, since i left town.” 

“ everyone’s very impressed with you… i’m not impressed”

“ i’ve come home to find a wannabe in my chair.”

“ now i’m back. and i’m taking what’s mine.”

“ all you scum are the same.”

“ spoken like someone who sees the world in black and white.”

“ oh, you have to be kidding!”

“ clever. but not smart enough!”

“ let me show you how it was done back in the day.”

“ think i care about your rules?”

“ i’d heard you were a man who followed a code.”

“ why would you save that dirtbag’s life?”

“ enough of this!”

His remark was one out of concern, and not meant to maim. Though, his tone was so rarely woven with sincerity, he doesn’t completely blame the other from pulling away. Victor’s lips part to offer an apology, yet no sound spills from them. Instead, the air is quiet and thick. “The Hatter is … an architect? A conductor? A magician?” He finally offers in response.

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❛   patch .