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Oh. Him. Derick… The one who refuses to leave me alone. NEVER have I had to put on this much of a facade, I normally can just cast all of these “family members” off to the side, but of course it can’t be easy here. And of course I have to put up with it or else end up like last time. He tests my patience. This entire family tests my patience, but PARTICULARLY him. He reminds me too much of… Eugh, nevermind.
That’s the dead one, alright. They seemed to care a lot about him. He’s the one Derrick says “I don’t want to lose another brother” over. Whatever it is, I don’t remember him, and don’t care to.
Why couldn’t you have taken care of this damned thing before I was forced into it. Do mortals not care about their own being? How wretched. It requires constant sustenance and for what? The weight of this is all it is used for, burdening anything I attempt to do for any length of time, how could anything wish such a fate onto them self? Disgusting.
This blunt do be hittin’ kind of different
I don’t care enough about these family politics to bother remembering what this one’s supposed to be. Probably the father, if I had to guess. The thing looks like a ravaged stray. No wonder he took after him.
WHAT’S THE WORD. GOD DAMN IT TELL ME THE WORD
HE’S GOING TO DO WORSE TO ME IF I DO, STOP—
The cousin… And the only reason I’m able to survive with all these “taxes” and “payments,” they keep saying I’m on thin ice for taking from him but what the hell is that supposed to mean. Derick deals with this, I don’t care to face this one. He didn’t seems to like…. Me, very well before. It’s likely some obligation or something. Whatever, it’s getting me by and I don’t have to participate in these “jobs” so it works.
It is quite unfortunate what happened to my cousin so suddenly, though I am pleased that he is alright and has fully recovered physically. A horrible thing it must be to be without any memory and with no signs of that being remedied, though I know the Rumbolt’s are tight knit and are giving the most support they can for him, as am I. It has been… Certainly hard to do so, however, seeing as I have been assisting with Derick and his little girl, having another who’s depending on me has out on a fair amount of stress. I am certain these will be alright in the end once he is ready to attempt to work again, though considering his adament denial and lack of memory of anything revolving around such, I expect it will take some time.
His case… Curious, certainly. From anything I had learned in my studies there and no instances of amnesia like this, particularly with the depigmentation of his irises. I do wish he had taken the doctors’ suggestion for further research but he has completely revoked any consent for medical assistance, frustrating as that may be and I do not know how he was considered in sound mind enough to make that decision. I do not resent him for it, of course, it must have been a horrifying experience considering the situation, but… I do wish he was still as reasonable as he was prior. I may not have particularly enjoyed Josh’s incredibly undemanding disposition, it was certainly more favourable to this far more aggressive one.
The uncle… I hate him, can’t stand a single things he says to me and he always seems to pester me in particular. Can’t stand him. It doesn’t help that his very presence makes me feel tense and I have no idea why. I HATE HIM.
WILL YOU COME BACK ALREADY, THEY’RE GOING TO KICK ME OUT. I CAN’T END UP ON THE STREETS. SELFISH BASTARD. DERICK STOPPED HELPING ME TOO BECAUSE OF HIM HAVING TO GO OFF LOOKING FOR YOU. YOU BETTER NOT BE DEAD.