[Aaaaand that answer makes Heather crack up, slapping one knee and shaking her head.]
No?
Awww, but I'm so-- saintly!
... Seriously, though, they had a big painting of that and everything.
[... Admittedly, in the painting she'd had Alessa's long black hair and had been holding a baby (herself. How's THAT for a mind trip?), but it was true.]
Anyway... yeah. That's what I was. A few of 'em wanted me dead for their own purposes... those were the ones I hated least, lemme tell ya.
... Not to say they weren't... assholes or anything.
[Vincent had been a slimy, manipulative little creeper, but at least he was more or less straightforward about the fact that he only had his own interests in mind. And Leonard, well, Leonard hadn't really given a crap about the whole Alessa thing, but then again, he was so nutso by the end that he probably hadn't even known who she was.]
... It's the ones who were obsessed who were the real sickos.
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No?
Awww, but I'm so-- saintly!
... Seriously, though, they had a big painting of that and everything.
[... Admittedly, in the painting she'd had Alessa's long black hair and had been holding a baby (herself. How's THAT for a mind trip?), but it was true.]
Anyway... yeah. That's what I was. A few of 'em wanted me dead for their own purposes... those were the ones I hated least, lemme tell ya.
... Not to say they weren't... assholes or anything.
[Vincent had been a slimy, manipulative little creeper, but at least he was more or less straightforward about the fact that he only had his own interests in mind. And Leonard, well, Leonard hadn't really given a crap about the whole Alessa thing, but then again, he was so nutso by the end that he probably hadn't even known who she was.]
... It's the ones who were obsessed who were the real sickos.