[color=990000]I'm your repressed self-loathing in its own little persona. You should really consider the consequences when you do stuff. Seriously, you might die because of the alcohol.
Being here is kind of fun. I can give you an erection, or make you lose one, if I feel like it. Or I can make you forget everything. But the booze is doing a good job of that. Or, I could make you hate alcohol. Let's try that for a wee bit. It's for your own good.[/color]
Reginald no longer wants alcohol.
[color=990000]"Regulus... I don't like the sound of this one little bit. I like this world."[/color] Emory says.
He pauses.
[color=990000]"All my stuff is here."[/color]