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[gotyourhair]

What is the meaning of this? We are the emperor, we do not accept such treatment! unhandus at once or face the consequences!

[Here is Kura. Here is Kura strapped to his bed in a padded cell.

The angry Kura goes: Grrrrr...]

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[tadanokusuriuri]

My, my.

What seems... to be the problem?

[The Medicine Seller has ditched his brightly-colored robes for a white coat, and the Troll Factor has come to exceed 9000!]

[gotyourhair]

[GDI my scouter!!!]

We are strapped to a bed. Does this not seem to be a problem for you?

[tadanokusuriuri]

[SMASHES SCANNER]

A... necessary precaution.

[gotyourhair]

Do you think this will hold us for long? It makes us angry, and that will make things unfortunatete for those responsible.

[tadanokusuriuri]

Such harsh words.

["Keep talking like that, and you're never getting untied."]

[gotyourhair]

We have no reason to speka gently to filth like you.

[He starts pulling harshly on the straps, shaking the bed as he does so.]

[tadanokusuriuri]

If Your Majesty isn't still... Your Majesty may need to be sedated.

[Sarcastic deference, how he loves you!]

[gotyourhair]

[He snarls and yanks of the straps, managing to break a thread or two.]

Silence you patronizing little nothing!

[tadanokusuriuri]

[Dr. Morita lets himself into Kura's room, still smiling calmly]

...I must ask you... to calm yourself.

Your Majesty.

[gotyourhair]

[He does still for now, just looking at the "doctor" and growling.]

[tadanokusuriuri]

...Accommodations aside. How are you feeling today?

[gotyourhair]

[He sits partway up, glaring at the straps, and says something under his breath.]

[tadanokusuriuri]

[STANDS. LISTENS. WAITS.]

[HE CAN DO THIS ALL DAY AND GET PAID FOR IT, MAN.]

[gotyourhair]

[Unfortunately, Kura's plan requires patience, and he sucks at that.]

Do you plan to just stand there?

[tadanokusuriuri]

...You'll need to speak up.

[gotyourhair]

We think you should come closer, it is your job.