You are Ken dear; as much as it pains me to say, since you aren't the brightest thing around, you do amuse me so. It's like watching a dog chase its tail, knowing that it will never catch it. Never gets old.
[Oh Ken...]
I have a gun if you're really interested in hurting yourself. Or maybe if you asked nicely, Nagi could try removing it for you. Then again, I'm not sure how charitable he's feeling at the moment.
[Ken slams the scissors back down on the table. His temper has not been improved by far too much sleep and no rest at all.]
I already told you, I don't need your help!
[Don't think Nagi'd ever feel particularly charitable towards me, even if I pleaded with him-- Not that Ken's likely to let that guy anywhere near his head unless he really wanted to know what it felt like to have his brain explode. Right now, that whole mess with Sister--
[Just one more thing in his life that didn't end well. And it's one more thing he doesn't want to deal with right now.]
Dammit! If I ever felt like hurting myself I'd just have to take your bloody advice, wouldn't I?!
[Damn and here he was look forward to finding out just how far Nagi's power extended especially now that he had the added irritation of being a girl. Maybe he'll just give Nagi the idea anyway.]
Well you could just suck it up and bother one of the smart kitties.
So why don't you just talk to the damn wall then if you don't even care what I'm saying!
[Frankly, if it comes to a choice between the scissors and Nagi, the scissors win hands-down. At least the worst the scissors can do is give him a cut.]
Maybe I don't want to bother them, ever think of that?
[... yup, he's feeling stupid for even being in this situation and why can't he get himself out again? Ken slumps, rubbing at his unbruised eye with his hand again. Stays like that for just a fraction too long. Damn, he's so tired--
[Like Hell he's telling Schuldig Omi's in a sleep coma. Right now, Ken wishes he was.]
So? If you're not listening anyway what's the bloody difference?
[Like it or not (and he doesn't think he likes it one bit) Schuldig's hit the nail on the head here. No, Ken doesn't want them to know that - hence his determination to go this alone. They'll find out, most likely, but that doesn't mean he wants them to or is actively going to court it--
[Yes, he's screwed up again. BUT HE'S JUST SO GOOD AT IT, SCHULDIG.]
Thanks, I hadn't noticed! You want a medal for that observation or something?
Wouldn't it be easier to just use a knife? Or your claw thing?
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Claw thing's too big. Too many blades. So's a knife.
[Oh, it's you.]
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[Instead of going to a doctor or something.]
Maybe you should try a hammer and chisel next.
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[And he'd like to sound angrier, but Ken just sounds tired. Probably because he is.]
It's stuck and it won't come off. I gotta get it off somehow.
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You were the one who was out, that would make you stupid.
[Why does he even bother?]
Did you stop and think just maybe someone else should be helping you with this? Someone with a bit more brains?
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[Ken prises at the gem with his nails again. Bloody hell, why won't the thing come off?]
I don't need your help!
[And doesn't want to bother the others. Like it or not, he is feeling pretty damn dumb.]
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You know there are doctors that make house calls. I can give you the name of one if you'd like.
[Actually he knows two of them, but there's one in particular he'd recommend.]
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[And do I even want to know what kind of doctor you'd recommend-- wait, scratch that. I can guess.]
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[What? He's a really nice guy. Silver hair, wears glasses...]
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Who's a plaything? And forgive me if I'd rather drop dead on the spot than go see a doctor you'd choose for me!
[... and this would be Ken picking up the scissors again and trying to fin d the edge of that damned gem.]
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You are Ken dear; as much as it pains me to say, since you aren't the brightest thing around, you do amuse me so. It's like watching a dog chase its tail, knowing that it will never catch it. Never gets old.
[Oh Ken...]
I have a gun if you're really interested in hurting yourself. Or maybe if you asked nicely, Nagi could try removing it for you. Then again, I'm not sure how charitable he's feeling at the moment.
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I already told you, I don't need your help!
[Don't think Nagi'd ever feel particularly charitable towards me, even if I pleaded with him-- Not that Ken's likely to let that guy anywhere near his head unless he really wanted to know what it felt like to have his brain explode. Right now, that whole mess with Sister--
[Just one more thing in his life that didn't end well. And it's one more thing he doesn't want to deal with right now.]
Dammit! If I ever felt like hurting myself I'd just have to take your bloody advice, wouldn't I?!
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I heard, just ignoring you.
[Damn and here he was look forward to finding out just how far Nagi's power extended especially now that he had the added irritation of being a girl. Maybe he'll just give Nagi the idea anyway.]
Well you could just suck it up and bother one of the smart kitties.
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So why don't you just talk to the damn wall then if you don't even care what I'm saying!
[Frankly, if it comes to a choice between the scissors and Nagi, the scissors win hands-down. At least the worst the scissors can do is give him a cut.]
Maybe I don't want to bother them, ever think of that?
[... yup, he's feeling stupid for even being in this situation and why can't he get himself out again? Ken slumps, rubbing at his unbruised eye with his hand again. Stays like that for just a fraction too long. Damn, he's so tired--
[Like Hell he's telling Schuldig Omi's in a sleep coma. Right now, Ken wishes he was.]
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Because the wall doesn't respond nearly as well as you do.
[So Ken's not as dumb as he looks sometimes.]
Translation, you don't want them to know you got in trouble when left to your own devices...again.
By the way, you look like shit.
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[Like it or not (and he doesn't think he likes it one bit) Schuldig's hit the nail on the head here. No, Ken doesn't want them to know that - hence his determination to go this alone. They'll find out, most likely, but that doesn't mean he wants them to or is actively going to court it--
[Yes, he's screwed up again. BUT HE'S JUST SO GOOD AT IT, SCHULDIG.]
Thanks, I hadn't noticed! You want a medal for that observation or something?
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