[The screen flickers on to a jumble of white feathers, then a flurry of black leather coupled with a scream as a black boot attempts to kick the white creature out of the way]
OY! What are you doing here?! YOU STUPID BIRD!
[The voice is jarring and bratty as in the scuffle it becomes evident that there is a lanky dark skinned boy now chasing
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And then there are more Noah in goddamn cowpatches and now chickens. The mood whiplash almost physically hurts. No, wait, it kind of does. Feeling a little ill now.
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Seriously, what is WRONG with you people? No sense of shame? Perspective? Sanity? Noah are secretly farmers?]
... you're arguing with a chicken now?
[... You know, that chicken looks familiar, too. ]
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what was that, Exorcist? [He growls, very nearly baring his teeth]
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[Talking to you like you are small now.]
The chicken. You're arguing with a chicken.
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-Is that my master's hat?
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It is a chicken. And it is a hat. If you see it as a master that is your problem, not mine, Exorcist.
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That's not what I said.
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Then what did you say. [Fine, he'll play along with this idiocy]
Because from where I'm standing... you just said this was your master's hat... and the hat is on the chicken... therefore...... [you get the point.]
[He smirks, enjoying himself a tad now]
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[Still looking flatly at you. He can feel his brain cracking just from engaging in conversation, christ. Is the stupid contagious? Can't help from remarking dryly, though-]
First he gets you to pay his debts, now...?
[A little curious, actually. Probably in ways you don't want to know.]
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Preferably you, Allen.]
SHUT UP!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE DEBTS?!!
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Oho. Have you not met him yet?
You should be afraid of this smile.]
~Everything~
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But due to lack of comical props, he instead just stares, dumbfounded and eyes wide, mouth agape before his eyes narrow and his mouth sets into something between a pout, a growl, and a snarl.]
Fucking liar. Why should I believe an idiot exorcist?
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It was one hundred guineas.
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He doesn't even try to kick the poultry this time he's too distracted.
With a choked sound he grips the device tighter]
How did you...? WHO THE FUCK...?
[Then he stops and his eyes go wide]
You're a stalker!!
[This is, of course, the only reasonable explanation]
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Well. It's ~only fair~ to accommodate, right?]
I wonder. Just planning to try and make [this is weird] Cross's student pay instead, were you...?
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[Has Debitto's brain short fused? possibly.
But for a long moment he just stares blank faced, slouched over, and in disbelief before his lips finally twitch to life and draw up into a snickering grin. ]
Is that you?
[a new target]
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This is still salvageable, though.]
Wouldn't you like to know.
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