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[A startled gasp can be heard over the phonelines (as it is ever so conveniently off the hook,) like someone waking up from a terrible, terrible dream into a whole new nightmare. Heavy beathing continues, hesitantly and carefully slowing to a normal rate.
After a few moments, a voice speaks up, calm but clenched.]
Back in the book--? No. No. ( Read more... )
After a few moments, a voice speaks up, calm but clenched.]
Back in the book--? No. No. ( Read more... )
peeeers around the corner.]
Ah! It is you.
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Don't look, it's too terrible to bear! I don't care if you're a hallucination, I'm a disgusting pig who only apparently deserves uneven Hawaiian print, even in my trauma-induced nightmares! Hallucinations deserve better than this disgusting array!
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Guess you haven't found the tie-dye yet.
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oh god
it's hideous
DAMN DIRTY HIPPIES]
W-why. Why does such a thing exist?!
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You look a good deal better than the last time I saw you, anyway.
[that being when he was smouldering at the bottom of a cardboard boat, but hey it still totally counted.
and being the helpful person he is, he ambles into the room and yanks a sheet off the bed, tossing it in the direction of the closet.] There you go.
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[so most of the symmetrical stuff in Kid's room may or may not have been tossed onto his viking ship funeral. maybe. who knows?
Hao-sama don't be nice to the runt he probably needs to have all his lessons beaten back into him.]
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It is quickly fashioned into a very symmetrical toga. Tres chic, Kid. Still, he eyes the two carefully as he calms down - they were in the photo, right? There's no guarantee that they're even real, after all.]
Yes, ah, that will do. Thank you. [Ahem.]
Enjoyment has very little to do with my life these days. Did that obsessive mage collect you two as well? You can't work for him, his underlings wouldn't have the skill or subtlety to attempt to gain my trust.
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he's also debating whether or not to actually mention anything useful, as going over a recap of the city with someone who had already been there seemed dreadfully tedious and repetitive. sigh. in the meantime he casts Rabid German a somewhat amused look.]
I wasn't aware we were attempting to do so. Were we?
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Like hell we were. Why would we want the trust of someone as pathetic as you?
[...though, yeah, secretly amused too. Kid's ocd fits never get old as long as he's not bitching for hours on end.]
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I fail to see any reason you would have to aid me if you weren't, considering the photographs.
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either way, he shrugs in response before addressing the latter point.]
You're assigned to our unit again, trust or not. However, it would be beneficial for us to be on friendly terms.
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It seems I don't have much say in the matter. You seem to know who I am, it would only be proper for me to know the same about the two of you, suspicious as it is.
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[she smirks, stepping out from behind the wall to lean against the opposite doorway.] You'll cooperate like a good little runt, then?
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[sorry Kanna, hope you weren't going for an air of mystery because he's gesturing in your general direction now] This is Kanna, and you may call me Hao. Welcome back to Mayfield.
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I'll be happy to cooperate as much as you do. Kanna, was it? You could learn something from Hao here about manners, really.
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Like I give a damn about something like that!
[she leans forward then, more on Kid's level, and blows smoke from her cigarette in his direction. do not fuck with me, child.] Hao-sama. Treat him with respect or I'll beat that lesson into you.
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