[In a quieter area of the CMA, there is a Silver. He's sitting underneath a tree, alternatively reading or scribbling in a battered notebook he has balanced on his knees. He looks tired and tense, with dark circles under his eyes and a stiff posture
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Static? .. Takashi shakes his head. It's nothing, he's just been without sleep this week that's all.]
Silver, that you?
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Go away.
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But...
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Silver.
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What. [From his tone of voice, it's obvious that he's only entertaining this line of conversation in the hopes that eventually "Gold" will lose interest and go away.]
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What's wrong? [ His attention span's amazing. Try it.]
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There's nothing wrong. [This is maybe said a little defensively. But only a little.]
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Liar. [ And the retort is equally defensive- to an extent. ]
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... ... tch. [And that is the closest he will get to admitting that something is wrong. Change of tactics, with an annoyed background hiss of static.] It's none of your business.
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Won't talk to me about anything else? [ Takashi's close to thinking he's losing it every time he sees some static and hearing it isn't helping either. ]
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Why would I want to talk to you? [Well then. How does creepy voice distortion make you feel, Takashi?]
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For fun-- What was that? [ 'Kay, we know we definitely heard that.. that voice change. Master Palpatine? ]
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[The best way to avoid questions that you do not wish to answer is by ignoring them completely!]
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I'm not, geeze. You know, I actually care about you even if you do treat me like this. [ Even if you're er, not his Silver. ]
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... ... whatever. [...] If you want to talk, then talk. [Translation: As much as he'd like to, he won't try chasing Takashi off anymore.]
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