Injection II, Strychnine [Audio]
[The entirety of the transmission, while honest, is rife with the Doctor's trademark deadpan snark.]
...To state the obvious, there is a pronounced lack of men here. I find I actually prefer it, and may have previously jumped to conclusions regarding the taste of our dear Queen.
Ahem! Good evening, Gardens. I believe we may have got off on the ( Read more... )
...To state the obvious, there is a pronounced lack of men here. I find I actually prefer it, and may have previously jumped to conclusions regarding the taste of our dear Queen.
Ahem! Good evening, Gardens. I believe we may have got off on the ( Read more... )
Miser? Shilly, Lady Doc doesn't catch miche! She's a pershon, not a kitty.
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I don't kill anyone who doesn't ask, little girl. But I have a feeling requests will be scarce here, so for now, no, I suppose not.
[She opens her mouth to answer her first vocabulary question, closes it and listens to the next, and then just stares at the screen. There is so much wrong with that statement.. didn't this child go to school? What had this girl done all day...?]
I... Nevermind. I don't expect you'll understand.
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[She blinks, then frowns, puffing up her chest, then her reddening cheeks in indignantion.
If the manga's any indication, she does chores and watches anime, dramas, and movies all day long.]
How rude! Jusht try me.
Pinoko's an adult, Pinoko betsh she can undershtand anything you can. [She folds her arms.] Or are you shaying Pinoko's dumb? 'Cause Pinoko's not jusht a pretty fache, you know!
Jusht ashk Lady Doc!
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[This child was some sort of Lecture Machine, she could tell that much already.]
I didn't say anything of the sort. You're putting words in my mouth. I only figured you would jump to conclusions if I told you that a "draught" is dosage, in this case of chemicals, and a "miser" is a greedy penny pincher.
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[Is that why?]
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Aaaah! You called my Doc a penny pincher, you jerk!
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And how many times have you called me a "failed assasin?"
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[She blushes. Well, Kiriko did have a point!] Maybe four. Five topsh.
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You're sho creepy and you dresh niche, but it jusht reminds Pinoko of all thoshe gangshters in the niche, ekshpenshive-looking shuitsh and hatsh! [She wraps her arms around herself to quell the shivering, but it just makes it more noticable.]
Then, then, they go and beat up Doc and shoot Pinoko and they're jusht awful.
And shomething about you looksh off. Feels off.
It's shcary! Like... like you really are on friendly terms with a reaper. Like death jusht kind of hangs around you like a cloud.
... that didn't make shenshe, did it?
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[So she looks like a gangster. ...Reassuring...?
Wait- 'beat up Doc and shoot Pinoko.'
She...
Oh dear. See, this is why Kiriko does not have an assistant. ...Moving on from that unfortunate notion...]
Hmph. I would think that Black Jack would have at least taught you that people cannot be judged by appearances alone, but I suppose that says enough about the content of her character.
[Siiigh. After what she just learned, she's inclined to be easy on the girl and try to explain things rationally.] I've been in my business longer than Black Jack. In ten years, she'll look just like me, I promise you. It's what living on the run tends to do.
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What she says next terrifies her.] P-Pinoko doesn't want Doc or Lady Doc to look that way!
That's awful!
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[Kiriko briefly wonders who this "Doc" could be, but then writes it off as something that isn't her business.]
Heh. Unfortunately, you don't really have a choice. Why don't you ask her, yourself? I'm sure she'd tell you that I am right.
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[She turns her nose up.]
Fair is fair...
Well, maybe I will.
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Also, more snark:]
Alright. Get back to me on what the dear Doctor says. I'm dying to hear it.
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