[A fever was never good for thinking clearly, and even less so when the illness that came with it caused hallucinations. Omi's body was in bed but his mind didn't see his room. He was outside-- in a park. It was after sunset. The wind felt cool on his skin and filled the air with the chatter of leaves.
Everything looked fine but nothing felt that way. He was anxious, although he could not pinpoint the cause. Danger was nearby. What and where, he didn't know, but it was close, and it would strike soon.
A noise behind him yanked his attention towards it. He saw no one.]
[Omi turns a fierce, desperate glare to where Nagi stands.]
Don't hurt her!
Hurt her? What could you mean by that?
[With a vicious grin, Schuldig draws his gun. Omi scrambles forward.]
Stop it!
[It's a quick stumble from clumsy legs-- or the tangle of sheets, perhaps-- down to the ground. He's quick to his feet again, sprinting from there towards Schuldig. He has to get that gun away from him.]
[Omi being a little tangled in the sheets gives Nagi time to send the tray of food zipping on top of the dresser for the time being. It can wait; right now he needs to protect himself.]
You stop it first!
[He raises a shield in the blink of an eye to at least slow Omi down. Nagi's nearly trapped in the corner and he doesn't know if Omi's armed despite his illness.]
[Omi tumbles backwards with no idea what caused it. His face is flushed and sweating, his limbs trembling from muscle weakness. He may be mentally in a park with Schuldig, but physically he's still sick and in no state to be out of bed.
The gun fires; Ouka screams. Omi gapes in shock and horror.]
OUKA!
[Her name tears from his throat. He makes another staggered charge from the bed.]
[A pity Omi isn't cognizant enough of reality to hear the addition of the honorific to his name. He starts to hyperventilate on the bed. Schuldig hovers over him, keeping his body pinned to the ground while Ouka bleeds out a few meters away. He tries to struggle but doesn't have nearly enough strength to fight Nagi's telekinesis.]
Ouka! Ouuuuuuuka!
[With no power to do anything more, Omi simply begins to cry.]
[Hallucinating. Then Schuldig... and Ouka... the entire park-- it was just an illusion?
All he sees now is his room and Nagi. He's still confused and a little dazed from the pull back to reality, and only processes that he thought Nagi was Schuldig... which probably meant he'd attacked him. He shrinks into his bed, lowering his eyes guiltily.]
Everything looked fine but nothing felt that way. He was anxious, although he could not pinpoint the cause. Danger was nearby. What and where, he didn't know, but it was close, and it would strike soon.
A noise behind him yanked his attention towards it. He saw no one.]
...Who's there?!
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[Nagi's not sure why Omi sounds panicked, but he's on edge as he eases the door open and steps inside.]
I brought food.
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[Schuldig appears as if by magic from behind one of the trees.]
And look! I brought someone...
[Ouka, hands tied behind her, is tossed roughly to the ground beside Schuldig.
Omi shoots up in the bed, voice even more panicked than before as he stares at the floor next to Nagi.]
Ouka!
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She's not here. I don't know what you're talking about.
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Don't hurt her!
Hurt her? What could you mean by that?
[With a vicious grin, Schuldig draws his gun. Omi scrambles forward.]
Stop it!
[It's a quick stumble from clumsy legs-- or the tangle of sheets, perhaps-- down to the ground. He's quick to his feet again, sprinting from there towards Schuldig. He has to get that gun away from him.]
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You stop it first!
[He raises a shield in the blink of an eye to at least slow Omi down. Nagi's nearly trapped in the corner and he doesn't know if Omi's armed despite his illness.]
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You'll have to be faster than that.
[The gun is aimed at Ouka. Omi reaches for his darts and throws, but his case isn't on his person so Nagi only sees the action mimicked.]
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Snap out of it!
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The gun fires; Ouka screams. Omi gapes in shock and horror.]
OUKA!
[Her name tears from his throat. He makes another staggered charge from the bed.]
I'll get you for that! Schuldig!
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Omi-kun, I'm not Schuldig!
[He's not trying to attack, only defend himself. Right now, that means pinning Omi against the bed in hopes that helps him get out of this mindset.]
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Ouka! Ouuuuuuuka!
[With no power to do anything more, Omi simply begins to cry.]
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She's not here! She's been dead for a while!
[Not sure what else to try, he slaps Omi firmly.]
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What...? Nagi-kun...
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[He's too worried to really notice what he's said twice now. The honorific just came out in concern.]
You thought I was Schuldig.
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All he sees now is his room and Nagi. He's still confused and a little dazed from the pull back to reality, and only processes that he thought Nagi was Schuldig... which probably meant he'd attacked him. He shrinks into his bed, lowering his eyes guiltily.]
I'm sorry.
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[Nagi's not mad at him. It's not Omi's fault he saw strange things and tried to get violent.]
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