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[requiem_no_ame]

[Private to Kasai]

I need a favor, old man. It'll get Xanxus off your back for a while.

[Private to Watson]

...so, doc. I think I might be in dire need of your services very soon. Are you up to it?

[Private to Yamamoto]

VOOOII, I'm doing something fucking stupid and you're making sure I don't die.

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[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

And what reckless thing are you attempting to endeavor, Squalo? But of course, my services are yours.

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

...you're making me sound suicidal, doc. I'm not. [Pause] It's why I called you after all.

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

[He's not really convinced, but he's not about to argue the point.] Very well, very well. Where and when do you require my services, and will I be needing a meister for it?

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

[Thoughful.] Either tomorrow or the day after, probably in the early evening; it all depends on whether things fall into place quickly enough. But yes, you're gonna need a Meister. Can you wait for me at my place? I'll send you a message when this goes down, so you can get ready.

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

[If there is one thing Watson is very, very good at, it's listening and following instructions, no matter how weird they are. Hay, Holmes.]

I understand. Very well, I shall make the necessary arrangements on my side. Naminé should suffice, as you are already familiar with her, unless you would prefer Holmes?

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

[Squalo likes that. He hates having to explain his train of thought. Mostly because people make him realize how suicidal he sounds when he explains things.]

I'd rather the girl, if she's up for it. Then again, this is not gonna be stitches and I'd rather my doctor not throwing up all over my already mauled and exposed internal organs.

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

If your organs were spilling all over the place, my dear, we may have to take you to Professor Stein. [Smile. The question is if this is said in jest.] Please try to make sure that they at least stay inside your body where they belong.

But for the rest, you may rely on me.

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

I'll try, but my innards have this complex, you see. They're convinced they should be outtards.

[Snort]

I'll get you a decent wine for this.

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

I trust in your impeccable taste! And something for Naminé, of course.

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

You do that, I know my way around alcohol probably better than you know your way with a scalpel.

[Smirks]

Maybe we could get some of your books for her, I'm sure she'll enjoy the... genre.

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

I would not say that, if I were you. After all, it's my scalpel fixing you up after this debacle.

[Smiles in return.]

Do try to minimize your offensiveness. [Unless you want random things left in your lungs by accident after your treatment.]

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[requiem_no_ame]

I've probably been testing and classifying alcohol longer than you've been stitching up unfortunate bastards like myself.

[Rolls his eyes, but chuckles anyway.]

Fine, fine, I'll get the girl a cake or something. Girls like sweets, don't they?

[Oh so clueless... unless he's aiming to woo. And he's definitely not aiming to woo Namine.]

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

I've been stitching people since before your grandmother was born.

[Grins, anyway.]

She would appreciate the gesture, yes. Naminé worries for you far too much for her own good.

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

...so I should get you a cane, rather than the wine?

[He does look... somewhere between uncomfortable, amused, wistful and wry, at the comment on Naminé. Squalo might have possibly not quite a soft spot for the stubborn brat.]

She does, doesn't she? Silly girl.

[Video] Private

[stalwartcane]

I have one. From my liege, England. [Pride!] The wine will be enough.

[Watson knows, Squalo. WATSON KNOWS.]

She's warm-hearted. She might also enjoy some ice cream. [Pushing it, really.]

[Video] Private

[requiem_no_ame]

[Dryly]

I got a meal out of mine, and I'm not showing off.

[Hmph! Englishmen. You're all the same.]

Ice cream, huh? I don't suppose you have a suggestion for the flavor, either.