Nope. [This is a bottle of scotch he's replacing the book with.] I'm afraid I can't let you do something this cosmically idiotic, so I'm taking matters into my own hands.
As this is technically kidnapping, allow me to apologize beforehand.
You'd rather have this talk in public for the entire world to hear? Sure, let me get you a loudspeaker to broadcast the entirety of the Canaan project's files to all of Raitou while I'm at it, I'm sure it'll go fantastically.
I would rather not have this talk at all, and would you like me to start broadcasting Canaan information to the public at large, Mibu-san? I thought you were interested in protecting them, but fine, find me a loud speaker.
...Let me guess. Your sister found out about Canaan, reacted badly, and you no longer give a fuck about anything, which is why you appear to be...what is this, attempting deicide?
[Don't you hate it when he does that.] Now...there's the rub. I've spent my entire life hurting people to protect them. Hell, it's my fault Toshio's spent most of the life he does have hidden away in family complexes, because I was trying to keep him out of harm's way.
If it's guilt we're talking about--and we will talk about it, Takagawa, the scotch might make it easier for you to not repress your own emotions behind a shield of anger and sarcasm--then perhaps, possibly, I am in a better position to understand than anyone else in this city.
So drink the fucking scotch and start at the beginning.
No, you have a lesson on 'effective solutions to problems'.
Think for a moment what's keeping the Thunders in Yomi if she dies and tell me this really keeps anyone alive? She's a representation of a universal concept--you can't kill the concept itself, just a part of it's consciousness, and for that matter, she's already dead.
[>Pin Miyoko to the ground.] You're just running away from your guilt. You never deal with it. You're just as much of a coward as I am--no, more.
[You know what time it is? It's let's recite the periodic tables in my head and ignore the world, a time-honoured Miyoko tradition of dealing with people. Except this is less dealing with bullies beating on you and more dealing with people with valid concerns about the stability of the world (who may beat on you), but meh, semantics.]
Hence why the book is suddenly snatched from Miyoko's hands and there is a weight on him. The weight of...your employeer, in fact.]
How about we talk about things that actually solve problems instead of making more of them, hmm?
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As this is technically kidnapping, allow me to apologize beforehand.
[>A BLACK VAN appears.]
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[This is the look of someone who may have just added you to the 'Cosmically bad people to pick on, let's do it' list.
Of course in Miyoko's mind it's titled a lot neater.]
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[Don't you hate it when he does that.] Now...there's the rub. I've spent my entire life hurting people to protect them. Hell, it's my fault Toshio's spent most of the life he does have hidden away in family complexes, because I was trying to keep him out of harm's way.
If it's guilt we're talking about--and we will talk about it, Takagawa, the scotch might make it easier for you to not repress your own emotions behind a shield of anger and sarcasm--then perhaps, possibly, I am in a better position to understand than anyone else in this city.
So drink the fucking scotch and start at the beginning.
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[ATTEMPTING TO PULL AWAY AND GET UP.]
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Think for a moment what's keeping the Thunders in Yomi if she dies and tell me this really keeps anyone alive? She's a representation of a universal concept--you can't kill the concept itself, just a part of it's consciousness, and for that matter, she's already dead.
[>Pin Miyoko to the ground.] You're just running away from your guilt. You never deal with it. You're just as much of a coward as I am--no, more.
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Takagawa. Running away has only gotten you here in the first place. It's time you stopped.
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...It's a steel-ribbed war fan. Uh.]
Stop that.
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Go away.
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I worked at Canaan for four years. You can't force me.
[Closes his eye BEATS AWAY I'M JUST GOING TO SULK HERE AND I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH YOU HURT ME i should die anyway.]
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