6th Tactic [backdated to the 4th]

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[847 Goldberg Street]

[Waking up with the last things on one's mind before dying still lingering isn't pleasant, as most of Mayfield may already know. This, however, is Caesar's first time of in doing so. The wind getting knocked out of him as something hit him, something small, something painful; some distant yelling, someone familiar; the taste

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[Peering over the fence]

[hontobakabaka]

[Ruri peers over the fence at the sulking Caesar]

"Hey."

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[He looks up from whatever it is he was up to... tying blades of grass into a long chain, it looks like. So, general time-wasting.]

Hello, Ruri.

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"....Are you all right Caesar? Things were kind of overwhelming last week."

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I'm still alive, so I must be all right. How did you fare?

[Don't mind him too much, as he goes back to adding another piece of grass to this ridiculously useless project.]

[sting_like_a]

What did I miss?

[Sounds like the same old Miakis~]

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[Notice any long pauses over the phone? Because there is one. His last memory of this particular Queen's Knight involved moving parts of her off the lawn.

It's unsettling.]

Miakis. [And a shorter pause, then:] A second attack later that evening. I'm still trying to find out if anything else happened after that.

[sting_like_a]

[Okay, that pause gives her pause. The last thing she wants is for everyone to be upset about her death, because she did all that for a damn good reason.]

Was anyone hurt? Or... [pause] What happened to you?

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[He's not upset. No one can prove it.]

Sealand had a scary wake-up call, but that's it. [Oh, right. Him.] Nothing too interesting. Have you spoken to Lyon yet?

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-The sound of stomping over to his room and subsequent kicking down the door may not make his morning any better.-

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[He's only just dragging himself back up to his feet from his close encounter with the wastebasket when the door goes flying open. The crash it makes hitting the wall gets a jump and he has to steady himself against the nightstand.

Now he's free to stare at Virginia, which he does, uncertainly.

What now?]

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What in the HELL were you thinking!?

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[Ow. Loud.]

Is this rhetorical?

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[fuckyeahsealand]

[Sealand didn't answer the phone call, but he's now jumping the fence into Caesar's backyard.

He's going to hug you now.

Deal with it.]

That was really stupid!

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[He looks up when motion near the fence catches his eye, but even by then, it's too late. There's a child latched onto him now. Well, this is a first.

He blinks down at Sealand.]

Which part? Or did you mean all of it?

[fuckyeahsealand]

You left and didn't tell anyone and you didn't come back!

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[Hey, he did come back! He just... never made it the last few steps.]

Yeah. I didn't really think that one through, did I?

Phone, filtered

[theseineone]

Ah, m'sieur? Bonjour. I was wondering if you would happen to be in the mood to talk.

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...

[This isn't a voice he had expected to hear again so soon.]

No, I happen to not be, but that doesn't change that we would have to talk sooner or later. We might as well get this out of the way now.

[theseineone]

Mm, merci.

I would like to apologise and explain myself.

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Yeah? I'm listening.