[There is an obnoxiously sharp clinking as he repeatedly taps the muzzle of the gun against a wooden surface, which, in this case, is the table inside the hut he shares with Valeria. If anyone were to listen closely, they might realize he's doing it in time to some imaginary clock. Tick...tick...tick...
Softly, his voice thick with disdain:]
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Is that a gun?
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[He's starting to dislike you, kid.]
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[YOU SHOULD BECAUSE HE IS VERY HERO.]
What kind of game are you going to play?
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Uh, you talking about my belt?
[He raps the gun against the table another time for emphasis. They do sound somewhat similiar.]
I'm not sure yet. I guess it depends on who wants to play with me.
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The steady tap of the gun, so rhythmic, so precise.
The mention of his uncle so pseudo-casual.
The simple words, laden with a threat.
So he's wary, of course he is, and he's confused - terms? Something about terms? But he doesn't show it, never does, of course. He considers saying something light, friendly - but switches the feed to private instead.]
What kind of game, Adachi-san?
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[A quiet pause, and then, almost gently -- ]
What will you do, Seta-kun?
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So what is it? Chess itself, or the piece? The Queen? One of the most powerful, right? Unseen, his eyes narrow, and he tilts his head.]
That'd depend on the layout of the board, right?
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But if you aren't careful, my rook is going to take one of your pawns.
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[about dojima, that is. it's not like you take your seriously or anything.]
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Listen to you. Making the damn assumption that all I'm good for is coffee. You don't know anything.
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What are we playing?
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