[He is not, in fact, going to venture into the other room. As soon as Neku had found his clothes, he gave himself a momentary abberation in time in which to sit on the bed, and think. How had he ended up here, and why was he in this condition?
The place, though obviously expensive and well kept up, has no electrical equipment. Or at least, there isn't any in this room. Paranoia was a crude little concept, but the number one concept that came to mind, was kidnapping.
And despite his discomfort and exhaustion, it was that idea that had him crawling out the window, and looking around for the nearest way out of the estate.]
[ And Break smiles, fork in hand, waving it toward Neku. He doesn't move, but he knows Neku is up. ]
The brat's awake!
He is, isn't he! I wonder how he is doing. It would be very rude to simply leave in that state, after all--his wounds could open up, and that would be very worrisome for him indeed, wouldn't it, Emily? Most worrisome indeed~
[He hears speaking in the other room, and Neku shudders at the first tone, obviously talking about him. Well that didn't sound too friendly, not at all.]
Time to go.
[Wriggling, he manages to get out the window in one piece, then its a slow, agonizing trot, away from the building, away from the entry road, just, somewhere away.
He really doesn't need any more...crazy, in his life.]
[ Break will be a good servant, see? ... And prepare your tea. But you'll have to come get it, sorry. ]
Then it is fortunate that that is the tea of preference; that shall make things much easier, then.
[ Such a good servant, really. And then he peeks behind him, flops a sleeve in Battler's direction. Yes, he has intentionally misinterpreted your words. ]
Shiki rose from bed gracefully, though her sleep had been anything but. Thoughts of the UG and Neku and sacrifice jumped into her head, yet she could do nothing but stare out the window in her room, watching the birds fly around in perfect intertwined circles, carelessly, as if that was all they were expected to do.
If she was going to give up, now would be the time.
But she really couldn't do that, could she? Neku was waiting for her - probably, she didn't really know - and she didn't have the slightest clue where she was. This definitely wasn't Shibuya - so was she even in the Game? Too many unanswered questions, too many pains in her body, to many feelings of emptiness -- she really couldn't stand it.
She needed to get out of here. ]
Is this the door? [ She walks, ever slowly, to the door in the room, talking to herself if no one else. Every inch of sanity needed to be saved. ]
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The place, though obviously expensive and well kept up, has no electrical equipment. Or at least, there isn't any in this room. Paranoia was a crude little concept, but the number one concept that came to mind, was kidnapping.
And despite his discomfort and exhaustion, it was that idea that had him crawling out the window, and looking around for the nearest way out of the estate.]
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The brat's awake!
He is, isn't he! I wonder how he is doing. It would be very rude to simply leave in that state, after all--his wounds could open up, and that would be very worrisome for him indeed, wouldn't it, Emily? Most worrisome indeed~
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Time to go.
[Wriggling, he manages to get out the window in one piece, then its a slow, agonizing trot, away from the building, away from the entry road, just, somewhere away.
He really doesn't need any more...crazy, in his life.]
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Truly an idiot brat if I have ever seen one. How disappointing, taking my Lady's hospitality and throwing it in her face...
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It's useless, it's all useless.
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I do believe he's woken up. Perhaps he would like some tea?
[ The door to the dining room is open, Battler. You can hear him, too. ]
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Then it is fortunate that that is the tea of preference; that shall make things much easier, then.
[ Such a good servant, really. And then he peeks behind him, flops a sleeve in Battler's direction. Yes, he has intentionally misinterpreted your words. ]
How very kind of you to offer to get it yourself!
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Shiki rose from bed gracefully, though her sleep had been anything but. Thoughts of the UG and Neku and sacrifice jumped into her head, yet she could do nothing but stare out the window in her room, watching the birds fly around in perfect intertwined circles, carelessly, as if that was all they were expected to do.
If she was going to give up, now would be the time.
But she really couldn't do that, could she? Neku was waiting for her - probably, she didn't really know - and she didn't have the slightest clue where she was. This definitely wasn't Shibuya - so was she even in the Game? Too many unanswered questions, too many pains in her body, to many feelings of emptiness -- she really couldn't stand it.
She needed to get out of here. ]
Is this the door? [ She walks, ever slowly, to the door in the room, talking to herself if no one else. Every inch of sanity needed to be saved. ]
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It is merely a door, but not the door, as that would depend entirely upon the door in question and the destination in or out of mind.
[ And he takes a piece of cake, and... NOM. ]
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