002 [video]

[argentcruelty]

[It's not entirely clear where Kadaj is. Somewhere inside, with plain walls and flourescent lighting. He's frowning down at his CLD, looking rather ruffled, and there's a nice dark bruise developing on a cheekbone, just below his right eye.]

...Tch. So they all want a license, or money, or both- [He pauses, glancing away at the sound of a voice

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[ysobritish]

[It takes a while before Kadaj might notice a raised and family voice. It's hard to make out what he's saying, but there's a lot of arguing before the voice dulls and lowers. A while moments later, Liquid appears in the doorway. He crosses to where Kadaj is, cupping his chin so he can check the bruise on his face. Nothing serious, at least.]

Come on. We're getting out of here.

[And then he's going to have to drop the bombshell. That'll be fun.]

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[argentcruelty]

You're late. [Swatting that hand away irritably, because really, Liquid. Enough with the fussing.]

You'd better have told them I don't need anyone to look after me.

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[ysobritish]

I tried. Believe me.

Come on. We've got something we need to discuss and I'd rather not do it here.

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[argentcruelty]

[He's already on the way out.]

They're lucky you got here when you did.

permavid.

[chrysophilist]

Who're you gonna kill now?

[argentcruelty]

The police- ACRO, or whatever they call themselves.

[chrysophilist]

Why?

[argentcruelty]

They think they can tell me what to do. And I'm not a child.

permavoice

[heavendivided]

Having trouble?

[argentcruelty]

[...Oh goddamn.]

Tch. Why would I be?

[heavendivided]

I dunno. You didn't sound particularly happy.

[argentcruelty]

They think they can order me around, but they're wrong.