Jan 20, 2011 00:49
[ It's evening and Saleh's outside, bundled up in his new jacket and his scarf. He's sitting on a bench and watching the snowflakes as they fall in the light of the lamp posts. As if he's conducting an orchestra, he waves his fingers to manipulate his Force, which causes the snow to swirl and mix in midair. ]
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anyway, as he comes up to saleh's little show, he stares for a moment, wondering just what the hell he was looking at--until he finally glances to the side and sees just who the conductor is.]
... Son of a...
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Haah?
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Two: you seem to insult me whenever I have a point or the edge in a conversation.
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Maybe I'll concede to number two, but you're hardly right about number one.
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Really now? While I'm not definite on the reasoning behind it, it certainly seems like a plausible argument.
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[taps his choker.]
You know what this does, don't you?
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[ "Other things" being his ability to walk. He doesn't know about the other losses. ]
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I will admit to not knowing why you don't leave it on that setting though. Why burden yourself?
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[he pauses, just staring at saleh for a moment--contemplating if he should say anything. well... the railgun already knows, if he doesn't tell him there's the chance she could.]
... The way this choker works is by borrowing the processing power of the Misaka Network.
[while accelerator's never said anything about his feelings on the experiment to saleh, that remark might be enough to make one wonder...]
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[ Saleh slowly pieces it together in his mind, based on what he's heard from Mikoto. No grin; his face is completely blank. ]
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... Especially considering who they are.
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Come again?
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