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[have_your_lives]

[Filtered from: Nagi Naoe]

[Schuldig's voice sounds far more irritable and lacking in amused arrogance than usual. Also, he's very brief.] Hey, Siberian. We need to talk.

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[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Right. Crisis over. Why in fuck was he still here.]

I'm gonna head home. Nagi you can come when you're ready. Schuldig, don't warp him too much.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Coming from the man who set the bar for that? I think he's safe with me.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I'll be back eventually.

[For now, though, Nagi's going to be relatively comfortable around Schuldig.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Fuck off Schuldig. I don't need that from you right now. [Have a brief flash of memory of his claws going through sisters stomach, how pleasing and utterly disturbing it felt.]

Yeah yeah, just don't get droned. [with that he slams the door behind himself]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Schuldig smirks as Ken leaves before glancing at Nagi.] You know, I may go out of my way to make people's lives difficult and painful, but you've got a hell of a natural talent for it.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I don't intend to make your life difficult.

And thanks for the help.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

I know; you just seem to pull it off with perfect, accidental grace. Like an idiot savant.

You are Schwarz.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

And you didn't even have to kill me to get me back to normal this time.

I know. I always will be.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Don't think I didn't entertain the idea. Especially after all this. But that would've been like admitting I couldn't beat whatever games they'd played with your head. I don't know who did it to you, but it wasn't this town, and there's nothing else that can fuck up a mind better than I can.

So long as you don't ever try to maim me again. You practically undid whatever bonus points you won for getting me to the hospital with all this.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

We'll find out and I'll let you deal with them since I'm still powerless.

I don't want to maim you again. I don't know why it happened the first time.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Not to mention that I suffered more indirectly from their little stunt than you did.

You declared me 'useless', as I recall. I'd be willing to write it off if it didn't sound a lot like the natural extension of your 'you haven't done anything for me to thank you for' remarks...

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I know that.

I don't think you're useless. And I thanked you this time, didn't I?

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

It'd be hard to miss.

Damn straight. Of course, when it comes to getting injured as a direct result of dealing with you and going out of my way to look after you, this isn't the first time, so I don't know why I only got the one.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

If you're talking about what Siberian did to you, I hardly see how that's worth my thanks. I already said I didn't mind you killing me when I got droned the first time.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Saying you don't mind and thanking me aren't the same. Between bringing you back from droning and what I was able to accomplish on your behalf with your corpse, I don't think there's any part of that you shouldn't thank me for.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

I'll thank you when I feel thankful and not when you think I should be.

[He stretchs and rubs his formerly-bound wrists. Luckily for everyone involved, it doesn't look like the cord will leave marks.]