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have_your_lives[Mercifully, Schuldig remembers almost nothing of his death; the sensation of his body being twisted more or less blended in with the agony he'd already been experiencing, and his neck snapping happened so suddenly that there's really nothing to remember.
But he remembers the pain, in crystal clarity. And when he jerks awake and upright in bed, breathing hard, it's almost still there, the memory so vivid he has to bring his hands up to cover his eyes and confirm that yes, the sensation of his fingers is what's real, anything else is just an unwelcome ghost...
He can see those fingers, too, which means the blindness is also gone. But still...he feels shakier and more unsettled than he ever thought he could be, than he's been since Rosenkrüs. The comparisons between this place and that one just keep racking up, which is doing nothing for his frame of mind.
He hated Rosenkrüs, more than he's ever hated anything else.
He re-establishes the telepathic link between the Schwarz members, slowly, almost easing his way into their minds. And, eventually, he gets up and goes to the phone, his voice a low rasp rather than his usual sleazy confidence.]
Schwarz, we need to talk. In person.
Joshua...did you ever go see that girl? Your mind's as coy as the rest of you. [It almost sounds like a joke, except that he doesn't quite manage to pull off the humor.] If anyone talked to that Lucy girl, then I want to talk to you.
But he remembers the pain, in crystal clarity. And when he jerks awake and upright in bed, breathing hard, it's almost still there, the memory so vivid he has to bring his hands up to cover his eyes and confirm that yes, the sensation of his fingers is what's real, anything else is just an unwelcome ghost...
He can see those fingers, too, which means the blindness is also gone. But still...he feels shakier and more unsettled than he ever thought he could be, than he's been since Rosenkrüs. The comparisons between this place and that one just keep racking up, which is doing nothing for his frame of mind.
He hated Rosenkrüs, more than he's ever hated anything else.
He re-establishes the telepathic link between the Schwarz members, slowly, almost easing his way into their minds. And, eventually, he gets up and goes to the phone, his voice a low rasp rather than his usual sleazy confidence.]
Schwarz, we need to talk. In person.
Joshua...did you ever go see that girl? Your mind's as coy as the rest of you. [It almost sounds like a joke, except that he doesn't quite manage to pull off the humor.] If anyone talked to that Lucy girl, then I want to talk to you.
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Date: 2010-10-05 05:13 am (UTC)You sure know how to flatter a guy. I take it you paid her a visit as well?
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Date: 2010-10-05 06:18 am (UTC)No less unpleasant for the lack of effort, mind you.
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Date: 2010-10-05 06:32 am (UTC)I went upstairs - it must have been after you, or you'd have known what happened to me already. I wanted to see what she was working on, but she told me it was none of my business - so I grabbed the paper. All it said was "I SAID IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS" in big red letters.
Then my eyes started to burn...and I went blind. [His voice has gone flat.] I don't remember much after that, but she must have killed me.
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Date: 2010-10-05 06:45 am (UTC)As for me, I waited until she let me see what she was working on - it was a picture of myself falling down the stairs with her watching. Quite poorly done, if you ask me - don't they teach art in school these days? At any rate, I asked her if she would allow me to draw a little something of my own, which she agreed to. I drew that figure of the girl they found in Westport, upon which she brainwashed me into ripping it up and falling down the stairs.
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Date: 2010-10-05 06:35 am (UTC)When and where?
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Date: 2010-10-05 07:55 am (UTC)[Schuldig should know what that means.]
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Date: 2010-10-05 09:36 am (UTC)Have you talked to Crawford yet? Or Farfarello?
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Date: 2010-10-05 09:39 am (UTC)I failed. I got killed by that brat because I wanted information.
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Date: 2010-10-05 09:44 am (UTC)So did I, only it was a different brat. Although you must have figured that much out when we lost contact.] [Schuldig isn't entirely aware of the screaming he did over their mental link; he knows he screamed, but not that it transmitted.]
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Date: 2010-10-05 12:42 pm (UTC)When the phone rang and he heard Schuldig's voice on the other end of it, he intended to speak back to Schuldig, but for the life of him he couldn't find a word he wanted to say. He settled on a wordless 'hmf' of affirmation while he waited for a few more moments for his thoughts to still enough that he could speak to the man. His own panic and stress at the situation he knew was self-evident.]
...Crawford's?
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Date: 2010-10-05 12:54 pm (UTC)[There's a brief pause before Schuldig directs a thought at him.] You didn't tell me it hit the lung. [Because, had Schuldig known that, going to see Lucy would have been bumped down on his list of priorities.]
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Date: 2010-10-05 12:57 pm (UTC)[Schuldig's words bring up another flurry of convoluted imagery, mostly centring around friendship, as tacky as it was it meant a lot to him that Schuldig cared enough to mention what had happened to him.] I didn't think that was important. You had a plan.
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Date: 2010-10-05 01:02 pm (UTC)[The rest of their conversation can be continued shortly, at Crawford's. Schuldig makes his way there in very short order; all his healing injuries, such as the one to his leg, are completely gone now, meaning that nothing is slowing him down. And he's feeling an almost urgent need to gather with the rest of Schwarz right now.]
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Date: 2010-10-05 01:08 pm (UTC)[Farfarello is going unarmed, and that thought is in the back of his mind. After what happened, though...he'd rather just rely on his bare hands in a fight. It's not like he can't manage that way.]
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Date: 2010-10-05 01:18 pm (UTC)[Schuldig will be waiting for Farfarello at Crawford's house, just inside. Crawford is presumably holed up in his study, or still asleep; no one's seen him yet. This hasn't stopped Schwarz from letting themselves in, of course.]
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Date: 2010-10-06 02:14 am (UTC)He just nods at Schuldig when he joins them.]
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Date: 2010-10-18 05:37 pm (UTC)We'll play by their rules, then.
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