Back To The Future

[have_your_lives]

[It's been an interesting few days, hasn't it, Mayfield? Sexy nurses, vampires, zombies, werewolves, inexplicable children running around. As it happens, Schuldig was involved with both the first and the last events on that list...though the former has been almost completely forgotten in favor of the latter.

No matter what people may think - what Schuldig may want them to think, deliberately lead them to think - some things can even get to him. And today, he's lying flat on his back on a bench in the park, slowly smoking his way through an entire pack of cigarettes.

He doesn't usually smoke. It's a habit he only indulges in when something is bothering him and he needs something to do to distract his hands and his mouth and his mind. Anyone who might want to approach him about encounters with a certain redhead boy, or even about encounters with a full-grown telepath in a sexy nurse outfit - this is where you'll find him.]

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[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[Hey, isn't that the red-haired guy in the nurse's outfit who hit on him the other day?]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[The very same! But he's not paying much attention to you now, Zidane~] Way too young for me, kid. [He says this with his eyes closed.]

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

Huh? You talking to me?

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[And have a girl sort of looking at the pack and amount of cigarettes smoked so far]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[There's a little fewer than half gone, but not by much. Even now he's fishing out a new one.]

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've seen anyone smoke so much since high school...

Just because Schuldig's day needs to get worse

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately for Schu, Ken isn't far away, he's just having some time to himself in the park. Juggling that damn soccer ball and he hasn't noticed you yet.

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.]

Also known as KEN GETS REVENGE

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Schuldig is aware, but for once he's completely content not to be noticed. He doesn't draw any attention to himself saving for tossing his most recently spent cigarette aside and lighting a new one.]

And they will hate each other for eternaty.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Of course, wouldn't you know it, but even former star players can fuck up with something as simple as juggling.

So he does. The ball goes flying, and lands probably square on Schu's stomach]

Ah! Shit, sorry I didn---oh.

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

[Have Nagi walking by. He's still confused by all of the travelling Schwarz did into the past, though seeing Schuldig younger was certainly the most surprising change from then to now.]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

Just forget you ever saw it. [Schuldig remarks this without looking over.]

[bittermayfly.livejournal.com]

Easier said than done until you can make me forget it.

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

[How about just approach him in general? Because lol]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Schuldig cracks an eye to look sidelong at Merem.] Did you want something?

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

No, not at all. But now I feel like talking to you.

[clairvoyeur.livejournal.com]

[]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Judging by Schuldig's smile around that last cigarette, he knew Crawford was coming and also knows that he comes bearing gifts. This is exactly why he keeps you around, Brad.] You could have just asked me where I was, you know.

[clairvoyeur.livejournal.com]

I'm allowed to enjoy my little surprises. []

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's having trouble with her heels, so she nearly SITS on you, Schu!]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Schuldig cocks an eyebrow, speaking up before she actually settles on him.] Hey, that's not the sort of thing I'm into.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

What?

Oh! Oooops. Sorry~ I think I broke my heel...

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

((Consider this a placeholder, if you don't mind backtagging this when I come off hiatus? We can just handwave and say it's before Ema's flu comes on.))

[Ema comes upon him entirely by accident. She stops a few yards away from him, her hands stuffed deeply into her coat pockets. To be perfectly honest, she has no idea what to say or do; she learned an awful lot from Keane without even meaning to. Surely, Schuldig isn't going to be okay with this--part of who he is is the hypocrisy of keeping himself incredibly guarded while invading everyone else's mind. Ema can't even make herself feel better by the fact that this evens the playing field between the two of them a little. He'll likely give her hell for it despite her honest intentions never to use the information against him; she's not suicidal.

Finally, she settles on opening with (what she hopes is) a neutral statement.]

I didn't know you smoked.

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[Schuldig gives her a sidelong look that's dark and not at all friendly. But as he makes no other move, Ema seems to be safe for the moment.] Most of the time I don't.

[victimofgod.livejournal.com]

[Farfarello is out wandering. He does that. Especially since there's precious little else he can do with his time. He spots Schuldig, he notes the cigarettes. He takes a seat on the ground beside the bench and waits for his friend to want to talk to him.]

[have-your-lives.livejournal.com]

[It takes a few minutes, while Schuldig finishes whatever cigarette he's on. He doesn't actually speak until he's fishing out another.] ...so?