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[stabstabstab]

Mademoiselle, with all due respect.

What the hell are you thinking?

I do not need these ridiculous 'plots' that you are coming up with nor I do not need a 'catharsis' of any sort; I am fine the way I am. I am a Spy, not some sentimental fool. That would be that other RED idiot.

Cease this foolishness at once. You've already proven yourself incapable of managing me in that Haunted House, and you're struggling in that bizarre city. I fail to see how you'll be any different in this, this 'Paradise'.

And you will leave him out of this. Do you understand? He will not be involved in any of this, this shit that you have planned.

I offer no mercy to those who pry into my personal life. You would do well to remember this, girl.

Consider this my only warning.

Comments

[hasstandards]

At least you're not gettin' stuck there forever.

[And that's as much of looking on the bright side as you'll get out of this Sniper.]

[stabstabstab]

No, but it is better for her to concentrate on other matters than such trivialities. And I would rather not be sent to this 'Paradise', especially when her intent is to make me suffer.

[hasstandards]

Maybe she thinks you deserve it.

[stabstabstab]

She feels that I need to develop a "heart" and that such trials are necessary for this to happen.

[Spy shakes his head, frustrated.]

[hasstandards]

Well, you aren't the warmest person I know.

[stabstabstab]

I do not recall that being part of my job description.

[hasstandards]

It seems your Mundane doesn't care about what's is and isn't in your job description. Color me surprised.

[stabstabstab]

If I were any other man, I might be inclined to agree with her. There is nothing wrong with positive emotions such as love and kindness.

But she forgets that I am a mercenary.

[hasstandards]

Yours and mine both. Put 'em together in a conversation, and they just breed trouble.

[stabstabstab]

It is humiliating to be run like a puppet on strings to the whims of little girls.

[hasstandards]

Especially when they run you into one bad decision after another.

[Not that everything in Paradise is bad, but he's happy to blame the stuff that is on his Mundane.]

[stabstabstab]

It seems to give the Mademoiselle, ah, "feels".

[Air quotes go with this.]

Has your own lady spoken to you about her plans?

[hasstandards]

I'm aware of them, yeah. Gonna make me look like a bloody lunatic.

[stabstabstab]

And me an overemotional fool.

[hasstandards]

One with a Scout for a son. You must be so proud.

[stabstabstab]

[Abrupt. Silence.

Spy's just going to turn towards Sniper's direction. It might just be the lighting that's throwing his face half into the shadows, or the sudden tension in the air, but there's no doubting the warning in Spy's voice when he speaks, quiet, low, and terse.]

Don't. Go there.

[hasstandards]

Hit a nerve already, did I?

[stabstabstab]

And you will be missing nerves if you so much as breath a word to him.

[hasstandards]

That sounds an awful lot like a threat, mate.

[stabstabstab]

Consider it a warning instead.

[hasstandards]

Hmph. You just watch yourself, Spy. And keep your nose outta my business.

[stabstabstab]

And you should watch your back.

[With that, he cloaks and slips out of view.]