[She doesn't need to tell him, really. But then again, he supposes he deserves it. She wasn't a member of Scar Chain, but she is a Deadman. And they lost so many that day, to his own mistake. And then Karako and Ganta and the others...had risked everything to save him, and he'd been--]
...I'm not certain I wish to know.
I wonder if you'd indulge a dead man [...hah] with a question, however.
Did the data chip ever make it to the outside?
[Because if Scar Chain had simply crumbled after his death, if the other Deadmen had simply resigned themselves to their fate...then all those lives, all the sacrifices they had made were simply in vain.]
Depends. You mean before it was a bomb? After it was a bomb? When it was in the process of blowing up?
[ This is the glariest of glares here. ]
There were reasons I didn't get involved when you were alive, Owl. What the fuck makes you think I'd pay attention to your shit after you died and half of the rest of us did,too? I don't know where your stupid chip went - what I know is I shouldn't even be answering your dumbass questions. I should be kicking your ass like you deserve.
No, but maybe I wanna try on being righteous for size, and give you a concussion for every one of us left.
[ She... Well, doesn't enjoy talking to this guy, but it's sort of nice he just sits back and takes it. ]
[ Mina sniffles a bit, and runs a hand under her nose before shrugging a bit. ]
Yeah, they're pretty gone. One or two might have gotten out, but fuck them. They just ran away while the rest of us had to deal with those fucking Forgeries.
...I hope the ones that escaped were able to find a way to disable their collars.
[A tired sigh.]
Forgeries. [Yeah, he's pretty sure he doesn't want to know. But then, how many of the walking dead get a chance to learn the state of the world after they left behind.]
What were they?
[The barest of pauses, and he lowers his head.]
If you might humor me a moment longer with a selfish question...what happened to Karako?
[ ...you know, the more and more she thinks about this, the more and more this really is all his fault. Nevermind the shit happening in Anatole - these screw ups are actually his and were things he could control and she just...sort of... ]
Fake Deadmen.
[ Hates him. ]
[ Congratulations. ]
And he liked to make us fight them. He told the rest of the fuckers holed up in that shit hole what we were, too, and they were rooting for the genetically mutated fucks, and cheered when they took us down in the Carnival. No punishment games, though - there wasn't fucking enough of their bodies left for them to get legitimate scrapings of. Just blood and guts and mess.
I'm fucking telling you how these branches of sin made us blow up, and you wanna know about your stupid girlfriend? No one gives two shits about the ones who escaped, you know - except maybe Ganta - so excuse me if I was too busy cleaning up your shit to worry about whatever lame ass friends of yours are trying to aclimate themselves back into society.
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Blunt as ever, I see.
[...]
I take it you've been well?
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[ And if anything can be taken from her tone of voice, she's indirectly and unfittingly blaming him. ]
sob I need more icons
...I'd ask if I've done something to offend you, Hummingbird, but it's difficult to have done so when I am, as you point out, dead.
hush, icons are silly.
but they are also lovely u_u
...It's nice to know I was missed.
[/TROLOLOL]
true, true. yet expensive.
No one missed you, old man. If you hadn't made such a fucking huge mess of it, none of us would have even known you were gone.
sadly true ;;
[Sigh.]
If I'd done things differently, a lot of people might not have died.
[Like...most of Scar Chain.]
/pets
[ everything ever is your fault now, man. because she says so. ]
You're a grade A fuck up.
/nuzzles c:
...I'm not certain I wish to know.
I wonder if you'd indulge a dead man [...hah] with a question, however.
Did the data chip ever make it to the outside?
[Because if Scar Chain had simply crumbled after his death, if the other Deadmen had simply resigned themselves to their fate...then all those lives, all the sacrifices they had made were simply in vain.]
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[ This is the glariest of glares here. ]
There were reasons I didn't get involved when you were alive, Owl. What the fuck makes you think I'd pay attention to your shit after you died and half of the rest of us did,too? I don't know where your stupid chip went - what I know is I shouldn't even be answering your dumbass questions. I should be kicking your ass like you deserve.
[ HUMPH. ]
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...Hm. I'd rather we didn't fight, Hummingbird. There are no Cast Points at stake here, and no punishment games.
[Sigh.]
I take it that means Scar Chain is gone.
[So he really is a failure. A complete failure. And all because he'd trusted Rokuro.]
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[ She... Well, doesn't enjoy talking to this guy, but it's sort of nice he just sits back and takes it. ]
[ Mina sniffles a bit, and runs a hand under her nose before shrugging a bit. ]
Yeah, they're pretty gone. One or two might have gotten out, but fuck them. They just ran away while the rest of us had to deal with those fucking Forgeries.
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I'm afraid if I got that much brain damage I wouldn't be able to properly regret it, would I?
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...I hope the ones that escaped were able to find a way to disable their collars.
[A tired sigh.]
Forgeries. [Yeah, he's pretty sure he doesn't want to know. But then, how many of the walking dead get a chance to learn the state of the world after they left behind.]
What were they?
[The barest of pauses, and he lowers his head.]
If you might humor me a moment longer with a selfish question...what happened to Karako?
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[ ...you know, the more and more she thinks about this, the more and more this really is all his fault. Nevermind the shit happening in Anatole - these screw ups are actually his and were things he could control and she just...sort of... ]
Fake Deadmen.
[ Hates him. ]
[ Congratulations. ]
And he liked to make us fight them. He told the rest of the fuckers holed up in that shit hole what we were, too, and they were rooting for the genetically mutated fucks, and cheered when they took us down in the Carnival. No punishment games, though - there wasn't fucking enough of their bodies left for them to get legitimate scrapings of. Just blood and guts and mess.
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[ Really? ]
I'm fucking telling you how these branches of sin made us blow up, and you wanna know about your stupid girlfriend? No one gives two shits about the ones who escaped, you know - except maybe Ganta - so excuse me if I was too busy cleaning up your shit to worry about whatever lame ass friends of yours are trying to aclimate themselves back into society.
Fuck.