You are as impossible as ever. [Narrowing his eyes and glaring daggers at her flippancy. They both knew he was a hypocrite since he never hesitated to go adventuring on his own...] I guess. [Tiring of talking about Amamiya] Glad you set him straight. [Lips quirking up at that since he couldn't imagine her backing down too easily over that one] .. Combined with the scant information I picked up about him from my own observations I can't imagine that it's anything good.. but.. later. [Trying to help her draw this to a conclusion while they were still in the Merlaut]
[Either way it was better to have more information than less, since he would like to know what he was dealing with here. It hadn't been all that hard to narrow down the general location of the new apartment but it had been a trick finding the specific flat. Those buildings were their own mazes. As they walked along she proceeded to talk lightly about her insecurities.] It's strange, I'll grant you that but I wouldn't go assuming anything. You could just as easily still be here because whoever is running this experiment decided you were the most suitable candidate. [Which also isn't a pleasant thought] If only there was a pattern.. [.. but there wasn't. A couple might get booted out, or one of the pair, or neither. Plus Haru and Kasumi hadn't any such association at all.. so relationship status wasn't a factor] They did that themselves.. [The tri-mushroom phallus was left to stay.. in other words]
[There were at least three subjects now he got the impression were of a more secretive nature, that one about locations being one if them. He could wait. When they arrived at the apartment he had the courtesy not to roll his eyes as she picked the lock. I mean... presumably he'd let himself in before...] You know- the balcony was open right? [Not everyone feels like scaling buildings or dropping from one precipice to the other, Seto]
I'll be careful. [How bad can this be. Shooting her a final look, he shrugged and breezed past her into the room. You know what wasn't in sight of the balcony entrance? ALL THIS ARSENAL RIGHT HERE. He stopped short, his mouth gaped open as the sheer amount of firepower in this room]
They needed to hire a new decorator... [Recovering his composure] What sort of an idiot lives in a earthquake zone with all these potential explosives just strewn about like decorative doilies?
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[Either way it was better to have more information than less, since he would like to know what he was dealing with here. It hadn't been all that hard to narrow down the general location of the new apartment but it had been a trick finding the specific flat. Those buildings were their own mazes. As they walked along she proceeded to talk lightly about her insecurities.] It's strange, I'll grant you that but I wouldn't go assuming anything. You could just as easily still be here because whoever is running this experiment decided you were the most suitable candidate. [Which also isn't a pleasant thought] If only there was a pattern.. [.. but there wasn't. A couple might get booted out, or one of the pair, or neither. Plus Haru and Kasumi hadn't any such association at all.. so relationship status wasn't a factor] They did that themselves.. [The tri-mushroom phallus was left to stay.. in other words]
[There were at least three subjects now he got the impression were of a more secretive nature, that one about locations being one if them. He could wait. When they arrived at the apartment he had the courtesy not to roll his eyes as she picked the lock. I mean... presumably he'd let himself in before...] You know- the balcony was open right? [Not everyone feels like scaling buildings or dropping from one precipice to the other, Seto]
I'll be careful. [How bad can this be. Shooting her a final look, he shrugged and breezed past her into the room. You know what wasn't in sight of the balcony entrance? ALL THIS ARSENAL RIGHT HERE. He stopped short, his mouth gaped open as the sheer amount of firepower in this room]
They needed to hire a new decorator... [Recovering his composure] What sort of an idiot lives in a earthquake zone with all these potential explosives just strewn about like decorative doilies?