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[decideformyself]

[ Eventually Philip will change his answering machine message. But until then, enjoy this default greeting. ]

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[decideformyself]

...I see.

[ It looks like there's still a lot Philip doesn't understand. He picks idly at his stitches, processing all of that. ]

For what it's worth, then, I forgive you.

[tanteiotaku]

Oi, don't touch that. Everything else needs to stay right where it is. [He reaches over to pull his shirt back down where it belongs.]

Thanks, Partner. [Some of the guilt does lift from his face, but he still needs to go talk to John.]

[decideformyself]

[ He jumps in surprise, but obediently tugs his shirt back down.

He's quiet for a few long moments, during which his hand goes up to rub at the collar around his neck. ]

He was able to render us unconscious with no more than the press of a button. There must be a tranquilizer of some sort stored in our collars.

[tanteiotaku]

[He reaches up and touches his too.] Yeah. I almost got a piece of that asshole, too.

[decideformyself]

Mm. [ He sighs, and then he sounds a little more agitated. ] As long as we are wearing these, we're completely at the mercy of our jailers.

Shotaro, where is this "hope" you spoke so highly of?

[tanteiotaku]

We're still alive, aren't we?

[decideformyself]

So what?!

[tanteiotaku]

That's the most important thing. We live to fight another day.

[decideformyself]

Fight how, when any attempt can be countered as easily as swatting a bug? Shotaro, there's nothing we can do!

[tanteiotaku]

Any way we can. But we'll have to be more careful than yesterday. They made you cry and I'm not going to let them get away with it.

[decideformyself]

[ He drops his hands into his lap, looking defeated.

It's not that he wants the situation to be hopeless; it's just that, even with his """superior intellect""" he still can't think of any way out of this. ]

And I'm not inclined to forgive them for what they've done to you or John Smith. I simply... [ He rakes a hand through his hair, dislodging the clips in it. ]

[tanteiotaku]

Get some rest, Philip. I think we both need a nap after that. [But he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to get back up. He lifts his lower leg up and glares at his stump.]

[decideformyself]

[ He pulls his clips out properly and sets them aside. ] I don't think I'll be sleeping for a while.

[tanteiotaku]

If you'd rather have something to take your mind off of it, could you do me a favor?

[decideformyself]

What do you have in mind?

[tanteiotaku]

[He pulls his CP card out of his pocket.] Could you go and buy me a crutch? Hopping around is exhausting.

[decideformyself]

[ He takes the card with a small smile. ] No problem. Feel free to wait here until I've returned.

[ Upsy-daisy. He cringes, since he's feeling a little sore now that the anesthetic's worn off, but at least he can walk. ]

[tanteiotaku]

[He was kind of sore over that woman keeping his hat. She had no right to wear it. Sure, he had a spare, but it was the principle of the thing.] Haaaah~ I guess I'll have to replace that hat too.

[decideformyself]

Hm? You can have mine. I haven't worn it since the masquerade.

[ And he picks it up from on top of his dresser and plops it down on Shotaro's head. It's vomit-free thanks to a trip to the laundry room! ]

I'll be back shortly.