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[decontrol]

first.last@compass.net (3) (no subject) D12 63:19PM first.last@compass.net (6) Re: Mission D11 8:01PM first.last@compass.net (12) [text] D10 9:35AM

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11:20pm

[souredsweet]

She hasn t

She wont be away for long

As long as im here she ll have to come home eventually

[he will probably have Severe Regrets regarding these texts in the morning, but he's too upset now to care much.]

11:22pm

[decontrol]

come home to what? to you? the one who's so intent in ruining everything she has?

text -> audio; 11:50pm

[souredsweet]

[typing is tiring, so:]

You don't understand anything. I only want her to know the reality of the world she lives in.

11:53pm

[decontrol]

[ fine. he'll switch to audio, too. ]

So you'll bully her until she gets it? [ that nearly makes him laugh. ] That won't work, you know.

[souredsweet]

[which in turn just makes him sound MORE PISSED OFF. he's really off his game tonight.]

My precious little sister may be dense at times, but there are some lessons that everyone understands and no one forgets once they're taught.

[decontrol]

Then you're sorely underestimating her.

[ he did that once, too. ]

Chizuru-chan can be a little troublesome every now and then, but dense? I wouldn't say so.

[souredsweet]

I know Chizuru well - better than she knows herself. You're wrong.

[decontrol]

Prove it.

[ he'd like to see what proof you have for saying he's wrong. ]

[souredsweet]

[there's the sound of something glass-like cracking on his end of the line.]

I will. She's dense enough to miss the point even after all of my hard work, but it won't be that way forever.

[decontrol]

[ this is too funny. ]

Tell me when you do. I'd like to be there when she proves you wrong.

[souredsweet]

[the temptation to actually break his pocket watch is strong, so, tersely:]

I'll look forward to proving you wrong, Okita Souji. [HANGS UP. ANGRILY. he's so furious he'S GONNA... go take a bath, probably, and then sulk in the hallways and meander to the kitchen or maybe hole up in the clinic because what normal person is out of their rooms at this hour??]