Anemone

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Was that shit broadcasting this whole time?!

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I-I'm sorry! I... I guess I... didn't t-turn if off!

[Cryyyyying]

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Tch. Network's real busy today.. maybe no one's gonna notice..

God damn.. how far'd it end up in this wall, anyway.

[A gasp as he fails to pull it out with his bad hand.]

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W-want... m-me to... I--I could try?

...d-d-didn't mean t-to...

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Maybe it's stuck on somethin' in the wall. Fuck. If it wasn't for that, I'd have the fucker out already.

Yeah, give it a shot..

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O--okay...

[She stood up finally, and, after wiping her eyes, slowly approached him.]

I--I'm gonna...

...w-won't make it w-worse if I... g-grab it, will I?

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[He glared at the knife--it was sunk almost to the hilt through his right shoulder and into the wall.]

No. I can't stay pinned to the damn wall forever.. er, so, give it a try?

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O-okay...

Wow... a-and you thought you'd... have to go easy on me...

[She reached up, hands grabbing for the knife. She didn't tug, however, eyes welling with tears as she looked at the amount of blood pouring from his wound.]

S-so much... y-you're bleeding, I... I'm sorry!

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Well shit I wasn't expectin' you to stab me.

[He sighed and didn't flinch at the touch, despite it hurting like a bitch. The blood was starting to worry him--he could handle pain, but if he couldn't get off this wall and kept bleeding like that..]

Alright. Screw pulling on the knife. Just..get a cloth or somethin' and hold it around the wound. Let me think..

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Okay! [She sniffled loudly, letting go of the knife instantly. He'd have to get off the wall somehow, but right now, she was just going to follow his instructions. This... would definitely be messy.

Looking around for a few seconds, her eyes landed on one of the hand towels and she quickly brought it over, holding it up against his shoulder.]

D-does... does it hurt a lot, Shinji?

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[The bar. She said she was 'borrowing' one of Shinji's knives; the only place where that would make sense was the bar. For the second time in one day he was running to the bar with little idea of what he would find. If she'd hurt him bad enough to...

He burst through the door, causing it to slam against the wall behind it... and saw an empty bar. Where were they?]

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[His head spun as she released the knife. Damn, all that blood. After last night, he could almost.. be guilty of Helter's little accusation. If he closed his eyes and thought about that ghost, it--no. Reluctantly, he shook his head clear of those poisonous thoughts.

That cloth brought a new wave of pain. He ignored it and shook his head at Anemone. Stoic--he had an almost bored expression forcibly plastered to his face. He'd gone into a cold sweat--really the only giveaway.]

Nah it doesn--

[That slam echoed through the kitchen. Muffled, like a gunshot.. he knew who that had to be.]

Anemone.. just.. fuckin' hide or something!

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Boss kid, didn't you fuckin' learn anythin' from Jeane and all that shit?

Crazy babes are fuckin' not a good combination with sharp shit. Good thing the dumb broad can't rip hearts out!

Where'd she fuckin' stab ya?

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Nowhere that's gonna kill me. Just.. ~~hope Wolfwood doesn't hear this shit..~~

It ain't a big deal. At least she didn't kill herself.

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You're a damn glutton for punishment, boss kid.

Swear you fuckin' like that shit. Kinky bastard.

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Tch. C'mon, I didn't fuckin' ask her to stab me.

...Look, don't ~~worry~~ er, no one ever died gettin' stabbed through the shoulder.

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Tch, you sure get hurt enough like you ask for it.

... yeah huh. Whatever you say, boss kid.

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I haven't died yet in this damn place. Not about to start now, so..

I'll be just fine. Alright?

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Need me to pull the fuckin' thing out for ya?

The dumb bitch doesn't seem like she can do anythin' right but cry about how she should die.

Damn women.

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