Malduck and Maid
Disclaimer: Don't own Metropolis or the characters – all copyrighted and etc
Warnings: Language (for definite) and lots of angst
Spoilers: None – this is set before the movie so it's a prequel
Plot: when the real Tima died a personal bodyguard and a maid, who were her two closest friends, looked her after. Now the Malduck and the Maid must learn to live life again without Tima or Duke Red, unbeknownst to them Duke Red has other plans for them.
Chapter 1 – Kamji 'I've quit'
The glass steamed silently as I starred down into the whisky. It still hadn't quite sunk in yet – Tima was gone, gone for good. No one had expected it, she had just...just gone.
All of her life, all of her power and might gone in an instant from a problem which I had not been informed correctly about. I knew that she had been ill but I did not know that is was fatal. They could have at least told me, warned me of the illness and prepared me but as normal they left me out to last. Her own bloody bodyguard hadn't been told what was wrong with her until it was too late to do anything about it.
I chocked back a sob and downed the hot whisky in two gulps, I would regret this later on but at that point in time I couldn't give a damn. "They can all go to hell, bloody bastards" I said to myself. I gently rested my head on the hard surface of the bench trying to stop the tears but knowing that I couldn't keep them in forever.
"Kamji?" came the voice of the barman, "You want another?"
I nodded dumbly, and rose slowly. I knew I looked a mess and a wreak without even looking at the barman, but it didn't really seem important to me anymore. Without Tima around I was no longer associated with the Malduck's anymore but I was still wearing their uniform.
I hated myself for sitting here, drinking whiskey after whiskey, mopping over her death but what else could I do? Everyone else was going through formalities of her death and they expected me to know all of the details. I hadn't even know she was going to dye until earlier on today and if I had what would I have been able to do?
Unexpected anger rose up in me and I slammed both of my fists onto the table, upsetting the whiskey that had been placed just in front of me. But what did I care? She was gone and that was everything. Slumping down onto my arms, tears finally spilled from my eyes and I wept.
"Kamji-chan?" came a voice and a soft pair of hands fell on my shoulders, I knew who it was without looking up. "Kamji-chan?" the voice was a little more impatient now but I didn't want to look her in the face, didn't want to admit to her that I had no previous knowledge of this, didn't want her comfort – I just wanted to be alone without anyone to bug or annoy me.
"Go away, Hiyme" I managed to get out rather slurred and in-between sobs. I could feel her dark brown eyes taking my current state in and I hated the fact that she was an empath. She would know everything about my feelings, from my sadness at the loss of Tima, anger at not being told about her condition and my rather drunken state.
She sat down next to me, surveying the mess I had managed to make, "You been drinking again, Kamji-chan?" she asked in her slightly broken English. I knew what she was up to and a brief thought of stopping her from doing it was just filtering on the edge of my mind but I decided against it.
Hiccupping I raised my head but rested my chin on my arms, "What do you..." I hiccupped again and realised that I was pissed and heading slowly towards the legless stage. Not exactly the best image to portray but I had had a very rough day. "I guessed as much...they still want to speak to you, you know that Kamji-chan?" she said, obviously worried but still managing to get an order of two hot whiskey's. She obviously had a rough day as well.
I raised my two fingers at her (a.k.a the V sign) and told her none to politely where to go. "I've already told them I don't know shit about it. Some...some...stupid git, didn't tell..." I gave up on my sentence and allowed my head to flop down onto the counter, ignoring the warm liquid.
I heard her sigh and down her drink, "I know, Kamji-chan. Now come on, we'll get you home and clean you up" she paused and took a hold of my shoulders, "I don't think the Malduck's want to appear to be a bunch of drunkards" she said.
I stayed firmly where I was, "They can go to hell as well"
"Kamji-chan! Don't say such things, you'll have the captain after you!"
"They won't"
"Why? Kamji, what have you done?" that put me on edge. If she didn't say chan after my name I knew that I was in trouble...but tonight I didn't give a –
"I've quit"
Her face would have been a picture – if I could have seen straight. But her voice filled the image for me, "What!? Kamji! Are you insane!"
"Nope" I shook my head and instantly regretted it – god I was beyond pissed and legless, I don't think there is a word that could describe what I actually was. "I went to the captains and handed in all of my things and told them I quit" I think I said something akin to that but I don't remember much after that...bar wanting to eat a ice cream shaped like a funny animal.
Hiyme was going to kill me in the morning.
Disclaimer: Don't own Metropolis or the characters – all copyrighted and etc
Warnings: Language (for definite) and lots of angst
Spoilers: None – this is set before the movie so it's a prequel
Plot: when the real Tima died a personal bodyguard and a maid, who were her two closest friends, looked her after. Now the Malduck and the Maid must learn to live life again without Tima or Duke Red, unbeknownst to them Duke Red has other plans for them.
Chapter 1 – Kamji 'I've quit'
The glass steamed silently as I starred down into the whisky. It still hadn't quite sunk in yet – Tima was gone, gone for good. No one had expected it, she had just...just gone.
All of her life, all of her power and might gone in an instant from a problem which I had not been informed correctly about. I knew that she had been ill but I did not know that is was fatal. They could have at least told me, warned me of the illness and prepared me but as normal they left me out to last. Her own bloody bodyguard hadn't been told what was wrong with her until it was too late to do anything about it.
I chocked back a sob and downed the hot whisky in two gulps, I would regret this later on but at that point in time I couldn't give a damn. "They can all go to hell, bloody bastards" I said to myself. I gently rested my head on the hard surface of the bench trying to stop the tears but knowing that I couldn't keep them in forever.
"Kamji?" came the voice of the barman, "You want another?"
I nodded dumbly, and rose slowly. I knew I looked a mess and a wreak without even looking at the barman, but it didn't really seem important to me anymore. Without Tima around I was no longer associated with the Malduck's anymore but I was still wearing their uniform.
I hated myself for sitting here, drinking whiskey after whiskey, mopping over her death but what else could I do? Everyone else was going through formalities of her death and they expected me to know all of the details. I hadn't even know she was going to dye until earlier on today and if I had what would I have been able to do?
Unexpected anger rose up in me and I slammed both of my fists onto the table, upsetting the whiskey that had been placed just in front of me. But what did I care? She was gone and that was everything. Slumping down onto my arms, tears finally spilled from my eyes and I wept.
"Kamji-chan?" came a voice and a soft pair of hands fell on my shoulders, I knew who it was without looking up. "Kamji-chan?" the voice was a little more impatient now but I didn't want to look her in the face, didn't want to admit to her that I had no previous knowledge of this, didn't want her comfort – I just wanted to be alone without anyone to bug or annoy me.
"Go away, Hiyme" I managed to get out rather slurred and in-between sobs. I could feel her dark brown eyes taking my current state in and I hated the fact that she was an empath. She would know everything about my feelings, from my sadness at the loss of Tima, anger at not being told about her condition and my rather drunken state.
She sat down next to me, surveying the mess I had managed to make, "You been drinking again, Kamji-chan?" she asked in her slightly broken English. I knew what she was up to and a brief thought of stopping her from doing it was just filtering on the edge of my mind but I decided against it.
Hiccupping I raised my head but rested my chin on my arms, "What do you..." I hiccupped again and realised that I was pissed and heading slowly towards the legless stage. Not exactly the best image to portray but I had had a very rough day. "I guessed as much...they still want to speak to you, you know that Kamji-chan?" she said, obviously worried but still managing to get an order of two hot whiskey's. She obviously had a rough day as well.
I raised my two fingers at her (a.k.a the V sign) and told her none to politely where to go. "I've already told them I don't know shit about it. Some...some...stupid git, didn't tell..." I gave up on my sentence and allowed my head to flop down onto the counter, ignoring the warm liquid.
I heard her sigh and down her drink, "I know, Kamji-chan. Now come on, we'll get you home and clean you up" she paused and took a hold of my shoulders, "I don't think the Malduck's want to appear to be a bunch of drunkards" she said.
I stayed firmly where I was, "They can go to hell as well"
"Kamji-chan! Don't say such things, you'll have the captain after you!"
"They won't"
"Why? Kamji, what have you done?" that put me on edge. If she didn't say chan after my name I knew that I was in trouble...but tonight I didn't give a –
"I've quit"
Her face would have been a picture – if I could have seen straight. But her voice filled the image for me, "What!? Kamji! Are you insane!"
"Nope" I shook my head and instantly regretted it – god I was beyond pissed and legless, I don't think there is a word that could describe what I actually was. "I went to the captains and handed in all of my things and told them I quit" I think I said something akin to that but I don't remember much after that...bar wanting to eat a ice cream shaped like a funny animal.
Hiyme was going to kill me in the morning.