A conversation overheard. (an 'Other Side of Schwarz' ficlet.)
The 'Other Side of Schwarz' is a sequence of short vignettes and ficlets, that are setting the scene for a new story that I have in the works. The new story will not be posted anywhere until I have finished at least half of it - and maybe find a beta reader once I do - and then maybe some plot points brought up in this sequence will make a lot more sense. I've included Misunderstood, since that was the piece that sparked the rest of the story. This is not a 'Schwarz are really the good guys' fic, (or at least, not exactly) but I hope to show them all from a slightly different angle.
~oOo~
"I need your help, Schuldich."
"Why?"
"I want you to help me fake my own death."
"I know that. But why?"
"I thought you of all people would have known that."
"True, but contrary to popular belief, I don't go poking around in people's heads all the time."
"I know too much."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I know all about Takatori's ill-gotten gains. It's only a matter of time before he - or one of his underlings - orders my death."
"This is true. So what do you suggest?"
"I was hoping you would have the answer."
"Maybe I do. Now the tough question. Do you want to vanish, or are you planning on sticking around?" a pause.
"I want to stick around. For him. For both of them."
"I see. Then I'm going to have to brush up on my other skills."
"Poor baby, it has been a long time since you used those skills." Laughing.
"True, true. So how are you planning on sticking around? Do you plan on letting them know that you're still around?"
"No. It's probably better if they have no idea."
"Alright then. I'll have to call Silvara, since we'll need some illusions to cover you."
"How soon can she get here?" thoughtful.
"Three days."
"Alright then. In three days I will die and..."
"And another woman will take your place. Do you have any preferences for your new appearance?"
"Maybe... red hair. I always wanted to be a redhead."
"oh?"
"Well, not your shade of red. More... scarlet."
"Alright, scarlet it is."
"Anything else?"
"No. but you'd better spend this time placing your affairs in order."
"I will. Three days."
"Three days it is. In a way I'm glad your getting away from him."
"So am I. That Takatori. And the elder boys. Masafumi is a monster. Hirofumi... he isn't so bad, unless you count his blind devotion to Takatori's ideals.
"That was harsh. Especially considering-"
"Don't. Don't say it Schuldich."
"Alright then, I won't. I'll contact you as soon as Silvara gets here."
"Thank you, Schuldich."
"You're welcome, Kikuno."
Well? Who guessed who he was talking to? Anyone understand this at all? Let me know.
Kenderlyn
- keeper of Schuldich's razor-wire shrine -
The 'Other Side of Schwarz' is a sequence of short vignettes and ficlets, that are setting the scene for a new story that I have in the works. The new story will not be posted anywhere until I have finished at least half of it - and maybe find a beta reader once I do - and then maybe some plot points brought up in this sequence will make a lot more sense. I've included Misunderstood, since that was the piece that sparked the rest of the story. This is not a 'Schwarz are really the good guys' fic, (or at least, not exactly) but I hope to show them all from a slightly different angle.
~oOo~
"I need your help, Schuldich."
"Why?"
"I want you to help me fake my own death."
"I know that. But why?"
"I thought you of all people would have known that."
"True, but contrary to popular belief, I don't go poking around in people's heads all the time."
"I know too much."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I know all about Takatori's ill-gotten gains. It's only a matter of time before he - or one of his underlings - orders my death."
"This is true. So what do you suggest?"
"I was hoping you would have the answer."
"Maybe I do. Now the tough question. Do you want to vanish, or are you planning on sticking around?" a pause.
"I want to stick around. For him. For both of them."
"I see. Then I'm going to have to brush up on my other skills."
"Poor baby, it has been a long time since you used those skills." Laughing.
"True, true. So how are you planning on sticking around? Do you plan on letting them know that you're still around?"
"No. It's probably better if they have no idea."
"Alright then. I'll have to call Silvara, since we'll need some illusions to cover you."
"How soon can she get here?" thoughtful.
"Three days."
"Alright then. In three days I will die and..."
"And another woman will take your place. Do you have any preferences for your new appearance?"
"Maybe... red hair. I always wanted to be a redhead."
"oh?"
"Well, not your shade of red. More... scarlet."
"Alright, scarlet it is."
"Anything else?"
"No. but you'd better spend this time placing your affairs in order."
"I will. Three days."
"Three days it is. In a way I'm glad your getting away from him."
"So am I. That Takatori. And the elder boys. Masafumi is a monster. Hirofumi... he isn't so bad, unless you count his blind devotion to Takatori's ideals.
"That was harsh. Especially considering-"
"Don't. Don't say it Schuldich."
"Alright then, I won't. I'll contact you as soon as Silvara gets here."
"Thank you, Schuldich."
"You're welcome, Kikuno."
Well? Who guessed who he was talking to? Anyone understand this at all? Let me know.
Kenderlyn
- keeper of Schuldich's razor-wire shrine -