DATE : May 05 DAY : Saturday TIME : 6:11 p.m.
Schuldich couldn't keep from laughing to himself . The kitty's mind was all too amusing . He wondered what it would take for the guy to give up . It seemed as if he was thoroughly unnerved by Nagi's presence and Schuldich's intrusions . It was all too funny .
He was already forewarned by the stubbornness of their captive , but he never thought anyone could be so stubborn ! It was a trait he vaguely reveled in . After all , it wouldn't be any fun if he was anybody else would it ?!
Crawford had just come in the door , and he didn't look happy .
" What's wrong Brad ?" Schuldich paused from frolicking in the Weiß's thought to focus on their slightly distraught leader .
" I just can't figure out what the fuck is wrong with Êstet these days . They send a fucking child as an operative ! Are we going to be replaced by milk-sucking toddlers soon !? Goddamn them !"
Schuldich frowned . Crawford was seldom this agitated , and it was always with reason … is it really that bad ? " Well , what happened ?"
" The *child* -" He spat the word out " Left me this package . Consequently , if they fucking operative didn't mess it up – this should be the device I had been waiting for . But if they got it wrong …" The scowl got deeper , marring the handsome face .
Schuldich stood up from his seat on the couch and wrapped a friendly arm around Crawford's stiff shoulder . " Hey , hey … don't worry about it too much . I'd say Êstet knows what it's doing in sending a kid over . Now why don't you check the package's contents before we jump to conclusions huh ?"
Crawford nodded reluctantly . He hadn't expected Schuldich to act rationally about this . He had to admit that the German had a point . It was something that seldom happened . The telepath let go of him and he moved to his desk , tossing his briefcase to one side as he gently set down the package wrapped in brown paper .
It was a small box , wrapped in inconspicuous brown material , as if it had been hauled in from a hardware shop . It had been carefully done , and he meticulously stripped it of its cover while the redhead watched over his shoulder … spying on the Weiß's thoughts momentarily forgotten .
The paper was off in no time to reveal a leather container . He opened that as well , and the small gadget came into sight . Crawford sighed . Schuldich was right , the " kid " delivered the package safely . He was getting wound up about nothing .
" What's that for ?" Schuldich inquired .
Crawford allowed himself an enigmatic smile . The telepath would sure be pleased to find out the use of the little device , but he preferred not to disclose the secret yet until he was absolutely sure he wasn't making a mistake in making Sißerian part of the team . " You'll find out soon ." Was all he said . Yes , they would all find out soon .
But first , he needed to observe the Weiß in the other room to make sure he wasn't making the biggest mistake of his career .
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DATE : May 05 DAY : Saturday TIME : 7:03 p.m.
It had been an hour and still the kid wouldn't leave him . He was too absorbed in talking to Ken , that he did not notice that the latter was barely even listening to him speak .
" Well … Schuldich isn't that bad . He can be an ass sometimes , you know , he just likes getting what he wants . But he's really nice . He would make us breakfast , and he'll usually clean after Farfarello whenever Farf makes a mess he can't get out of . Despite what he likes everyone to think , Schuldich is really a softie ." * Except when he wants to be alone with you .* Nagi added to himself .
Nagi smiled at the older brunette sitting quietly in front of him . He hadn't expected Ken to be so silent , but of course , he was just probably adjusting to his new home.
Nagi sighed happily . He never thought Ken would be a part of their team . He certainly had no idea why Crawford had suddenly decided to adopt Ken to their team , but he wasn't complaining ! It was plain bliss for him just to see Ken everyday . Crawford was sure to have something sensible in mind . After all , the American had never given them a half-baked plan before , and Êstet had already given the go signal so …
Nagi let out another blissful sigh .
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DATE : May 04 DAY : Friday TIME : 9:56 p.m.
" So are you trying to tell us that this chip brings out a person's natural abilities. Abilities that might be similar to the §chwarzs' ?" Aya asked .
Persia nodded . The Weiß seemed to be getting along fine . He made a mental note to give Manx a much-deserved raise soon .
" And what might Ken's ability be ?" Aya asked once more , cold , steely eyes glaring ominously at Persia .
" Well ,we don't know for sure until we have activated the chip . There are hundreds of possibilities , each person may have one or more abilities , depending on his capabilities ."
[ Redemption : Oh looky ! It rhymes ! ^_^ I didn't know Persia was such a poet ! ]
" He may become a telekinetic , a precog – like Brad Crawford , I am informed , an empath , or perhaps some other sort like a hydrokinetic or a pyrokinetic . Like a said , there are dozens of possibilities , and there is no way of knowing unless the chip is activated ." Persia clasped his hands as he stared from one face to the other , assessing in his own way on how to handle the problem as well as his operatives .
He gave a hidden smile . Of course they would never kill him . They needed Kritiker's resources , and the only way they can access that is if , that vital word , if Persia is still alive .
Aya transferred his gaze back to Weiß's instigator . " But are you saying that §chwarz is planning on taking the chip and copying it ?"
Persia nodded slowly . " Yes , I should say so . That chip is the only one existing in the world , and although it is only a prototype - Manx has told you about what happened to the other one - , its function is quite similar to the initial sample ."
Yohji spoke up . " But why hasn't Kritiker itself decided to make a copies of the chip ?"
" You see , the blueprints were destroyed in a fire … and the scientists who created the chip with them … Now , even Kritiker can never reproduce the chip unless they decide to terminate Sißerian and extract the chip . It's a lose – lose scenario , they can never be sure they can copy the prototype with a different set of researchers and scientists , and they will lose one of their best operatives , so now you understand why Kritiker had never decided to make their own step . " Persia stood up and walked to the table on the far side of the room , turning his back on the young men , he started to mix a martini , not even bothering to offer his operatives a drink . " So now , what are you going to do ? Are you going to leave your fellow comrade to the wolves ?"
" What do you want us to do ?" Aya spoke , his voice steely . The only motion he made was that of his lips and his eyes , following insistently their leader .
" Ah ." Persia gave a self – satisfied smile . This was what Weiß was trained to do , follow orders .
" This time , it is up to you . As I have said , Sißerian will be a big loss to Kritiker as an agent , but he will be a bigger loss to your group still , and I leave the decision up to you ."
" Then we will find him ." Aya said decisively as he walked away , never sparing a glance back at the man who controlled the actions of Weiß . Yohji and Omi soon followed the redhead , and Yohji cast a dark brooding glance at Persia before slamming the door behind him .
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I was a bit disappointed by the outcome of last chapter , only one bothered to review , but since I loved her review , I decided to post this next chapter up .
CrsytalStarGuardian ! Thanks soooooo much for reviewing constantly , now I know at least one person is keeping up with this little fic . [ hands her a box of choco chip cookies and pockies ] ^---^
I really like Nagi-kun too . He's soooo cute , although just a tad to serious at times , but that can be forgiven . ^.^
Domo Arigatou to everyone who reviewed the previous chapters , marsupial , Madiha and Kyri , [ sends thanks you's and strawberry pocky ] O o
Schuldich couldn't keep from laughing to himself . The kitty's mind was all too amusing . He wondered what it would take for the guy to give up . It seemed as if he was thoroughly unnerved by Nagi's presence and Schuldich's intrusions . It was all too funny .
He was already forewarned by the stubbornness of their captive , but he never thought anyone could be so stubborn ! It was a trait he vaguely reveled in . After all , it wouldn't be any fun if he was anybody else would it ?!
Crawford had just come in the door , and he didn't look happy .
" What's wrong Brad ?" Schuldich paused from frolicking in the Weiß's thought to focus on their slightly distraught leader .
" I just can't figure out what the fuck is wrong with Êstet these days . They send a fucking child as an operative ! Are we going to be replaced by milk-sucking toddlers soon !? Goddamn them !"
Schuldich frowned . Crawford was seldom this agitated , and it was always with reason … is it really that bad ? " Well , what happened ?"
" The *child* -" He spat the word out " Left me this package . Consequently , if they fucking operative didn't mess it up – this should be the device I had been waiting for . But if they got it wrong …" The scowl got deeper , marring the handsome face .
Schuldich stood up from his seat on the couch and wrapped a friendly arm around Crawford's stiff shoulder . " Hey , hey … don't worry about it too much . I'd say Êstet knows what it's doing in sending a kid over . Now why don't you check the package's contents before we jump to conclusions huh ?"
Crawford nodded reluctantly . He hadn't expected Schuldich to act rationally about this . He had to admit that the German had a point . It was something that seldom happened . The telepath let go of him and he moved to his desk , tossing his briefcase to one side as he gently set down the package wrapped in brown paper .
It was a small box , wrapped in inconspicuous brown material , as if it had been hauled in from a hardware shop . It had been carefully done , and he meticulously stripped it of its cover while the redhead watched over his shoulder … spying on the Weiß's thoughts momentarily forgotten .
The paper was off in no time to reveal a leather container . He opened that as well , and the small gadget came into sight . Crawford sighed . Schuldich was right , the " kid " delivered the package safely . He was getting wound up about nothing .
" What's that for ?" Schuldich inquired .
Crawford allowed himself an enigmatic smile . The telepath would sure be pleased to find out the use of the little device , but he preferred not to disclose the secret yet until he was absolutely sure he wasn't making a mistake in making Sißerian part of the team . " You'll find out soon ." Was all he said . Yes , they would all find out soon .
But first , he needed to observe the Weiß in the other room to make sure he wasn't making the biggest mistake of his career .
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DATE : May 05 DAY : Saturday TIME : 7:03 p.m.
It had been an hour and still the kid wouldn't leave him . He was too absorbed in talking to Ken , that he did not notice that the latter was barely even listening to him speak .
" Well … Schuldich isn't that bad . He can be an ass sometimes , you know , he just likes getting what he wants . But he's really nice . He would make us breakfast , and he'll usually clean after Farfarello whenever Farf makes a mess he can't get out of . Despite what he likes everyone to think , Schuldich is really a softie ." * Except when he wants to be alone with you .* Nagi added to himself .
Nagi smiled at the older brunette sitting quietly in front of him . He hadn't expected Ken to be so silent , but of course , he was just probably adjusting to his new home.
Nagi sighed happily . He never thought Ken would be a part of their team . He certainly had no idea why Crawford had suddenly decided to adopt Ken to their team , but he wasn't complaining ! It was plain bliss for him just to see Ken everyday . Crawford was sure to have something sensible in mind . After all , the American had never given them a half-baked plan before , and Êstet had already given the go signal so …
Nagi let out another blissful sigh .
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DATE : May 04 DAY : Friday TIME : 9:56 p.m.
" So are you trying to tell us that this chip brings out a person's natural abilities. Abilities that might be similar to the §chwarzs' ?" Aya asked .
Persia nodded . The Weiß seemed to be getting along fine . He made a mental note to give Manx a much-deserved raise soon .
" And what might Ken's ability be ?" Aya asked once more , cold , steely eyes glaring ominously at Persia .
" Well ,we don't know for sure until we have activated the chip . There are hundreds of possibilities , each person may have one or more abilities , depending on his capabilities ."
[ Redemption : Oh looky ! It rhymes ! ^_^ I didn't know Persia was such a poet ! ]
" He may become a telekinetic , a precog – like Brad Crawford , I am informed , an empath , or perhaps some other sort like a hydrokinetic or a pyrokinetic . Like a said , there are dozens of possibilities , and there is no way of knowing unless the chip is activated ." Persia clasped his hands as he stared from one face to the other , assessing in his own way on how to handle the problem as well as his operatives .
He gave a hidden smile . Of course they would never kill him . They needed Kritiker's resources , and the only way they can access that is if , that vital word , if Persia is still alive .
Aya transferred his gaze back to Weiß's instigator . " But are you saying that §chwarz is planning on taking the chip and copying it ?"
Persia nodded slowly . " Yes , I should say so . That chip is the only one existing in the world , and although it is only a prototype - Manx has told you about what happened to the other one - , its function is quite similar to the initial sample ."
Yohji spoke up . " But why hasn't Kritiker itself decided to make a copies of the chip ?"
" You see , the blueprints were destroyed in a fire … and the scientists who created the chip with them … Now , even Kritiker can never reproduce the chip unless they decide to terminate Sißerian and extract the chip . It's a lose – lose scenario , they can never be sure they can copy the prototype with a different set of researchers and scientists , and they will lose one of their best operatives , so now you understand why Kritiker had never decided to make their own step . " Persia stood up and walked to the table on the far side of the room , turning his back on the young men , he started to mix a martini , not even bothering to offer his operatives a drink . " So now , what are you going to do ? Are you going to leave your fellow comrade to the wolves ?"
" What do you want us to do ?" Aya spoke , his voice steely . The only motion he made was that of his lips and his eyes , following insistently their leader .
" Ah ." Persia gave a self – satisfied smile . This was what Weiß was trained to do , follow orders .
" This time , it is up to you . As I have said , Sißerian will be a big loss to Kritiker as an agent , but he will be a bigger loss to your group still , and I leave the decision up to you ."
" Then we will find him ." Aya said decisively as he walked away , never sparing a glance back at the man who controlled the actions of Weiß . Yohji and Omi soon followed the redhead , and Yohji cast a dark brooding glance at Persia before slamming the door behind him .
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I was a bit disappointed by the outcome of last chapter , only one bothered to review , but since I loved her review , I decided to post this next chapter up .
CrsytalStarGuardian ! Thanks soooooo much for reviewing constantly , now I know at least one person is keeping up with this little fic . [ hands her a box of choco chip cookies and pockies ] ^---^
I really like Nagi-kun too . He's soooo cute , although just a tad to serious at times , but that can be forgiven . ^.^
Domo Arigatou to everyone who reviewed the previous chapters , marsupial , Madiha and Kyri , [ sends thanks you's and strawberry pocky ] O o