Kyandi: Hey, everyone!
Dimir: We apologize for the late update.
Kyandi: Yeah, only the second week of my trying to weekly update, at least, one story, and I get the chapter out late.
Dimir: This week had been a little more than she was expecting.
Kyandi: But I'm here with the chapter I meant to post Sunday and I will have another chapter this coming Sunday.
Dimir: So we'll just jump right into the chapter.
Kyandi: Right. So, everyone, enjoy and review.
Dimir: Kyandi-sama does not own Bungou Stray Dogs.
Chapter 9 Black Out
As soon as Dimir left the tunnel, she instantly made her way to where she had hidden her car, calling Kunikida along the way. Kunikida answered as she was uncovering her car and she quickly explained what was going on as she tossed aside the tarp and slipped behind the wheel.
"We're the only ones that can make it in time? Understood. We'll be there right away. And you?" Kunikida asked.
"I'm further away, but with my car and my ability...I'll arrive shortly after you." Dimir promised, pulling her keys from her pocket.
"What are you talking about?" Kunikida asked.
"There's a reason I never sold this car of mine, even when I was starving. First off, it runs on both gas and electricity, so I was still able to use it even when I couldn't afford gas. Second, it's equipped to absorb large amounts of electricity and turn it into speed power. In other words...I can use Lolita on it to, not only fuel it, but make it go faster than even a race car." Dimir explained, balancing her phone between her ear and shoulder as she buckled her seat belt with one hand and cranked the car engine with the other.
"Don't wreck yourself!" Kunikida warned.
"I won't. I haven't crashed a car since my first race and that was years ago, Mr. Doppo. Don't worry about me. Just worry about how Junichirou is going to take it when you tell him that the Guild is after Naomi." Dimir told him.
With that, she hung up, putting her phone in a special holder beside the steering wheel so she could answer and be hands free if she had to. Shifting gears, Dimir took off, passing Chuuya as he came out of the tunnel. She didn't spare him a single glance as she speed on past.
Hopefully she would get there before anything happened to her friends.
With that thought in mind, she shifted gears and increased speed, swerving around a car going too slow for her liking. As soon as she was clear of the city, the highway opening up, Dimir gassed it. If there weren't a lot to people on the highway, then she could reach her friends quickly.
Just hold on Mr. Doppo, Junichirou. I'm coming to help.
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Miles away, standing at the edge of the highway, Kunikida was finding his previous assumptions of Steinbeck's ability, to be wrong.
After Dimir had told the others what she knew of the abilities of the three Guild members that had chased her, Kunikida had figured that Steinbeck had to come in contact with plants or other things in order to graft his grapevines onto them and spread them. As he had done with the concrete under Dimir's feet. Thus, he had thought that if he could keep Steinbeck away from the tree line, then he could keep the other man from stopping Haruno and Naomi as they fled.
He had been wrong.
He currently found one arm restrained by a grapevine, his gun knocked away.
"I bet you're thinking, "It'll do as long as I keep him from touching a tree before the two girls are clear.", eh?" Steinbeck asked, Kunikida gritting his teeth. "Oversimplifying the situation will render your moves monotonous and highly predictable."
"I see. I'll put that in my notebook later. But then, I bet you're thinking..."He can't attack me anymore once I've knocked away his gun.", am I right?" Kunikida demanded, pulling a page of paper from his notebook from inside his vest with his free hand.
Written on the page was "automatic pistol". Activating his ability, Kunikida turned the paper into a gun, instantly firing on Steinbeck, who blocked the bullets with his vines. While Steinbeck was distracted defending himself, Kunikida took the chance to close the distance between them. All it took was one of the techniques Fukuzawa taught him and he had Steinbeck on his back. Then it was just a matter of ripping the vines out of Steinbeck's neck.
While Steinbeck rolled on the ground in pain, clamping his hands over the wound in his neck, Kunikida tossed the ripped-out grapevines to the side. He flipped Steinbeck onto his stomach and pinned him there, twisting Steinbeck's arms behind his back and pointing the gun at his head.
"Oversimplifying the situation will render your moves monotonous...you'd better note that down too." Kunikida told him. "Who wouldn've thought an ability user corporation from a super-power would stoop so low and commit abductions in a foreign country?"
"What a terrible way of putting it. But the leader once said," Steinbeck turned his head, smirking up at Kunikida. "'The Guild isn't always a charitable organization. We just do what has to be done.'."
That was all the warning Kunikida needed to know that something was wrong. Twisting, he found Lovecraft, who he had thought dead, or at least down for the count, walking towards him. Kunikida fired on him, but the bullets did nothing to even slow Lovecraft down.
"You sure took your time, Lovecraft! What were you waiting for?!" Steinbeck demanded.
"I fell asleep." was the simple reply from Lovecraft.
Kunikida knew they were in trouble. If they had Dimir there, she might have been able to disable Lovecraft with an electric charge, much like a taser, but she had yet to show up. That left him with only one choice.
"Tanizaki! Activate Light Snow to cover-"
Kunikida cut off when Lovecraft's arms turned into a mass of tentacles, the appendages wrapping around Tanizaki and him to slam the two into the cliff side. The impact had both Agency men spitting up blood.
"Whoa...that must've hurt like hell." Steinbeck said, picking up his hat as he got to his feet. "And now, the tables are turned."
"Should I...kill them?" Lovecraft asked.
"What to do? Do we need four hostages?" Steinbeck asked, reaching for his grape seeds.
He stopped, though, when he heard something. He paused, listening closely until he hear it loud and clear.
The sound of a fast approaching car.
Steinbeck turned as a car came around the bend in the highway, moving fast. A little too fast. Not that he was worried. They were on the side of the road, on the opposite side of the highway from the approaching car. All he thought he needed to worry about was the fact that someone was going to see what was going on.
Or so he thought.
As the car quickly closed the distance between them, it suddenly veered to the side. Steinbeck heard the squealing of an emergency break being pulled before he threw himself out of the way of the car. Instead of hitting him, the car side swiped Lovecraft, sending him flying into the very cliff he had slammed his prisoners into. The car came to a stop on the side of the road, a good twenty yards from them. Steinbeck pushed himself up as the driver door opened and someone stepped out of the car.
"You know, I wondered if I might have killed you with Kuro's blast, but it seems I worried for nothing. Now, if you don't mind...return my friends."
Standing there before them, looking none too pleased with the situation she had driven into with her hands on her hips, was Dimir.
Gold speckled, blue eyes went from Lovecraft to Steinbeck, and back as she walked towards them. She didn't seem all too worried, or even overly surprised at his appearance, when Lovecraft stumbled free of the rocks and trees, yanking his head to the side with a sickening crack. He had yet to release Kunikida and Junichirou.
"While I had hoped you didn't die, now I see how you didn't. A direct blast from Kuro, like that, should have killed you, or, at least, put you in a hospital for a while. You don't look any worse for wear." Dimir remarked, looking Lovecraft over.
"I'm actually glad we ran into you again." Steinbeck said, drawing Dimir's attention to him as he stepped up to Lovecraft's side. "Our leader wants to have a word with you."
"My apologies, but you will have to inform him that I am unavailable. My schedule is simply far too full these days. What with having to cater to all these people who simply must keep taking all of my colleagues' attention." Dimir replied. "Now, I do believe I made a kind request of you."
Steinbeck smiled, but, once again, it didn't reach his eyes. What scared Kunikida and Junichirou was that...Dimir's smile was the same. She was far from pleased with the treatment of her friends.
"No can do. I'm not sure what we're going to do with these two since we really don't need four hostages, but our leader really wants to meet you. Whatever. We'll get the girls and you first before we ask for further instructions." Steinbeck said. Dimir's head whipped towards the trees as a distant creaking of wood reached her ears. A minute passed and then Steinbeck clapped his hands together. "Okay! Mission accomplished! Now for our side quest."
Dimir shifted one foot back, bracing herself as Lovecraft and Steinbeck turned their eyes on her. While she had managed to escape them the last time, Steinbeck was sure they would be able to handle it this time, mostly because they now knew what she was capable of.
Then she smiled.
"You are a remarkably easy man to read, Mr...Steinbeck, was it?" Dimir said.
"What do you mean?" Steinbeck asked.
"I can tell, just by the little smirk on your face, that you're thinking that it'll be easier for you this time around because you believe you have learned all I'm capable of." Dimir replied. "Sorry to say...you're highly mistaken. You have not even gleaned the bare surface."
"What do you...?!"
Steinbeck cut off, reaching up to grab his hat and hold it in place as a particularly strong gust of wind blew past them.
"The wind is quite strong today, isn't it?"
Dimir took a step forward, following the flow of the wind, and gave her hand a slashing movement. Steinbeck barely managed to see the blade of wind and only due to the leaves caught up in it. He jumped to the side, but Lovecraft didn't bother. The blade hit, managing to cut a deep slice in one of Lovecraft's arms. He managed to keep his grip on his prisoners, but lost a few of the tentacle-like appendages in the process. Steinbeck landed crouched on one knee, still holding his hat on his head.
"Just how many abilities do you have!?" he demanded.
"Sorry, but that's classified information of the Armed Detective Agency and you don't have the clearance to access it." Dimir replied with as much sass as she had, smiling at him.
So the girl could be a smart-ass too.
Her colleagues already knew that Dimir could be sarcastic at time, but it seemed she was more so when she was displeased with the treatment shown towards her friends. Steinbeck adjusted his hat, his smile taking a sinister twist.
"Seems like we can't be as gentle with you as the other girls." he remarked. "Lovecraft."
Dimir darted to the side, rolling as she hit the ground, avoiding Lovecraft's tentacles as he tried to snatch her up. Popping back to her feet, Dimir threw a hand out, the wind changing directions to whirl around her and create a barrier. Lovecraft's tentacles bounced off the barrier, only curling back to assault the barrier once more.
Dimir grit her teeth as she fought to keep the barrier in place. She was finding it more difficult to create a shield from wind than it was to just simply summon Ao and use the figure's shield. She probably should have started off with Ten Dark Women instead of The World Like the Wind, but to switch now...she would pay for it later.
That being said, with every hit her shield took from Lovecraft, the more energy it drained from her. She didn't have the time to waste with being pinned down. With his next hit, Dimir let the shield break apart and dived forward while he was taken by surprised. A wave of the arm sent several blades of wind flying for Lovecraft, who used his tentacles to protect his body, covering himself from head to toe with them and blocking his vision.
With his sight blocked, Dimir darted around him, aiming for Steinbeck. Steinbeck grit his teeth as she made a b-line for him. He could see the determination in her eyes and knew that it would just take one well-aimed slice of wind to sever his vines and Naomi and Haruno would be able to make their escape before he could reestablish his connection.
"Lovecraft!" he yelled, already back-pedaling away from Dimir.
Dimir wasn't able to react in time before one of Lovecraft's tentacles caught her at the gut, hitting her with enough force to send her flying back off her feet. Dimir crashed into an undignified heap several yards away in the middle of the road. Kunikida could have sworn, from where he was, that he could hear her head hit the concrete.
When Dimir didn't move to get back up, Steinbeck heaved a silent sigh of relief. He did not want to know how much more of a hand full she could get. Regaining his composure, Steinbeck started towards her to collect Dimir.
"We'll let our leader decide what to do with her." Steinbeck remarked.
Steinbeck came to a stop then as Dimir twitched, as if she was still conscious. Then she twitched again, electricity beginning to crackle over her skin as she shifted. Slowly, she shifted herself onto her hands and knees, reaching up to touch her head, pulling her hand back to find blood coloring her fingers red. And then she turned her eyes towards Steinbeck, the man taking a step back when he noticed something.
Dimir's eyes were suddenly a brilliant gold in color.
"Weren't her eyes blue?!" Steinbeck demanded, stepping back even further.
He had a bad feeling about this.
Steinbeck and Lovecraft watched, her comrades watching with wide eyes, as Dimir rose to her feet, the electrical bolts dancing over her skin, growing until they made her hair stand on end. Even her bangs puffed out, giving them all a good view of the scar that stood out vividly on the right side of her forehead. Between the blood now spilling down the left side of her head and face and the electricity crackling around her, it was a scary image enough. Add in the sudden change of eye color and even her friends were fearful of what would come next.
Sure enough, to them, all they saw was Dimir shifting her weight from one foot to the next and the next thing they knew, she hit Steinbeck hard in the gut with an electrified punch that sent the man flying back off his feet. She quickly turned her, now gold eyes on Lovecraft. Lovecraft tried to defend himself by attacking, but it was as if Dimir's steps were increased five fold, the girl moving almost as fast as lightning could strike.
When she hit Lovecraft, it was with such force that Kunikida and Junichirou could feel it vibrate up through his tentacles. Lovecraft, though, remained on his feet, attacking once more. Dimir easily dodged him, her expression far more intent and serious than anything her friends had ever seen. By this point, Steinbeck had somewhat recovered. Shoving another seed into his neck, he reestablished his connection with the plants. Dimir was only mildly stunned when vines erupted from the ground and wrapped around her from ankles to shoulders.
She merely looked down at them, raising an eyebrow before she increased the output of the electricity around her, the vines quickly beginning to char and snap. It was only a matter of time before she was free. Steinbeck knew, then, that he wouldn't be able to restrain her.
"Lovecraft! Knock her out!" he called.
There was no way he was getting near Dimir himself. Best to just let Lovecraft do it. Lovecraft lashed out a tentacle, the appendage hitting Dimir across the face with such force, her friends were surprised it didn't break her neck.
The electricity died down as Dimir's vision clouded with black spider webs. For a moment, she fought the urge her brain had to fall into unconsciousness, the four males present, watching as the gold color of her eyes faded, blue blooming to life once more until they were back to their original gold speckled, she fell limp, finally unconscious. Lovecraft moved to retrieve her, but Steinbeck shook his head at him.
"I'll get her. Let's retreat before the local police arrive." Steinbeck called, Lovecraft agreeing. Steinbeck turned his attention to Kunikida and Junichirou then. "Then we'll be borrowing your little sister and your friend here."
"What do you want with Naomi?" Junichirou demanded.
"I'm not the one in charge, so no idea. But I reckon it's either incarceration or interrogation. As for your friend there...what's her name...Dimir? Yeah, the leader's got big plans for her, what with her multiple abilities. She'll probably spend the rest of her life as a chained servant of the Guild." Steinbeck replied back idly.
"How could you ask for understanding when you're doing this kind of thing?!" Kunikida demanded.
"It's work." Steinbeck replied, shrugging his shoulders. "But of course, moralists like you will never understand, will you?"
"Morals?" Junichirou repeated. It was at this point that Steinbeck noticed a big truck coming down the road. "You're right. The Detective Agency has its morals. But to me, Naomi is an entirely different matter. Compared to things like good and evil or selfishness and selflessness...no. There's no comparison to begin with."
Steinbeck, watching the truck while listening to Junichirou, suddenly noticed...the truck was drifting out of it's lane.
"Just as nobody would compare God with anything, right?" Junichirou asked. It hit Steinbeck then, Junichirou was using his ability to make the driver think that the road was leading right for him and Lovecraft. "For Naomi, I will gladly reduce the world to ashes."
Steinbeck only had time to jump to the side before the truck rammed into Lovecraft and then into the trees. Kunikida and Junichirou were thrown to the side, released from Lovecraft's grip. They hit the ground, recovering as quickly as they could. The two made a dash for Dimir, who had also been released from Steinbeck's vines. Kunikida quickly fished her car keys out of her pocket, helping Junichirou to gather the girl in his arms.
"Get her in the car and let's get out of here." Kunikida ordered.
Junichirou slipped Dimir into the back seat, climbing in behind her while Kunikida slid behind the wheel. Careful not to touch any of the extra buttons installed in her car, Kunikida put the car into gear and hit the gas. To his shock, the car jumped forward with the barest touch of the pedal, but he quickly recovered, driving them away from the scene as cop cars came rushing to the scene.
Kunikida heaved a relieved sigh as they cleared the scene. He glanced in the rear view mirror at Junichirou who was checking on Dimir's head injury. There was no doubt in either of their minds that she had to have a concussion and with the lose of consciousness, that was dangerous. They needed to hurry up and get her back to Yosano. That being said, something else plagued Kunikida's mind.
An image of Dimir, eyes shining like gold, and electricity crackling about her, came back to his mind. Everything from the amount of electrical output, to the color of her eyes and the expression on her face...that hadn't been Dimir. So the question became...
What the hell had it been?
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What is it you want most in this world, child?
A small figure of a child stood there in the darkness, peering up at the golden eyes that stared back at her from the shadows. She stood in awe of the shadowy form that moved through the darkness, solid blue eyes staring back.
"What do...I want most?" she repeated.
Yes. What is it that you crave, you desire, more than anything else? Is it freedom? I could free you from this place.
"Freedom?"
The word sounded too good to be true. To her, who had spent what seemed like her entire life locked in the darkness, freedom wasn't even a pipe dream. It was as impossible as unicorns existing. She was as sure as the sun rising in the west, that she would never be set free of her prison. That was a mere fact that, even at her young age, she knew would never come true. She had long since given up on that dream.
No.
There was something else she wanted far more than to be free.
Looking up at those majestic, gold eyes, seeing only kindness in their depths, the girl smiled and held out one little hand to the presence looming before her.
"No, Mister. I don't want freedom. I only want one thing." she told the creature.
And what would that be, little one?
"Well, Mister...I want to be your friend."
A shock silence followed that wish, a light chuckle following it as a shadowy hand far bigger than the average human's, reached out towards the child. The girl wrapped her little hand around one of its fingers, her smile growing.
Your wish is my command, little one.
...
"...mir...Dimir? Dimir?"
The soft but urgent calling of her name and the light feeling of hands on her arm and face, brought Dimir out of her dream, pulling her back into the waking world. Letting out a groggy noise, Dimir forced her eyes open finding Fukuzawa and Yosano standing over her, both looking tense. When they saw her eyes open, they relaxed.
"How are you feeling?" Yosano asked.
"Tired...and hungry. Very hungry." Dimir replied, looking around to find herself laid out in the lecture hall once more. "What happened?"
"What do you remember?" Fukuzawa asked, as Yosano helped her to sit up.
"The last thing I remember, I went to help Mr. Doppo and Junichirou and had confronted the two Guild members after they had restrained Mr. Doppo and Junichirou. I remember getting hit and my head hitting the ground, and then...that's it. I blacked out after that." Dimir replied, reaching up to touch her head where it had hit on the left side.
She looked up in time to catch Fukuzawa and Yosano sharing a look. It instantly made her stomach turn.
"What? What happened? Are Mr. Doppo and Junichirou alright?!" Dimir asked, bolting up, concerned that something had happened to them.
"We're fine."
Dimir whipped around, finding Kunikida and Junichirou sitting not far from them. She let out a relieved sigh when she saw that they looked just fine.
"You honestly don't remember a thing after that?" Kunikida asked her.
"Not a thing. Why?" Dimir asked, looking confused. When all the four did was share looks, it really made Dimir feel anxious. What could have possible happened while she was out cold? "What? What happened? The four of you are really starting to scare me."
"Dimir, you...you got back up again after that." Junichirou told her. "And...your eyes changed colors. They were gold."
Dimir stared at him, her eyes widening. It was enough of a sign to tell them that she had no idea that this had happened. She was completely at a loss for words as she reached up to lay a hand over her right temple. Finding the bangs swept back from her forehead to display the scar, Dimir quickly brushed them back into place, pinning them there with one hand. She ducked her head then, her mouth twisting. Something told them that she had, at least, an inkling of an idea as to what happened.
"Dimir, do know something about this?" Fukuzawa asked.
"Not the changing of my eye color. As far as I know, that's never happened before, but..."
Dimir trailed off, fingers curling to dig into her head.
"But what?" Yosano asked.
"I have blacked out like that before." Dimir admitted as Dazai and Atsushi walked into the room. "I don't know, exactly, when they started, but there's always been times when I'll just black out and lose a chunk of time. At first, that was all it was. I would always wake up where I had blacked out. After I got this though..." Dimir idly pet the hair over the scar. "I would lose whole months at a time and wake up in completely different cities. It was how I found myself in Machida. I still have no memory of how I made it to that town."
"And where did you get that?" Yosano asked, brushing part of Dimir's bangs aside to look at the scar.
"It's what was left after the one and only time I used the ultimate form of Lolita. I think it was from the trauma that caused the scar that turned all the hair growing from that area, white." Dimir answered.
"You mean, it's not dyed?" Atsushi asked.
"Atsushi, I was so poor I couldn't afford food. What makes you think I could afford to keep dying it so the roots wouldn't show?" Dimir replied, Atsushi sheepishly scratching one cheek. "No. After I used the attack, all the hair growing from that area turned white. I've tried shaving the hair from that area and dying it black, but it just keeps growing back in white."
"Could it be something medically wrong with her?" Junichirou asked.
"No. If that was the case, then when I healed her the first time, then it would have been fixed, but she still had another one of those black outs." Yosano replied.
"It has to be something to do with her ability." Kunikida said thoughtfully. "Dimir, when did you first start having these black outs?"
"I think I was four or five...I think." Dimir replied.
"You think?" Kunikida repeated, curiously.
"My mother told me I was around that age, but I personally don't remember. I have no memories from before the age of four. Not a one. In fact, my first ever memory was of me not knowing who my own mother was." Dimir replied.
"Oh?"
This drew Dazai's attention completely to the conversation. When he made that questioning, surprised and intrigued noise, Dimir looked at him, blinking her big eyes at him in confusion when a smile spread across his face.
"Osamu? Do you know something?" Dimir asked, all attention turning to him.
"No, no. Nothing of the sort. Don't mind me." Dazai said, waving a hand in front of his face.
Dimir watched as he turned his back on the room. The thing was...she wasn't stupid. She acted naive, but she wasn't stupid. She knew there was something that Dazai wasn't sharing. Whatever it was, though, she knew he wasn't going to say anything if he was playing stupid. So, heaving in inward sigh, she turned back to the current conversation.
"The thing is...I haven't had one in a while. I thought I was getting better." Dimir remarked.
"The past incidents, did they happen after you hit your head?" Yosano asked.
"No. Mostly...it was almost always at times when my life was at risk and I thought, for sure, that I was going to die. I would black out and when I awoke, I would be safe and sound once more. It's strange, but I just always assumed it was some kind of internal defensive mechanism, or something." she answered.
"Well, it could still stand true in this case. There was no telling what they would have done to her if they had succeed in abducting her." Kunikida remarked.
"That being said...it was frightening." Junichirou said.
Dimir turned a wide eyed look on Junichirou. The young man flew to his feet, waving his arms when tears begun to well up in Dimir's eyes. None of them had ever seen Dimir cry.
"I'm sorry..." Dimir said lowly, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"No, no! I'm sorry! I didn't mean that you were frightening, j-just..." Junichirou cut off, unable to think of anything he could say to cheer her back up.
"Dimir-"
"I'm well aware of how dangerous I am." Dimir said lowly, cutting off Yosano as her hands curled into the material of her skirt. "I've tried my hardest, my whole life, not to hurt, or scare, anyone. I never want to hurt an innocent person, ever. I'm so sorry if I did either of those things to any of you. Sorry..."
Dimir hung her head, truly ashamed for any fear she had made her friends feel. Before she could feel too bad, though, Fukuzawa reached out, laying a hand on her head. Dimir raised her head to look at him, eyes sparkling from the tears.
"No one was harmed and now we know what to expect. Everything is fine. For now, we need to focus on our next step." Fukuzawa said before walking away, calling Kunikida and Dazai to follow him.
Dimir watched him leave before she noticed the two people who had come in behind Dazai and Atsushi. Eyes widening, Dimir flew to her feet and raced across the room.
"Haruno! Naomi!" Dimir hit the two at a run, succeeding in knocking all three of them over as she hugged them. "I'm so glad the two of you are alright."
Atsushi smiled as he watched the three females hug each other, all three happy to be reunited. It was obvious, watching the three, that Dimir had been really worried about her friends. While Atsushi was happy to see the three so over joyed to be back together, he was still feeling guilty about what he had done under the influence of Q's ability. Leaving the three, he slipped out of the lecture hall.
Dimir was too busy reassuring herself that her two friends were alright, to notice. It wasn't until Dazai reappeared in the lecture hall and called out to her, that she left Haruno and Naomi. Gesturing for her to follow him, Dazai lead the way to a side room. Peering out the door to make sure no one was there, Dazai turned to her.
Dimir had a horrible feeling about this.
"Dimir...want to do me a huge favor?"
Scratch that...those words were the harbinger of a deal with the devil.
END
Kyandi: Deal with a devil...doesn't that just fit Dazai?
Dimir: Osamu does have his moments.
Kyandi: Moments?
Dimir: ...Okay, so maybe he is the devil's advocate.
Kyandi: Honey...he is the devil. When he wants to be, of course.
Dimir: Sadly, I have to agree.
Kyandi: Right? Anyway, let's get on with this. I'm ready for bed.
Dimir: You should stop with the all-nighters.
Kyandi: I know. Anyway, everyone enjoy and review.
Dimir: We'll be back Sunday.
Kyandi: Bye-bye!