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[Writing looks a little lazy, it's even unsigned of all things.]

I'm wandering around. Haku and I are looking for a bench, so we'll be somewhere. Ice cream sounds nice.

Who's going to kill you?

Somewhere near the burger place would be nice.

You ok?

Hitsugaya found me.

~~Who~~ ~~Isn't he~~

Shit.

He's different, I don't know how it's possible, but he is...

Different how? Is he still a patient?

Yes, but I was very nearly crying and he didn't tell me to stop or save it for a better time. And the moment Haku approached us, he simply walked off.

Weird. Maybe he's from a different timeline or something.

It's possible. But I suppose I'm not so much concerned with when he's from as the fact that he's here and he doesn't know who I am.

[The pen rested here for a while.] You could punch him in the face.

I suppose that would certainly assure that he would never come near me again.

I just figured it'd make you feel better, unless that's what you want.

...how would punching him in the face make me feel better?

Works for me all the time.

Could this be linked, possibly, to Alle wanting to kill you for your commentary on his virginity?

I was thinking of someone else actually. ~~Alle would probably break my arm before it got halfway there.~~

Who do you punch to feel better?

I'll tell you later. You know what else makes me feel better? Abusing my nephew. And cigarettes. But you're not allowed to have those.

You missed fire. I'm allowed to have fire.

Ok, you can have fire, but only if you keep that shit out of the forest. Be responsible. Explosives are ok too.

I'm claiming the guns though. Therapeutic value.

Fine with me. The recoil is terrible for my young shoulders.

So I can't set the forest on fire, but setting off explosives is fine?

That's true. It could stunt your growth.

As long as you're not setting them off in the forest. Don't they teach you anything about loving nature and protecting the fucking squirrels?

Well, the red squirrels are in decline in Northern Ireland...

Seriously? How'd they manage that? Nuke Ireland? I swear I shot a squirrel once and the bitch got up again and threw a fucking rock at me.

Nothing like that.

They just introduced grey squirrels. And loss of habitat and viruses, but the other squirrels are the main problem.

So your theory could be correct.

My theory that squirrels are demon tree rats? You should probably know I was piss drunk at the time. It might have been Haine.

...this might explain why it got up after you 'shot' it.

Nah, it was definitely a zombie squirrel.

Did it want your brain tissue as well?

I'll make sure to ask it next time.

Good, because I'm intrigued. Had you been smoking as well, or just drinking?

Do you have a business card you want me to give it? Some flowers maybe?

And what kind of question is that? Of course I was - Oh. Shit. I might have run out. The whole night's kinda fuzzy.

You could beat it with the flowers, and somehow I think that a business card would be lost on a zombie-demon tree-rat.

I pity that squirrel then, if you ran out.

...If a bullet didn't work, what makes you think petunias will?

Little fucker probably had it coming.

[You just know the squirrel kicked his ass. :| Also, I like how they went from angst to zombie tree rats.]

Edited 2009-07-10 02:25 (UTC)

Maybe it's allergic. Or it put on bullet-repellent that morning. Flowers may smother it--like Desdemona.

I love your certainty in the matter.

["Aww, you're a cute little ra--OHFUCKINGHELLBLEEDINGCHRISTONACRUTCHTAPDANCINGAAAAAGH!!" Inorite? :| Srs bsns all around.]

Now you're just making fun of me. There's no flower named Desdemona.

[HAHAHAHA YEAH THAT'S HOW IT WENT. Tree rat: 52 Badou: -5 (this being the number of times he probably shot himself) They're always srs bsns. This is how they work out complex problems - by not talking about them. :|]

It's not a flower. In Othello, a play by William Shakespeare, Othello is persuaded to kill his virgin wife by smothering her with a pillow, simply through the power of jealousy and persuasion by another man, Iago.

[THEY'RE SUCH A HEALTHY DUO. 8D;;]

So if he did her it would have been a happy ending and he would have gotten some fresh virgin tail. Othello is a dumbass.

Wait, does this mean my squirrel is named Desdemona now?

We can name it Desdemona, but I doubt that it's a symbol for God/The Divine as she is in the play. And Othello isn't just a dumbass--he represents man in the struggle between the influences of good and evil. He's possibly the ultimate dumbass in that sense, I suppose.

I think we should name your squirrel Iago, if it's a demon rat.

You're getting off on literature right now aren't you?

I've been calling it Skippy Nutfucker but it might like that better.

I am not. I'm simply displaying my literary knowledge in a public manner, which I haven't been able to do in days. It was rather refreshing, actually.

...and that's an image that I'd rather not have in my head, thank you.

It's ok Arty. I won't give you a wedgie.

What is? Getting off on literature or Skippy being renamed Iago?

I would hope not. Haku might actually break your hands or somesuch thing before I could stop him. Being winded tends to put a damper on being able to call off automatic attacks...

Skippy and his... namesake.

Sounds like you'll just have to nurse me back to health. I'll ask the nurses here if you can borrow one of their skirts and a little hat.

I'll try to find you some Playgirl magazines. That part of your imagination kind of painful just to hear about.

I will do no such thing. You couldn't pay me enough to wear a skirt.

And if my nurse finds that under my mattress, I'll be dead next evening.

Who says I'm paying you? I'll just look at you with a big soulful eye.

Hide it somewhere else then.

I'm sorry.

-HM

It's not your fault, Hinamori-san. I didn't mean to imply that he's different from the man you know--because most likely he's not. He's just different from the one I knew... which I know is backwards and ridiculous, but perhaps I can straighten it out soon.

--A.F. II

You didn't imply it at all. I just wish I was the only one that has to suffer in this way.

But he is different. He comes from a point earlier, a time when I am still in a coma without knowing if I will ever wake. His focus and mindset is different. He hides it well, as he always does, but he is in just as much shock as we are. I am very, very different from the Hinamori Momo he knows. This place has changed me, Fowl-san, and not for the good.

It just takes time. I need time. I'd be surprised if you didn't.

-HM