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Dry comfort (pre-series)
He’d found the vodka in a locked bottom drawer. Schnapps would have been preferable, but thieves couldn’t be choosers, nicht wahr?
Almost a full bottle, and he had every intention of finishing it off. There was a small chance of alcohol poisoning finishing him off. He couldn’t quite bring himself to care.
He figured he’d get a couple of days in the Tank if – no, when – they found out. But if he was stupid enough to worry about the ‘justified’ punishments, the unjustified ones would break him.
And a couple of days for one evening’s oblivion? Well worth the price.
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Depthcharge
Nagi waited until the telepath went to the toilets before asking,
“Schuldig doesn’t drink?”
“No,” replied Crawford, but seemed declined to continue. Nagi guessed he shouldn’t pursue it and returned to his dinner.
“A drunk telepath is a bad thing,” Farfarello declared unexpectedly.
Crawford winced. From the words or a memory, Nagi was unsure. But if Farfarello thought a drunk telepath was bad news, he was sure he didn't want to know.
Schuldig was returning to the table. From the thinned lips and cold glitter in his eyes Nagi guessed he’d been ‘listening’ to them. He wished he hadn’t asked.
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Dry comfort (pre-series)
He’d found the vodka in a locked bottom drawer. Schnapps would have been preferable, but thieves couldn’t be choosers, nicht wahr?
Almost a full bottle, and he had every intention of finishing it off. There was a small chance of alcohol poisoning finishing him off. He couldn’t quite bring himself to care.
He figured he’d get a couple of days in the Tank if – no, when – they found out. But if he was stupid enough to worry about the ‘justified’ punishments, the unjustified ones would break him.
And a couple of days for one evening’s oblivion? Well worth the price.
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Depthcharge
Nagi waited until the telepath went to the toilets before asking,
“Schuldig doesn’t drink?”
“No,” replied Crawford, but seemed declined to continue. Nagi guessed he shouldn’t pursue it and returned to his dinner.
“A drunk telepath is a bad thing,” Farfarello declared unexpectedly.
Crawford winced. From the words or a memory, Nagi was unsure. But if Farfarello thought a drunk telepath was bad news, he was sure he didn't want to know.
Schuldig was returning to the table. From the thinned lips and cold glitter in his eyes Nagi guessed he’d been ‘listening’ to them. He wished he hadn’t asked.
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Date: 2004-10-19 06:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-10-19 06:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-11-04 09:21 pm (UTC)