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[explosivecombat]

[TEXT; LOCKED TO doitrockapella]

The offer for conversation is always open, should you desire to take me up on it; I can't guarantee that I'll respond immediately, nor will it necessarily be the response you want, but I'll always respond in some way.

In the name of enlightened discourse.

Comments

[explosivecombat]

I can't tell you where we are attacking.

[doitrockapella]

It's Fuchsia. The likely targets are the gym, the fighting studio, or the film studios. It's not all that hard to guess, if you've been there before and know the area.

[explosivecombat]

Fuschia is my assignment.

[doitrockapella]

...

So you don't want me going anywhere because I might end up in another place that's going to be attacked. One you can't warn me about?

[explosivecombat]

There's no way for me to warn you about the others. It's not even a matter of being ordered not to; I literally don't know what they are.

[doitrockapella]

Are they all coordinated to go off at the same time?

[explosivecombat]

Yes. To my knowledge, anyway.

[doitrockapella]

...

Was this your superior's idea?

[explosivecombat]

No, it wasn't. He would know better than to keep me in the dark; he always tells me exactly what we're doing.

[doitrockapella]

...Oh, don't tell me it's that hissing idiot.

[explosivecombat]

"Ask me no questions..."

[doitrockapella]

It was either that or your illustrious employers. I had a fifty-fifty chance.

Now I'm regretting ever giving him back his costume.

[explosivecombat]

...This is a bit beside the point, isn't it?

[doitrockapella]

The point being that you don't want me going anywhere, lest I get caught up in this massive coordinated attack.

[explosivecombat]

...It sounds almost sentimental when you put it that way.

[doitrockapella]

Aren't you?

[explosivecombat]

Let me pretend I haven't gone hideously soft.

[doitrockapella]

That's fair enough. Assuming you'll let me continue pretending my boyfriend has a soft spot for me.

[explosivecombat]

Fair enough indeed.

[doitrockapella]

There's one thing I've been thinking about, speaking of pretending. Humor me a little longer?

You didn't hurt the Kimono Girls. Was that coincidence?

[explosivecombat]

[It takes him a while to reply; not because he has no idea what to say, exactly - though he doesn't - but more because this...is not a good topic, in past experience.]

Coincidence...?

[doitrockapella]

Because I've asked you before, if it were possible for you to carry out a mission without hurting anyone, if you'd do it.

It's not that I think I had anything to do with it. I just can't figure out why you left them alone, comparatively speaking. Unless those pictures were expertly arranged, it didn't look as though you hurt them.

[explosivecombat]

I didn't harm them, no. If I had, I would have taken pictures that showed that; I've never been shy about the damage I've caused.

It's not something I consciously decided to do, but that was...more or less the reasoning behind it, honestly - I didn't hurt them because the mission didn't require it.

[doitrockapella]

I hope this new one proves to be the same way.

[explosivecombat]

Due to the nature of the mission, I can't guarantee it, but I can tell you that I'm not specifically after any one person.

Anyone that's injured as a result is collateral damage, not the target.