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[witheringlotus]

Who: Kanda and yu you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Marsiva only.
When: Early Tuesday morning.

[video;]

[There's a cranky nineteen-year-old staring down through the feed. The feed is upside down. Someone should probably tell him.]

Where is it?

[It's not a question, it's a demand.]

My sword. Where is it?

[He leans in, blue eyes taking over the feed.] Who are you supposed to be? Some other division? [It's not the first time he's been locked up in a lab. If this is supposed to terrify him, it's not working.] You're testing me, then.

Hope you don't have anything important in here. There won't be anything left when I'm done.

Comments

[precedented]

[ Leto clicks his tongue, a quiet noise. ]

I'm sure there are degrees of tolerance.

[witheringlotus]

[He just yelled at Allen for like ten minutes straight and they're best friends.]

I'm sure you don't know me at all.

[oof.]

[precedented]

[ His nails dig into his skin, before he exhales, patient. ]

Yes. But that does not mean I would not like to. Or that I would not help you.

[witheringlotus]

[Kanda watches Leto carefully. He doesn't... quite believe Leto. Leto seems to be genuine, but there's something he's not telling Kanda. And Kanda doesn't like being lied to.]

We'll see.

[precedented]

It's up to you.

[ Leto . . . is afraid to push. Afraid of saying more. What if this was too much? He doesn't know. This wasn't the same man and Leto doesn't want to infringe on Kanda's independence by bringing up a connection that holds no meaning to him.

No meaning.

What a devastating thought. ]

[witheringlotus]

Later.

[He's had enough of his brain exploding for a while, thanks. He's... going to need some time. Thankfully he has until Saturday to get his shit sorted out.

He turns away and shuts off the communicator.]

[precedented]