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[tastes_of_honey]

I had a kind of funeral for Farfarello yesterday, and my head still hurts from the telepathic work involved. Ambition has its price, but when I throw an event it has to be special.

Now I know who killed him and nearly got me and Brad killed as well: cursed_bird. It's not simply a psycho ex thing because he's threatening people in Nagi's life too. I'm putting together ideas on how to put a stop to this bullshit but asked the Nexus to see if anyone there had some nasty cool things to add. Most of them didn't, but some of it may help.

Brad's still pissed that someone I met in the Nexus is trying to destroy our team. Then he had the gall to be surprised for a few minutes that I didn't want to move back in with him or let him move in with me. I'm not gonna forget all the stuff he let happen before. He got the picture fairly quickly, though. I guess you can teach an old Brad new tricks. Or he realized anew that I'm all he has left of Schwarz so he should give me more respect and space.

So I'm depressed and angry. And headthrobby. Broken mind links take time to heal.

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[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Nagi sighs in annoyance. "Are you trying to damage yourself?" Honestly, Schu's gonna give himself an aneurysm if he doesn't take it easy.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I'm not setting out to, but I have a certain style to live up to.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Nagi still looks annoyed. "Did you take something for the headache?"

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Advil. Not that it does much.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"Did you eat recently?" If Schu doesn't know that big stunts mean he needs big meals then he fails.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Big dinner. Veal, two veggie dishes, a big pretzel, beer, and a large piece of chocolate cake. My mourning requires a large calorie intake.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"How long ago?" Nagi isn't fussing. He's just making sure that Schu is... minimizing the chances of projecting pain and suffering. Yeah. It's all self-interest. Nagi isn't worried at all, and has no urges to feed Schu and then snuggle him to sleep. Nope, no urges at all.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Four hours ago. ::Schu is touched by Nagi's... self-interest.::

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

Nagi stuffs his hands in his pockets. "I think I figured out how to make omelettes. If I didn't, you'd end up with scrambled eggs with stuff in them. So, y'know, if you're hungry again, I could test my cooking on you." Actually, Nagi perfected omelettes a week ago, but he'd love some praise for his cooking.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Omelettes? I'm hungry and would like to know more. Are they just eggs or do you add things to them?

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"Of course you add things to them. They're omelettes, aren't they?" Duh.

Nagi pulls his PINpoint out. "I'll even be nice and let you pick your filling."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I didn't survive this long by assuming things.

::grins:: Yay!

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

"Won't survive much longer if you insult my intellegence," Nagi mutters. "Like I don't know what an omelette is."

He still PINpoints them to his apartment, though. And it's time to see what's in Nagi's fridge. Only four kinds of cheese to choose from today, but lots of different meats and veggies. "So what'd'ya want?"

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I doubted your food knowledge, sensei.

Sausage and mushrooms would be nice.

[killwithmymind.livejournal.com]

The required ingredients come flying out of the fridge. "What kind of cheese? Or none for you?"

[sinofsurviving.livejournal.com]

Aya feels sympathy for Schuldig and wants to offer comfort. As if he need any more proof he is defective.

"If Farfarello is a danger to you, then he is a danger to anyone." The anyone in mind is naturally his sister.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I hope he hasn't gone so rabid that he'll be shooting for everyone, but I can't predict a damned thing he does these days.

::Aw, thanks, Aya!::

[sinofsurviving.livejournal.com]

Aya makes a soft noise of consideration. His mental landscape is a still pool of dark water with things writhing underneath. If Schuldig wants to know what is going on under the surface, he will have to make an effort.

He flinches at the voice inside his mind. But he has been caught now. He may as well say something.

"I'm sorry for your loss." The words are sincere. He wonders when seeing Schuldig hurt stopped giving him any kind of pleasure.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Really.

It hurts worse for me that I had a mental link with him.

[sinofsurviving.livejournal.com]

Aya tries to imagine what that would feel like.

"Is there anything that makes it hurt less?" There is a quietly implicit offer to help there.

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

It hurts like having a hole in your head, but it'll heal with time. But I appreciate the caring.

[man-of-means.livejournal.com]

"I coulda' sworn I called him on bein' loony a long time ago."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I never said he wasn't. He just didn't used to be a loony out to hurt me and everyone I cared about. If I cut off everyone I know who's a loony, I'd have a lot fewer friends and work associates.

[man-of-means.livejournal.com]

"I probably should' done the job right the first time."

[tastes-of-honey.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have let you, but I had no way of knowing things would be like this a year later.