Characters: Fran (supermistfrog), Rokudo Mukuro (grandtheftbody) When: December 22nd Where: Varia mansion Rating: PG-13 at most Summary: Fran spills all the secrets. Mukuro calls him out on his shit. ALL IS WELL
[Mukuro sat on the edge of the bed, weaving a complicated illusion in his hands - a snowglobe with a little world in it, people walking around, living out their little illusionary lives. He looked up as Fran came in, dropping crumbs all over his (somewhat) clean room.]
What is it, little one?
[The illusion in his hands disappeared, and he turned his attention to his student.]
You have to build it before you can destroy it, otherwise there's nothing to destroy.
[His eyes narrow a little. If Fran really thinks he'll get away with just that, then he's clearly never met Mukuro before. Paranoia is a valuable life skill, after all.]
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What is it, little one?
[The illusion in his hands disappeared, and he turned his attention to his student.]
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[It takes him a couple of moments to snap out of it.]
Is that supposed to be a controllable version of here, Master? It needs more fire and insane people.
[He didn't really want waste time for chit-chat.]
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Can I leave for a few days after Christmas?
[There we go. Straight and to the point. No details provided and that was fine with him]
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[His eyes narrow a little. If Fran really thinks he'll get away with just that, then he's clearly never met Mukuro before. Paranoia is a valuable life skill, after all.]
Why? Where do you plan to go?
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[Details, his mortal enemy. For now, at least. Big picture. Big picture was much better.]
[So he takes a bite of the pancake, disappointed that Master is acting like...himself. He tries to remain as casual as possible.]
Underground, Master.
[And knowing the inevitable "why" will come next-]
It's where the scientists are.
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