Where the hell is she?

If this... note has anything to do with Haruhi, I will make the writer regret it.

Bastards...

I guess it doesn't matter now.

Whatever.

[Asch's image flickers on the second level, clutching a knife with her hands, and looks more than ready to throw it]

Get the hell away from me, dammit!

I'm not your damn mummy!!

I said get BACK!

Like hell I'm going another damn week without sleep thanks to you...!!

[and that's when she throws the knife at the Empty Child]

I don't see what's so damn funny about saying 'I kill you' over and over.

What the hell's a Jew, anyway? And a Catholic?

... And why the hell would they fight over a small boy?

[Asch, being Asch, has snuck out for a walk, now that she's been conscious long enough to realize she's sick of being helpless. She sighs]

When the hell did it get so damn hot...?

[She looks worse for wear, is holding an arm against her stomach weakly, and you can tell she's been crying, especially since the pain's set in pretty hard. She stumbles and falls against a wall]

[Asch is wearing a black shirt with long sleeves, a pair of jeans, and a loooook white apron... but not a cook's apron. It's a server's apron. So, it just ties around the waist. Her hair is tied up.

And she. Looks. Pissed.]

They can all go to hell, damn it! I said COOKING, not... this! Grrrrrrraugh!

She didn't really need to mention all the 'oh ( Read more... )

All the whining about getting a job is making me sick.

Just shut the hell up if you can't handle it.

[by now, Asch is wearing a shirt-- and that's all, but it covers the important parts]

Whoever the HELL made my clothes disappear-- I'm going to kill you!

[so. A few days later, Asch realizes something with a start!]

Damn it, I need a new jacket!

Tch....

[Asch is actually in a good mood. I wonder why~?]