Twenty Fifth Krieg - Action

[sturmbahnfurher]

[The Major didn't think a damn think about eating mushrooms. Why should he? If this place decided it would provide produce, then he would gladly partake of it. Even if it was suspicious, he would do it in order to see what game the town might have come with this time

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[cruelmiracle]

[Well, isn't this interesting? But really, you're rumpling her dress, that's rude. Still, she just looks at him with her usual passive expression.]

I wonder who you think I am?

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[sturmbahnfurher]

[Sorry Bern. Even if it's a woman's voice talking to him, the image is still too great in his head of it being Walter.]

Who do I think you are?

No. Who do I know you to be. And that is a desperate boy, wanting to prove himself. To prove he's greater than he really is.

And you somehow did it. Good for you.

[cruelmiracle]

[Well, it never hurts to play along.

Not when you can teleport, anyway. So for now she'll just stay here.]

Is this how you congratulate someone?

[sturmbahnfurher]

It is the congratulations you deserve, servant.

Come. If you've managed the miracle of winning, of taking victory from the near zero chance you had, you shall then assist me in severing your previous master's life this dawn.

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[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart merely stands and watches at first.]

Hey!

What's got you so worked up?

They run outta brautwurst at the grocery?

[sturmbahnfurher]

[The Major looks over at Mart, and scowls.]

Kill him! Look how pathetic the Englishman is! All he might do is talk, and talk, and talk while even the world burns around him! Kill him!

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart's never seen the Major so mad before. Obviously his fat jokes finally caused him to snap.]

Hm.

And here I thought I'd already beaten you with your own arm and ripped your head off yet I am pathetic?

Also, I ain't English, I'm 99 percent American born and raised [Extra percentage to being Leviathan based.]

[sturmbahnfurher]

[The Major barks laughter.]

American or English boy, it doesn't matter all the same. You're going to die here as the world burns around you.

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[miraculls]

[Gamzee yelps as he's suddenly grabbed, blinking up at the Major.]

...oh hey, catastrofucker! What's all supposed to be yours now?

[sturmbahnfurher]

Don't play the fool with me.

[The Major snorts. He supposes it wasn't honest treachery on Walter's part....well, at least his fight. He had indeed given Walter the chance to fight Alucard. He just didn't expect him to win.]

I suppose the hand you received was better than even I imagined.

Come then, servant. We still have work to do.

[miraculls]

Wasn't playing anything except the fine miracles of life, brother, that's just how I roll.

[He's not exactly sure how he feels about being called servant, but he shrugs it off in favor of staring at his hand.]

Uhhh...it's the same hand I've had since I done wriggled out the motherfuckin' caverns, but thanks! What are we working on?

[sturmbahnfurher]

[The Major looks at Gamzee in disbelief. What are we working at? How could you possibly forget?]

Your previous employer and her other servant still live. I suppose we go to greet them!

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[gezellighe]

[He's . . . not really going to do much. It was kind of irritating to have somebody in a guy's face that way, but he'll listen before doing anything rash. He recognized that voice too.]

Aren't you-

Hnn.

[That megalomaniacal bastard, is what he was going to say. But it was way too much effort so say that long of a word, so Holland sighs instead.]

[sturmbahnfurher]

[The Major's frown deepens. He doesn't have the time for games, at the moment. Not during such a critical moment.]

You wish to play the fool then?

Hmm. Not out of character, for certainly a fool you are.

If you value what remains of your life, come. We have work to finish.

[gezellighe]

Thanks, but no.

[He's going to carefully move himself out of the other's reach.]

[sturmbahnfurher]

Oh, no servant.

You will do as told.

[Drawing his gun, Netherlands.]

[Action one]

[selfobservedcat]

Ah, Major...who exactly are you yelling at?

[Action one]

[sturmbahnfurher]

Schrodinger!

[Ah. Finally, someone he recognizes. Don't worry. He's not pissed at you, Schro. Just what's happening.

For the moment.]

Go Schro! Tell them, each of them, that if they wish to die like men and not be set ablaze like torches, they will turn around and fight.

[selfobservedcat]

Um...Major...?

Who am I supposed to tell exactly?

[Nervous laugh.]

[sturmbahnfurher]

[He just stares at you as if you've gone mad Schrodinger. Are you joking? Are you defying him? What are you doing?]

The troops, Schro. It's the duty you've always done.

Inform them, while the battle still rages.

[The goodwill that so naturally seems to echo in his voice is becoming strained now, his facade harder to keep up.]