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devyni; action
[Logically, Lithuania knew about what the town was capable of. Logically, he remembered everything that happened in March and April, he remembered Valentine's Day, and he knew that inserting terror into his brain should be possible. But it did nothing to stop the vulture's grip on his heart, the feeling of his people dying by the hundreds, by the thousands, because he couldn't do something as simple as killing a few people who had nothing to do with him.
Had he not been willing to go to war for his people in the past? Always. He'd always do that. So he can't take it anymore, he just can't. It's easier once he finally decides; the indecision slides off and there's only the realization that he has a mission to do. Think of it as war. Simple. He will defend his people. He will always defend his people.
He feels better than he has in a while.]
A; 1333 Benny Road; Monday Morning
[Lithuania had been looking tired, but he's full of purpose now. He can't let these people get into danger if he dies, either; they have nothing to do with this and he's grown fond of them besides.]
I have to go out for a bit. I left a gun in the living room. Don't touch it unless you absolutely have to. I should be back soon, alright?
[He smiles.]
B; Keiichi's office; Monday morning {closed to Keiichi}
[He'd cornered and quizzed drones for some time. Keiichi Maebara was a counselor at the school. Maybe he could have asked the children living at his house, hah. Not that he would get them involved, of course.
Sunday was spent sneaking into the school and figuring out where Keiichi's office was. And loosening a window. Monday morning before anyone was there he broke in, replaced the window, and waited in the chair for Keiichi. Hopefully he could get him with one shot--he didn't want to torture the man or anything. Keiichi had done nothing wrong. It wasn't fair.
For his people, though, he would become any sort of monster. He waited.]
Had he not been willing to go to war for his people in the past? Always. He'd always do that. So he can't take it anymore, he just can't. It's easier once he finally decides; the indecision slides off and there's only the realization that he has a mission to do. Think of it as war. Simple. He will defend his people. He will always defend his people.
He feels better than he has in a while.]
A; 1333 Benny Road; Monday Morning
[Lithuania had been looking tired, but he's full of purpose now. He can't let these people get into danger if he dies, either; they have nothing to do with this and he's grown fond of them besides.]
I have to go out for a bit. I left a gun in the living room. Don't touch it unless you absolutely have to. I should be back soon, alright?
[He smiles.]
B; Keiichi's office; Monday morning {closed to Keiichi}
[He'd cornered and quizzed drones for some time. Keiichi Maebara was a counselor at the school. Maybe he could have asked the children living at his house, hah. Not that he would get them involved, of course.
Sunday was spent sneaking into the school and figuring out where Keiichi's office was. And loosening a window. Monday morning before anyone was there he broke in, replaced the window, and waited in the chair for Keiichi. Hopefully he could get him with one shot--he didn't want to torture the man or anything. Keiichi had done nothing wrong. It wasn't fair.
For his people, though, he would become any sort of monster. He waited.]
A
W-wait um...! Before you go!
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Yes?
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... Please be safe! I'll um... I'll make a warm supper, so come home before dark... and um...
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I'll make sure to be back before then, I'm sure it'll be good. Make sure you don't open the door for anyone you don't know, okay?
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I'll look after the house too...
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You're being brave, you know. It's kind of scary here right now.
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It's not really being brave... I just...
This is all I can really do, so... I'm gonna do this as best I can.
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You're being much braver, though...
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[He pats her on the head.]
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... Thank you.