o n e // video

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[When the video turns on, Konatsu looks irritated, annoyed, frustrated. He's concluded that this isn't a dream and that he's not just hallucinating. He's discovered that his weapon has been replaced by a far inferior one. And he's tried and long since given up on trying to remember a worse day of his life.]

[So instead he turns to his communicator. Perhaps he'll be able to find answers this way.]

Colonel Adams mentioned a headquarters that supposedly brought us to this town. Is there a means of contacting them?

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What decent people would call it! My Papa's funeral!!

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[Now he looks mad. He hadn't cared about Wakaba's funeral, but he's a little offended that Shuri honestly thought he was speaking so crassly about the whole affair.] I'm not talking about that!

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Then what? That's what I came from! I told you!

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I'm talking about Princess Ouka's birthday party! [Konatsu supposes Shuri did tell him that his father had just died, but he doesn't think that would indicate that he'd come directly from his funeral.] Your father's funeral was nearly a week ago!

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I think I know when my own father's funeral was!

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And I would think you'd know I was referring to the Princess' masquerade when I called it a masquerade.

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That hasn't happened yet!

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It just happened! You were there!

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It did not! I was just getting home!

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That's absurd. How could you just be getting home from the funeral?

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How are you doing something that isn't until aweek from now!

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[Konatsu lets out a slow breath, trying to contain his temper. Shuri might be a moron, but enough of one to completely forget a week's worth of memories? Konatsu suddenly leans forward, peering intently at Shuri.]

... Did you hit your head or something?

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[ pulling back. while he wouldn't have complained about this before, the funeral put some things in perspective. ]

No!

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[Shuri certainly looks clear-eyed enough, though that could just be because he'd been crying a moment ago. He could be lying, but Konatsu doesn't find that terribly likely. He leans back again.] Then something must have happened when you were brought to this place.

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Or you're wrong.

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[That was enough to draw Konatsu up short. Being sassed by Shuri was one thing. Being out and out... well, defied like this was something different.]

[He can't decide if he's more impressed or annoyed, and he settles for crossing his arms instead.] I am not mistaken. The masquerade definitely already happened.

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[ S I G H. Shuri rolls his eyes. ]

Whatever! I don't want to talk about this anymore.

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Fine. [Konatsu needs time to figure Shuri out anyway.] What are you intending to do now that we're here?

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I don't know...

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[Of course he doesn't. Konatsu doesn't sigh, but he can't stop himself from letting out a quiet huff. His first instinct is to immediately start bossing Shuri around again, since he clearly needs the assistance, but he decides against it. Shuri's obviously in a mood, and if he's going to be a brat about following Konatsu's lead then Konatsu is going to make him deal with the consequences.]

[It's hard to not be a little bossy, though.] I suggest you decide quickly. I doubt the natives want to abide by those who won't pull their own weight.