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WHO: Maza and OPEN!
WHERE: Her hospital room.
WHEN: Today
WARNINGS: Probably horrible?
SUMMARY: Visit Momjeans in the hospital! Leave her flowers! Threatening notes! Rub it in her face that she got ridiculously concussed from just a simple metal sword hilt to the head! Sneak real food in! Fill her in on the stuff that's going down in the city!

FORMAT: Quicklog.

[Maza's in her hospital room, grumpy, headache-y, and creeped out by the note on those flowers that got delivered to her room.]

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[ Well, that's not the answer she wants to hear. She honestly wants him to let her know because she sure as hell can't figure it out. But after several moments of piecing it out, she has a reason. And it's the only one she'll ever say out loud. ]

Because I'm still not entirely convinced that this isn't just some sort of incredibly detailed lucid dream, and if I yell, they'll likely come in and keep me here longer. That part isn't acceptable. I need to get back to work.

[ For a moment he just stares at her nonplussed, before cracking a small smile and covering his face with one hand, letting go a soft amused laugh. This really was too much. ]

[ Grumbles ] Yes, well, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself.

[ It's only for a few seconds, really. Though at her grumbling he removes his hand and looks back at her oddly. Not really regretful, since Saitou never feels regret, but perhaps sorry that it had to be her in here. She hadn't done anything wrong. He would have been completely okay with sending Lassiter to the hospital in her place, though. Perhaps that would finally shove his ego down. Or Pete. ]

You won't be stuck here forever. Then you can chase me for as long as you want. [ WINK WINK and yes his tone is teasing there of course. ] I'm flattered, really.

[ She stares at him in disbelief. Okay, subconscious, really? Well, she can play that game. ]

You should be. I don't just chase down anyone you know.

[ He gets some amusement out of her disbelief, however when she flings it right back in his face he's not sure how to react. Who knew if she had a pair of handcuffs hiding somewhere, so he refrains from getting close and just leans up against the wall opposite her. ]

Is that so.

[ He looks like a large cat when he does that, Elisa decides. Like Cagney when there was a stranger in the house, wary and ready to move at a moment's notice. ]

You doubt me?

[ Sigh, this is about the normal time where Saitou would pull out his cigarettes and light one to calm his nerves. Or at least stall some time for replying to something that he wasn't very inclined to answer. However considering hospital regulations, he didn't want to be kicked out just yet. He preferred leaving on his own terms. ]

Not often.

[ Haaah, no cigarettes for you, Saitou. You get to bear the awkward! ]

But you doubt I'll be able to arrest you.

[ HE WANTS ONE SO BAD RIGHT NOW ]

Right now, yes. [ And once again looking at her pointedly. Not exactly the normal outfit one wears when arresting a suspect. ]

[ And she has the grace to look mildly embarrassed. But hey, at least it's not a Belle costume this time. ]

...It'd be different if I had my cuffs with me.

[ YES I SAW THAT SCREENCAP THAT WAS
INTERESTING anyhow

Saitou refrains from smirking at her expression for now. But he might later. Later meaning when he can finally have his damn cigarettes and not get yelled for it. ]

You think?

[ And Elisa just looks over at him defiantly. ]

No, I know.

[ Saitou returns the look just as strongly, if not more. She wants to be stubborn, fine. But he's not letting her try any stunts again today. ]

Well since you don't have them with you, perhaps you should listen to your doctors and wait until they release you to do so.

[ A glare-off? Oh, she is down with that. ]

They're going to release me tomorrow, you know.

[ Smiiiiirk ]

I won't be here tomorrow.

Well, I should hope not. If you are, then I'm having persistent delusions and I'll really be in trouble.

Don't worry, you won't.

[ Hnnnngh this is another pause where he would really be dying to have a cigarette right now. ]

Hmph. I'm sure.

[A resigned sigh.] The real you is probably half-way around the world by now.

[ Well that hits him harder than he'd like it to. And it shows on his face before he even thinks of masking it, and god help him he's walking toward her again. Reminders of the last time he'd been looking down at her like this come to mind, and he finds himself tilting her chin up like before. He couldn't help it. He didn't like that look on her face. ]

I wouldn't do that.

[ And once again, all she can do is stare up blankly at him. And if she keeps telling herself this is just a dream, she can absolve her guilt. ]

Why wouldn't you? It'd be the smart thing to do.

[ Saitou just keeps eye contact with her for awhile, though eventually he sets his arm back to his side. There wasn't much he could do, here, and he was uncertain about what to do already without her asking that. And he didn't want to make her any more uncomfortable than she was now. ]

It's not honorable. [ He looks away then, focusing on something else, anything else-- the blue flowers in his line of vision aren't exactly helping. ] Nothing I've done to you has been honorable.

[ It occurred to her that she didn't mind his touch. When had that happened? She tried very hard not to think about it. Fortunately, he seemed just as uncomfortable as she. So she deflects, as always, with a joke. ]

Well, it's not like you knocked me up and dumped me.

[ My dear god that look that he had earlier like she had grown two heads? Totally back and twice as potent. ]

Hm.

[ Something occurs to her. ]

... You do know what that means, right?

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IT WAS A GOOD EPISODE! SHE HAD A THIGH HOLSTER AND CARRIED A GUN UNDER THE SKIRT!

FFF AMUSING

TRUFAX. I will link you the episode, it is fairly awesome.

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OH GOOD SHOW. VERY GOOD SHOW. A++ WOULD LOL AGAIN.

IT WAS TOO PERFECT.