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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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[ TOTALLY PURPOSEFULLY NOT LOOKING AT HER NOW I DON'T EVEN
Although his voice sounds a bit distant, as she's made him be reminded of home. Which... feels incomplete. And it wasn't sitting well with him that it was this tangent that brought that up. ]

...They certainly change you.

[ Looks over at him, surprised. ]

Oh, that's right, you've got a wife back home. You have kids?

[ He doesn't even notice the involuntary twitch he makes when she mentions his wife. Tokio. Someone he was so certain he'd never see again. There might be a bit more expression in his eyes now than he normally lets people see, which is another reason why Saitou isn't looking her way. Although...

... Although he doesn't know what to say to that. Doesn't know how to answer that. His eyes can't help but widen. This was-- ]

I can't remember.

[ ... That was not the reaction she expected. At all. And she suddenly felt so bad for him, guilty and out of place, forgetting what he had done and what side of the law she needed to be on. ]

... I'm so sorry.

[ He doesn't even hear her. His mind is racing. He's not even aware of where he is or what he's doing here anymore, because right now all he's seeing is red and his fists clench audibly. Right now he almost wished he'd brought his sword with him so he could get a head-start to the jail before anyone else. ]

I'm going to kill him.

[ Figures her dream would take a turn for the worse. Him knocking her out was bound to leave some sort of scar on her psyche. And although she won't ever admit it, she's a little bit afraid of him. ]

So he'll come back free and outside the jail? So I get to arrest you on another charge and have you never see the light of day again?

[ Well now Saitou's more in the present time than before, and though he may not mean it, he still looks pretty damn furious when he looks back over to her. ]

He is sitting in there and not even suffering consequences for any of his actions-- He knows he's going to be damn safe in there now because now I can't get to him. And that bastard did this and isn't even paying for it-- [ He can't rage properly sitting down like this, and abruptly stands back up and paces a bit up and down that side of the room, before there is a quite loud and quite Japanese string of curses following that. That freak was dead. Dead. ]

[ Some of her fear must show on her face, she's sure. Right now she's completely helpless and completely unarmed, her headache is returning in full force and she's alone in here with him. And she doesn't know what to do, but she knows she's got to do something. So she gives that standing thing another shot. ]

[ He's a little too concentrated on his own troubles to even notice at first. And while he has the smallest amount of common sense right now not to tip over something in rage, it didn't mean he doesn't want to any less. And was definitely tempted to throw that hideous vase across the room, but that would not help matters and it would definitely attract attention.

And although that blind rage has overtaken most of common sense, that small part still active notices Elisa moving on the other side of the room. And he catches her face.

That made him stop. He wasn't any less angry, but it made him stop. He was losing control again--

There's a few more Japanese curses left in his system to get out before he slams his fist against the wall and shifts down it until he's sitting on the floor. Angrily. And furious. And that son of a bitch was going to die for this but he had to try and keep control here-- ]

[ She was weak, alone in a room with a man who could, would, and had killed. And there was no guarantee that she wasn't next. She had never, ever seen him lose control like that before, and she was scared. She took a hesitant step towards him, wary and unsure. ]

Don't. Just... don't.

[ And it's all she can think of to say. It encompasses a lot, really. ]

[ For a few long minutes, Saitou stays eerily quiet. Although the fury hasn't left his eyes, and his fists are still curled like he wants to punch something, but he's not. Instead he's... unusually still. And staring ahead blankly, probably at nothing in particular. He'd really taken his family away. He'd gone through with his threat. He didn't even know what kind of family that son of a bitch had taken away--

His fist pounds the wall he's leaning against once more before that rage starts to subside. But it's very gradual.

Then: ] He can't get away with this. He can't.

He didn't.

[ Why, why, why is it that all of the men she knows are somehow hellbent on revenge? She takes a few more steps forward, slightly more steady than her earlier try.]

We caught him, he's in jail, and he can't hurt anyone like that again. He didn't get away with it.

He's not suffering for it. [ He rebukes bitterly, still not looking her way. Still gradually calming down. Still only partially realizing her response to his behavior. ]

And that's supposed to make it all better? I've seen what a lifetime of hate does to a person, Saitou.

[She thinks of Demona and MacBeth and their eternal struggle and fight to make the other suffer more.]

It's not worth it. And you suffering because of his actions? That's what Cavil wants.

[ Fff, Elisa gets a dark, cold laugh that lasts maybe a little longer than it should. ]

Well he got his wish.

[ Okay, now he's just starting to piss her off. ]

And that's how you want to live your life? Damn, I thought you were better than that.

What the hell do you want, Maza? [ Wow you know he's been in the City for awhile if he's using their swear words already. ]

[ Honestly? More than anything else? ]

Well it's nice to know we agree on something.

[ All she feels is bitter, tired, weak, and alone. She should be slapping cuffs on him now (she has none) or screaming for the nurses to come (would it do any good) or trying to fight this swell of emotion (she cant push it down anymore), or something. Instead, she sighs heavily. ]

You horrible man. Why are you doing this to me?

[ Honestly Saitou's not much better. Although he's definitely more calm now than he was 10 minutes ago.

Which is why he's paying attention enough to what she's saying to study her. It didn't even take his abilities to see she was upset, that it was his fault she was upset; that it was his fault she was here in the first place. And he narrow his eyes a little at her standing again, that wasn't the best thing for her to do right now. She should have just stayed in bed and let him calm down on his own time.

And there are way too many options for answering that. But, hell if she still thought this was a dream, maybe he could get away with one last thing before heading out and letting her rest. Obviously his temper right now was not going to help her recover. ]

I could ask the same thing.

[ She blinks, startled and now wary. ]

I haven't done anything to you.

[ He's not sure he wants to talk about this subject right now. Or talk about it ever.

So it's some hesitation on his part while he mirrors her wary gaze. He's lost too much. Lost too much and in such a short amount of time, and he didn't like that that had happened twice in his life now--

The words come out before he can push them back down where they're supposed to stay. ]

Yes you have.

... Well, ah, what did I do?

[ Maybe she can fix it? She doesn't have much faith in her ability to fix interpersonal relationships as it is, though; Pete's not talking to her and Goliath's been in a mood, but hey, third time's the charm. ]

[ He already can tell she doesn't understand. Doesn't realize what he's saying. Of course she wouldn't, she's confused and hospitalized and he sent her here and he really shouldn't expect her to understand. She hadn't understood his code, it would be no surprise for her not to understand him. ]

Nevermind.

[ He shifts back up to stand without skipping a beat, though, his eyes turning towards the door. He was lingering here too long. He was letting that mask of his break too much. If he were having this talk instead with Kiryu, he wouldn't be so uncomfortable about it. But this was Elisa and she was different and she wouldn't understand. ]

Edited 2010-02-11 05:44 (UTC)

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OH JESUS

Laih is evil y/n?

WHY YOU DO THIS TO HIM OH MY GOD

I destroy because I love.

sobbing

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I went and uploaded a new icon for you, Saitou.

PSH

<3

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