"Of course not you're free to figure it out your damn self!" With a sudden and unnerving, wet noise the once floating book clattered to the table with a harder this than its weight should have allowed but there it lay, as lifeless as before it's voice was found. Nariko reopened it to the page that depicted her father and by doing so took herself out of the conversation without anymore fuss.
"Why." It wasn't a question, but rather the most exasperated version of speech Kaine could put together as she glared at Bert. "Just, why?" Why make bad life decisions? Why not have any situational awareness outside of himself and Roland and Alain? What the fuck was with the complete lack of understanding for anyone else's feelings or intentions or actions? Just, why.
"Since only three of us have been paying attention," Kaine went on, knowing better than to tempt the sudden, uncharacteristic silence of her best friend, "I guess I'll reiterate: You don't just pick up a thing and know how to use it. It would have been ideal to make sure that any specific individuals were saved in the event of utter failure, but while I'm no expert on magic I'm going to say that's not something you just accomplish on a Tuesday morning. Roland, you were there during the entire fight with Claude, do you really think she could pull that off without hacking up another organ, like when she got rid of that pink thing?" A brief pause. "The answer is 'no', by the way. But if it wasn't her, then there's a chance it was that crazy bitch we have to see to get back."
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Date: 2015-03-29 03:21 pm (UTC)"Why." It wasn't a question, but rather the most exasperated version of speech Kaine could put together as she glared at Bert. "Just, why?" Why make bad life decisions? Why not have any situational awareness outside of himself and Roland and Alain? What the fuck was with the complete lack of understanding for anyone else's feelings or intentions or actions? Just, why.
"Since only three of us have been paying attention," Kaine went on, knowing better than to tempt the sudden, uncharacteristic silence of her best friend, "I guess I'll reiterate: You don't just pick up a thing and know how to use it. It would have been ideal to make sure that any specific individuals were saved in the event of utter failure, but while I'm no expert on magic I'm going to say that's not something you just accomplish on a Tuesday morning. Roland, you were there during the entire fight with Claude, do you really think she could pull that off without hacking up another organ, like when she got rid of that pink thing?" A brief pause. "The answer is 'no', by the way. But if it wasn't her, then there's a chance it was that crazy bitch we have to see to get back."