[it's okay, Akira gets what Magnus is saying, ssssso. also it's definitely Sanji]
[he lets out a tired huff]
Nope; that's not what I think was happening at all.
[I MEAN HE'S GLAD THEY'RE BACK DOWN TO ONE A WEEK BUT. he absolutely believes that the maf was ordered to kill more than one person a week for. . . whatever reasons. . .]
And yeah, I'd keep that to yourself. The good news is the information in it is what Minako sent to me, so it's not like people need to see it.
[he thought the poor directors were being treated like puppets on a string just as much as everyone else was from the very beginning. SUCKS TO BE A DIRECTOR]
But they've always avoided talking about whatever Pinkie is. "Mud with the ability to fuck up our lives."
[a huff. he trusts the directors so he doesn't think they're lying on purpose, but. . . you know]
And I guess they were. I guess nine bodies over the course of two weeks was enough?
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[Oh, right - Magnus is wearing about fifteen layers of coat and sweater, and is sweating slightly from the heat.]
I got one, too. But it's, uh -
[Sharing his with Akira, too. It's this, soggy and stained red in spots. It reads:
1st, fuck u. 2nd, no hard feelings. 3rd, u guys can keep the kills low now, 1 a week is fine]
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[just. confirming that. but also, oh my god]
[a breathless laugh, and Akira present his postcard. same design, also soggy and red and spots, and it reads]
blood + sads makes snake bodies grow! just 1 is fine we r shiny + gold now! no jade in sight but it's fine, not a factor be good ヾ(｡･ω･｡) -m
Is yours from Sanji?
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[That's. Pushing what he's allowed to say. But he smiles a little, anyway.]
No idea, since they didn't sign it. Guess it'd have to be somebody who has some problem with me. [It's. Sanji.]
I, uh. I don't think I can show this to anybody. So I thought I'd give it to you.
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[he lets out a tired huff]
Nope; that's not what I think was happening at all.
[I MEAN HE'S GLAD THEY'RE BACK DOWN TO ONE A WEEK BUT. he absolutely believes that the maf was ordered to kill more than one person a week for. . . whatever reasons. . .]
And yeah, I'd keep that to yourself. The good news is the information in it is what Minako sent to me, so it's not like people need to see it.
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[Though someone may curse him from the grave, not realizing he physically cannot.]
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[he toys with the postcard between his fingers, expression pensive]
Did the directors know that spilling more blood would feed the-- the snake?
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[At least, he doesn't get the sense there was a secret plan all along.]
. . . Anyway, messages just got through today, and only one person died. So something must've been different, somehow.
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[he thought the poor directors were being treated like puppets on a string just as much as everyone else was from the very beginning. SUCKS TO BE A DIRECTOR]
But they've always avoided talking about whatever Pinkie is. "Mud with the ability to fuck up our lives."
[a huff. he trusts the directors so he doesn't think they're lying on purpose, but. . . you know]
And I guess they were. I guess nine bodies over the course of two weeks was enough?
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[Just kind of vague, like he doesn't agree or disagree, as he finishes pouring his drink.]
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[he knows he can't outright ask "do you know who killed Dimitri," but. . . he can ask--]
How are you doing?
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[Hmm. Considering for a long minute.]
I think we're gonna all get out of here. I really do.
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Yeah. Of course we are.
No doubts about it.
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[Because he doesn't mean he doesn't want to share it. He means he can't.]
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Huh. . .
Do you want me to share it at trial?
[because he isn't sure he should]