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[weiss_tank]

[Phone]

Ok. For all you guys who heard Omi's phone call the other day? All true, except the communist bit. Ok, so I'm an assassin back home. That florist job I keep makin' noise about? Just my day job.

He's lying about the communist thing so ignore that! I MEAN IT! 

I...I'm sorry for lying to all of you, and I know you guys are gonna hate me for this...[He's sad, this truth will make him loose all his friends who think he's a nice, normal dude.] I just wanted a normal life for a while...If it makes you feel any better I don't really enjoy it. Now anyways. Apparently later in my future I start to. Thanks a fuckin' lot Schuldig.

Also, I used to play pro soccer, but my best friend at the time totally screwed me over and destroyed my life. I miss those days, though I kinda wish I could resurrect him and tear him apart again. [This line is followed by a snort of satisfaction.]

[Click....then reclick as he picks it back up.]

You know, thinkin' on it, I actually don't mind the florist job though. I mean, you spend all night destroying life, and all day tending to it. It's kinda relaxing even if the guys make me haul the heavy shit around more then actually doing the arrangements.

Also, Miakis is the best teddy bear known to man, it's like she's a nightmare sponge or something.

[Click]

Comments

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

Why? Why do you do it?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Lyon, you have to understand. The people we kill are people who have done something wrong, but the law can't touch 'em for various reasons. You know, like money or power.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make what you're doing okay or right. You're just like Nether Gate.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

No, it doesn't make it right. But if I have to bloody my hands so some kidnapped kids can go home and sleep under their parents roof again, so be it.

I lost my innocence long ago and I'd do anything to prevent it from happening to others.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

Why didn't you just tell me right away? Why'd you have to hide it? That just makes you look even worse.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I didn't know how! Me and Miakis were waiting for the right time to sit down and talk it over with you! It just didn't come soon enough!

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Lyon's fists are clenched and trembling by this point. She's got them balled up so tightly that her knuckles have gone white.]

...Has Miakis told you anything about me?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Not really no...[If she wants to hit him, he'll let her for about two seconds before trying to fight back.]

Just that you've had some bad experiences.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Nah, that's not how Lyon does things. She's just frustrated. A few seconds more and she sighs, letting the tension out.]

I was raised by a group of assassins called Nether Gate until the age of eight. That's when Commander Ferid - the Prince's father - rescued me and brought me to Falena.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Ah, so you're like Omi then. [This just kinda slipped out.] I didn't start until I was 15 but I didn't have much choice in the matter.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

No... not exactly. I'm kind of the opposite, really. Omi was rescued by assassins and trained to be one. Commander Ferid took me away before my training was complete. Nether Gate steals newborns from their parents and raises them to be cold-blooded killers. It's not just training, it's more like brainwashing. In just two more years, I'd have been a full member, remorselessly killing people for money just like the rest of them.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Ahh, alright. [Ken gives her a sympathetic look. He feels terrible for her and he wishes there was something he could have done.]

Lyon...I'm glad you were able to get out of that. No one should have to lead that life.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

That's why I try so hard for the Prince. I owe it to his father for saving my life. If he hadn't shown up when he did...

[Oh, geez. Now she's crying.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

H-hey! Don't cry...[Ken will hastily grab a napkin and try to wipe her eyes for her. He's a protector and older brother type at the core, even if it got distorted.]

It's ok, I understand.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry...

[Lyon takes the napkin and does it herself. She's all kinds of conflicted right now, and doesn't know what to make of anything.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Don't be sorry, you didn't do anything wrong. Lyon, listen to me. I want to tell you right now that it's ok if you end up hating me and Omi because of this, or because we didn't tell you right away. But I want you to know, I'll still care and do everything in my power to protect you from this town and some of the people in it. I'm going to keep working at ways to get us out of this hell hole.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

I don't know what to think, Ken. I really don't. I think I'm just going to need some time to figure things out.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Ok, that's fair enough. I just wanted to let you know that what ever you decide is ok so you don't feel bad about it.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Nodding slowly.]

...All right.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken smiled and turned so that he could leave her alone with her thoughts.]