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Gunslinger Girls - Paths Intertwined
Director of Music:
Franz looked down at Ryoshine slightly smiling. He wasn't afraid of this man at all. Every man had pain in their heart. Here was his.
"You don't think I encountered loss then, either? As 'cold-hearted' to you as I may sound, I had a family. I had two incredible sons, Herr Ryoshine."
Kasawa Lanford:
Ryoshine smirked. "You think that makes you equal to me?!" he said and held the man up against the wall for several more seconds before releasing him. He hated this man, he hated him so much that if it wasn't for his love for Giorgia, he'd put a bullet in the mans brains. He couldn't kill him, not right this moment, but he could if he had Giorgia reconditioned.
He took a glove from his pocket and put it on. "Return to your room, you'll stay there the rest of the night. And don't think the guards that'll be there this time will be easy to trick or to get drunk.." he said and left the room.
Two guards on either side of the door looked at him. "Take this scum back to his room, your under orders to not accept a damn thing from him. The only thing you are authorized to do is to take him to the cafeteria, but you are NOT to let him near cyborg dorm for ANY reason," he said clearly to the two guards who nodded. "Yes Sir!" they both said and saluted.
Down the hallway Ryoshine grumbled and took out his phone and called the doctor. "Can we do a recondition?" he asked him, but the doctor told him that reconditioning Giorgia so soon wasn't a good idea. "I see..... by that time we'll be in the US... very well.." he said and hung up. "Oh well, Franz won't be allowed to join us anyway so hopefully Giorgia will come to her senses.... if she doesn't this mission might just kill her," he said and walked through a set of double doors and into the buildings cafeteria, he was thirty for coffee..
Director of Music:
Franz sighed heavily. He was escorted to his room by his two untalking guards. He adjusted his uniform and stared out his window. Here was another man who didn't give a damn. Franz's blue eyes smoldered angrily.
I must keep my temper. But why should I go on? ... For Giorgia's sake...of course. And if not for her, then for Thomas...yes..I owe him that much. Forgive me, Thomas. I must be worse than the scum off your boot.
Franz sat down on his bunk as he stared at his hands. Calloused and hardened. So many years...So many innocent deaths...And on top of it all..his best friend and his family...
He gripped his hair with his hands as he bowed his head down.
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Gioriga, in her room, was staring at the note.
Unbelievable! My godfather! She smiled slightly. Not exactly a relative...but good enough.
Then she frowned. Am I really that excited to have a murderer...especially the murderer of my father to take care of me? She reasurred herself. Everyone deserves second chances. I trust Franz.
Kasawa Lanford:
Ryoshine had gone back to the infirmary to check on Rico. He had discovered that Jean had left early to check on the damage in the city, from what he heard though it was pretty bad. Many deaths, mostly amongst the youth population and elderly.
"How is she doc?" He asked the doctor who sighed. "You asked the nurse that some time ago, she's fine."
"Just checking," he said before leaving and heading back to his room to do some research.
Director of Music:
Giorgia paced around her room, unsure of what to do. She wanted to talk to Franz, but decided that would be too risky. She figured he'd have guards on him and they would report her to Ryoshine. She sighed.
Decisions decisions...
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