originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Contracts."
[i]He said cooly, arms crossed as he stood, looking up the sky for a moment.[/i]
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"Care to elaborate?" [i]Valentine asked, although he knew the answer before he even spoke. His eyes had not moved from the sky yet.[/i]
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"Nein." [i]He said, disinterestedly. He did not trust this strange arrival, something was off about the Oriental man, something in his gaze, his clothing...[/i]
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[i]Something definitely[/i] was [i]off with him. A refusal to answer? The man thought:[/i] He's keeping secrets. [i]Suddenly, his sanity spiraled into nowhere; distrust was a very serious emotion for him. The first signs were laughter; the man started giggling, then laughing, then roaring hysterically. His eyes went blank as all he saw were hallucinations, and voices in his ears. He had a screw loose somewhere....[/i]
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[i]The German looked over at him for a moment, more annoyed than anything. The temptation to draw his Luger and out the man out of his misery was strong.[/i]
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[i]The man's laughter cut off abruptly. When he finally turned his face to look at the German, his grin was unnaturally wide; his eyelids were greatly separated, too, his pupils like dots.[/i] "Soo," [i]He said quietly; his voice was shaky, unstable.[/i] "Think that door's ever gonna open?"
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"Eventually." [i]He said coldly.[/i] "For you, I doubt it." [i]He stifled a chuckle.[/i]
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"Huh... too bad," [i]The man muttered, and staggered off towards the woods.[/i] "Another night of sleeping on sticks and stones, I guess...."[spoiler]Ennnd[/spoiler]