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*Minutes after congratulating and excusing himself from the Contractor hunting job team, Souji walks out of the bathroom on his floor of the dorms. His expression's normal, but he's a lot paler than usual. People who are used to a lot of wild partying or psychological distress will possibly recognize the signs that he was engaging in one of those two things.*

> You're not sure whether you're more upset by the gratuitous violence, the gratuitous violence against small children...

> ...or the fact that you weren't bothered by it at all until you got back.

> You seriously consider not going to that world anymore.

Date: 2010-02-02 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am177.livejournal.com
*Vimes has seen a lot of inexperienced watchmen stare death in the face. He knew the signs.*

It doesn't make any sense, does it?

Date: 2010-02-03 08:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am177.livejournal.com
It gets easier, after a while. It never gets easy, but eventually familiarity turns the knife in gut into merely a punch to the gut. When you stop feeling it, that's when you should start to get worried.

Date: 2010-02-05 10:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am177.livejournal.com
You did know the effects of turning into a contractor, right?

Date: 2010-02-06 10:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am177.livejournal.com
It's not a pleasant thought that just going to these places can change your head around so much, is it? None of the worlds I've been to have done much to me, but I figure it's only a matter of time.

Date: 2010-02-02 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspector-li.livejournal.com
Chun Li happened to see him walking down the hall shortly after leaving the bathroom. She'd been a young rookie once too and had felt physically ill during one of her first murder investigations.

Agent Seta...are you alright?

Date: 2010-02-03 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspector-li.livejournal.com
She gives a light smile.

It's never easy. Some would even argue that you never truly get used to it. I admit that even I still get knots in my stomach when I see scenes like that...especially with children involved.

1/2

Date: 2010-02-03 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] d-drive-love.livejournal.com
[Looks up from her manga.]

Ah, welcome ba-

2/2

Date: 2010-02-03 04:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] d-drive-love.livejournal.com
[They've been living together for a bit now. She's learned to pick up on a few of these signs.]

... um, you look kinda pale. Are you alright?

Date: 2010-02-03 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] d-drive-love.livejournal.com
... well, if you say so... you look kinda like you're about to come down with something, though.

Which job?

Date: 2010-02-04 06:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] d-drive-love.livejournal.com
The Contractors job, huh? I-

... eh? Wait, wasn't that one an uber-dangerous murder case or something like that!?

Date: 2010-02-04 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] d-drive-love.livejournal.com
R-Really? How bad was it? I mean, the number of agents they were asking for to deal with those two people...

Date: 2010-02-03 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] detdojimer.livejournal.com
[It's one thing to see your nephew in any other mood, but even Dojima (who can be emotionally dense at times) senses something's different - even if he has that characteristic expression. (Or lack thereof, one could argue.)]

...Hey, Souji. Somethin' the matter?

Date: 2010-02-03 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] detdojimer.livejournal.com
[Well, it's not like Dojima would argue that. He misses his own home, and especially Nanako.]

Yeah. I wouldn't mind. Don't blame you, really.

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