005 (APR. 25) / VIDEO.

[dissenter]

Funny, I'd imagined that living off of people's charity would be easy. But in between the merchants refusing to take our credit-- and having to protect my hat from constant attack…

[qilby's got a face made for smiles, but even he has room for a brief, disgruntled look. those posters some jerk's been leaving around can't be getting to him, can they? nor can a bit of what appears to be civil unrest...

evidently it's not important, because the moment quickly passes-- he's excited about what he's come up with, as excited as his old body will allow him to be. if his previous record is any example, after all, he only seems to show his face on the network when he has something to say. change of subject.]

BREW has been acting more erratically than usual, as I'm sure anyone with minimal observational skills could tell. Just one of the innumerable mysteries about the way this universe works.

[a smile.] I think it's high time that the more inquisitive and scientifically-minded among us attempt to do something about them. If you count yourself among that number, I'd like to talk.

[filtered to shibusen staff]
I'll have to apologize for bringing this up on such short notice-- but I have a proposal regarding the group Cross Marian left behind.

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[permavideo! / private]

[dissenter]

[if he finds out you had anything to do with that nonsense...

he arches a brow.] Believe it or not, I've the pleasure of contact with several people. I'm afraid I have no idea who or what you're talking about.

[or why this is so private. he hates the feeling of being strung along. ]

[permavideo as well! / private]

[feelsgoodinyou]

[Absolutely nothing, pea-live him. But he knows who has and he's going to get a comeuppance eventually.]

You don't? That's a pity, with how obvious it should be. [He chuckles. There are few things that he loves as much as being in power and forcing others into playing his games.] Anyway, the reason why I'm calling is because I didn't forget about those books that you wanted to borrow from me. Do you still want them?

[dissenter]

[arrogant mule.]

Only if you're offering. I'm not going to beg for them.

[feelsgoodinyou]

[Snake, rather.

He smirks.]

Don't worry, it's not anything like that. I'll still get them to you, but there's been that person who keeps me busy. Honestly, I can't go out of the house without having him hang over my shoulder, asking me what I'm up to.

Which is why I need you to do me a favor.

[dissenter]

[his eyes narrow slightly.]

What sort of favor?

[feelsgoodinyou]

Make Bakura Ryou your assistant, let him help out a little with your scientific group - since I assume that's what you're trying to restart here- , keep him busy on a regular schedule... You know what I mean, right?

Keep that pesky flea out of my pelt on a regular interval and we all will be happier in the end.

[dissenter]

[drily.] I thought you were Bakura.

Yes, I know what I mean. You intend for me to be a babysitter, is that right?

[and more importantly, is it worth these books?

... probably. damn everything.]

[feelsgoodinyou]

That I am. Ryou is his first name.

Call it a well-paid babysitter or distraction, I don't care. He's useful, so use him and I'll get you a little extra for the time and effort I'm putting you through. I think that's a pretty sweet deal. [for a blackmailing. But they both know that already and there's no need to leave indiscriminating evidence on the network, right?]

[dissenter]

You would certainly think so, seeing how you're the one setting the terms.

Perhaps you're overestimating how much I need this information? That perhaps Shibusen has already granted me access to their records in exchange for my services? What more could you offer me?

[he's bluffing, of course. but the thief wouldn't have come to him with a proposal if he didn't really want this deal made. he can squeeze more out of this one, he's sure of it.]

[feelsgoodinyou]

[His smirk widens a bit, simply because Qilby recognized that.]

No conscience, for once.


[It's a simple statement. Bakura won't care about what Qilby might do with the things he gets for him. He won't pry, demand explanations, set limits or demand anything back in return. Well, nothing too expensive that Mr. Hat might care about.]

[dissenter]

[a short stretch of silence.]

... You make it sound like I'm looking for someone to commit a murder. What exactly do you think I'm trying to do here with my research?

[feelsgoodinyou]

Do you really want me to start musing here on the network while counting up all the reasons why I'm thinking what I do?

[He thinks that it's something important enough to make Qilby go along with his whims even though he clearly doesn't likes it and there's been for too much of a fuss about the restricted library staying restricted as that Qilby could have gotten everything that he wants from it without facing some, ah, problems.]

[dissenter]

No, I suppose not. I'm not entirely sure I even want to know why you think the way you do.

[he frowns deeply, carving a harsh furrow in his brow. after what appears to be a brief internal struggle, qilby finally sighs. the way he shakes his head is almost irritable.]

Very well. The boy's eager enough anyway, and I wouldn't have turned him away even if that was what you'd asked.

[feelsgoodinyou]

[The corners of his lips quirk upwards in a victorious little smile.]

There! Now that wasn't all that hard, now was it? You're doing what you were going to do anyway and on top of that you get me to owe you a favor while I walk my merry little ways~!

[dissenter]

[that's the sort of smile he knew he was often prone to.

it just looks so enraging to see it on someone else.] You owe me, yes, and don't you forget it.

... Don't make me regret this.

[feelsgoodinyou]

[He merely chuckles ominously at that.]

Don't worry about that.



[The call ends.]