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 Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 5:24 pm
The stage was set...everything was perfect.
Inside he was smiling, though his outer features maintained a stoic, blank expresson. One elegant hand ran down a list that he'd gotten earlier with a simple call to the British Royal guard...and the other brushed a yellowed newspaper article relating the death of a soldier.
Of a...certain soldier. A man named Logan, who had disappeared one day....
Dante paused a moment, wondering if he should just call the whole thing off. Then he dismissed it. The man had had every opportunity to leave him alone, heed his warnings. Now it was time to show Greg that he was serious. That he didn't want to be bothered.
It was time to tip his hand and show his deck.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 6:37 pm
Greg had thought about not going to see Dante. He had thought about just acting like nothing had ever happened and continuing his normal routine. But, no. This was too important, and he really believed that Dante would tell them everything. He really believed that Dante disliked him enough to make the calls that he would need to destroy Gregs life here.
So he went. He went and saw him like he said he would before.
He knocked on the door, something that he didn’t do often, and called in.
“Dante, you in?”
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 6:43 pm
Dante jumped at the sound of the door, then narrowed his eyes at the voice. So he came.
"Yes, I'm in," he said, in a voice that sounded decidedly more relaxed than it had been before. Which, considering Dante, was not necessarily a good thing. "Why don't you come in?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 7:04 pm
Greg sighed and looked down at the handle. Well he guessed that this was it then. He opened the door and came in, still looking down. He didn’t really need to; Dante’s floor wasn’t messy like his and didn’t require navigation. He just walked a straight line to one of Dante’s chairs and sat down.
“So, you wanted to talk to me, Dante?” He asked looking up and smiling despite himself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 7:11 pm
Anyone would think that Dante wasn't acting like himself.
Anyone would think that there was something a bit desperate in the man's face, a glint in his eyes...that the actions he was about to take were the actions of a man only slightly shy of insane. The actions of a corrupted man.
But Dante didn't see that in himself; only a light at the end of a tunnel and a sort of raw desperation.
"Just curious, Greg...what were you before you came to Shinkami?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 7:26 pm
Greg could see the things wrong with Dante, but he didn’t say anything. He had expected something like that. Hoped for something else, but expected it none the less.
He simply looked back at Dante, smile still on his face, plastered there by nothing more than force of habit. It didn’t make it to his eyes but he supposed that it was better than simply staring at Dante dead-pan. He didn’t say anything for a second, choosing his words carefully.
“I assisted the government in the capture of suspected criminals who decided to evade their trials.” He replied.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 7:32 pm
"Evading their trials, huh?"
The liar. Dante's lip curled a bit.
"Would you care to elaborate a bit more? What branch, exactly, were you in?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 7:46 pm
“I wasn’t in the government. I worked for a private company. The person in charge of the company would give money for the person to pay for bail with and if they skipped their trial I would try and find them. That’s the way that it often works. I never really worked from the government during that.” He cocked his head to one side, smile still forced and plastered in place.
“Dose that upset you Dante?”
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 7:52 pm
"Really."
Dante smiled.
"So you never worked for the government 'during that,' but you worked for them before, correct? I doubt that Prinwaltz would have hired a mere bounty hunter. Someone of your skill MUST have worked in the government before that. Perhaps as a bodyguard...or an...armyman?
The last word caused one blue eye to narrow down at Greg.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:02 pm
Greg’s eyes narrowed, and his smile narrowed into something of a cross between that and an angry smirk.
“I don’t know why Prinwaltz would think, you would have to ask him. As for government work… I did do some bodyguard work before I came here, but only a little, and only on contract. I wasn‘t full time, and I doubt that you would really find anything.”
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:17 pm
"....really."
Check and mate.
Dante smirked, holding up a file.
"Let's see what we have here, then. I grew curious as to more on your past after you told me about Melinda...so I did some research on you...but there was surprisingly little available for "Greg Larine.
"So I widened my search to physical descriptions in the government database...and would you look at what I came up with."
He placed the pictures before him.
"Red hair, blue eyes, 6-foot...missing. You fit all of these....so why is the name listed here 'Logan?'"
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:33 pm
Greg let his smile go and feigned a look of interest as he looked at the information placed before him. He pretended to read the information for an appropriate amount of time while all he would have really needed to do would skim it. He already knew everything that he needed to know, as he had already read the thing before.
“I wouldn’t know why. I’m not Logan, that’s not my last name, and I haven’t live in Brittan for a long time either. I wouldn’t know why. Maybe they got the information and pictures messed up? It’s not unbelievable, and I’m sure that there are other people with red hair and blue eyes. The gene pool hasn’t become that similar that I’m a complete freak.” He said, sounding not all that convincing to even himself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:35 pm
"Always like you to deny it."
So he played his trump card.
"I was so intrigued, I decided to give them a call. Told them it was on official business...as we wouldn't want an AWOL working here," Dante said.
He placed a picture in front of Greg.
"An awfully uncanny appearance to you...."
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:49 pm
Greg looked at the picture and didn’t say anything for a moment. There really wasn’t much that he could say. He looked up finally.
“So what did you do?” He asked. He couldn’t really deny that it was him in the picture. A younger, him but him anyway.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:58 pm
Dante smiled what would have been an almost sympathetic smile.
"You have a decision to make," Dante said coolly.
"You either never speak to me again--no teasing, no touching, no anything--or I take this directly to Prinwaltz and we'll see what he has to say about employing a deserter in his school."
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