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Flexing his fingers and lightly pinching the bridge of his nose for a second, Haruichi just shook his head slightly - then went to get the hospital forms for admitting the insensate bastard sprawled on the exam table. "They've been good," he replied, opening drawers one by one as he realized Kanae must have moved the forms. "Though given that I've just learned that the most sophisticated and reliable intelligence agency on the continent is unable to avenge incidents of property damage in their own headquarters, I am very willing to bet going out into the field on their say-so is going to be less than good." Haruichi carried on opening and closing drawers, now concerned as to whether or not he could find a pen with which to sign said form, should he ever locate it. Oh the humanity. "You're still alive, though. Well done with that." No, not there either. |
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