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Schuldig (sweetlikehoney) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

There was a certain pleasure to be brought from shooting things, even if no one died. And for Schuldig, there was also a pleasure from being watched. To say he didn't like an audience would be quite the lie, but it wasn't just that. It was hearing people's thoughts on him.

And it was just that, that let him hear his observer's mind before his words. He smirked, and but didn't look away from his targets. "Yeah, it was." When he finished that round, he finally turned, leaning against the counter to look at Yaten.

Already knowing his name, it wasn't a surprise to Schuldig that he was Japanese, but the sight was strangely comforting. Yuna was the only other he'd met so far, and he'd felt her voice leave a day or two ago. Tilting his head, he smiled slightly, and spoke in Japanese - almost hopefully, though he'd deny it if it ever came up. "Enjoying yourself?" Oh yes, there was sarcasm there too.