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akaikujixyaku replied to your post: “Yis! Only I’m allowed to be horrible and ruin my muse’s life!” oh is that what you believe
what no why would you go and do something like that
“Because my mun is just a liiiiittle bit evil.”
“Yis! Only I’m allowed to be horrible and ruin my muse’s life!” oh is that what you believe
“Just you wait until I draw for you tomorrow, EMIFACE.”
Keep it Together
Figures he would. Oh well, it wasn’t exactly the most practical plan to get someone to take their pants off. Honestly that wasn’t the intention of her saying so at all, but if quietly musing over private innuendo kept her cool, it was worth the shot. Haha. Shot. Wait no wrong train of thought, that’s definitely the opposite of distraction. “I think it’s funny how saying ‘don’t worry’ almost never makes someone stop worrying. Like ever." Seriously, when was the last time someone said ‘Oh don’t worry about it! Haha’ and you didn’t follow up their words by immediately going ‘oh shit they’re mad oh no i screwed this up oh no did i leave the tv on did I schedule the recording for say yes to the dress tonight shit i didn’t did i’. Well maybe he doesn’t worry about say yes to the dress, but still.
The prompting to call her. Hm. Being friends with a telepath immediately opened the doors to speculating that he’d come to for a slight empathic connection over the past few months with her, but honestly, she hoped, and it was more likely, just the mysterious, fickle thing called “fate” that came to save her this time. “Hakuba-kun, the odds of you ever disturbing me are very slim, at least when it comes to talking to me. I’m dreadful at starting conversations, but I feel very assured when others check up on me, or tell me about their day, yada yada, boring little details.
I’m kind of like a fifties housewife. I get excited to answer the phone and clean to keep myself occupied. Except. Y’know. The whole getting shot thing, I don’t know if that’s considered part of the stereotype." See even now she wasn’t very swell at making small talk. At least now she could sensibly blame some serious stressors for the fumbling.
"Ah- yes, I took care not to rest until I was certain all of the debris had been extracted— I was in the midst of contemplating how to best cauterize the wounds when the hypovolemic shock set in.
Needless to say, I didn’t get very far." And to be honest, she wasn’t very keen on her idea for stopping the bleeding, either. It was a survivalist fix that most would resort to when it came down to no other option- her lighter was in her pocket, so it wouldn’t have taken much travel to do so. Pop off the rod from the towel rack, put the flame to the metal until it’d become borderline malleable in heat, apply to wound…
She’d had to burn another, similar gash shut before. Don’t try it kiddies. Ever.
Ever. "I didn’t exactly trust my hands for stitching at the time, either.”
The small talk and details were encouraging, and they satisfied the detective for the time being. Hakuba removed a good deal of blood, both dried and fresh, from the area, and considered strategic maneuvers for the procedure at hand.
“If it’s all the same to you, I’ll suture the wounds. This particular kit isn’t equipped for cauterizing, though I could manage in a pinch…” Honestly, though, it wasn’t something that he enjoyed doing. The scent of burnt flesh just… Well, Hakuba didn’t like to deal with when it was avoidable.
From the bad he withdrew a compact of phials and a pouch of individually wrapped needles. Hakuba looked to Emi’s face to offer a faint smile as he prepared his tools, selecting one of the glass tubes and setting it aside, then tearing open one of the packets.
“Oh and I should ask… have you had anything for the pain yet, and are you allergic to any medications that you are aware of?"
Really, if it weren’t for the very high probability of early burnout, Saguru could have been a fine doctor. At least for a very short time.
(In which this becomes a “brief” lecture on Kaitou Kid)
…..
Nobody asked for your sass, Gurururururu.
“Hey, now, only one person gets to call me ‘Guru’ and you are not them. Even though I would… probably allow you to, if you asked nicely and pressured me into it."
”…Anyway, I’m not going to ‘tap’ anything until I know what’s going on. As it turns out, each Kaitou Kid is very different from each other – yet also remarkably similar. They all have the same basic goals and personalities fresh out of the box, perhaps… but they’ve all had their own individualized character development, as well… not to mention mutliverse headcanons, variations in source material and interpretation, mun preferences…“
"Which all boils down to it being my responsibility as (one of) the only Hakubas to chase down and befriend each one of them! Utilizing my superior detective and people skills, I’m determined to get to know all of the Kaitous that come my way so that I can fulfill their every Hakuba need. Some aren’t interested in relationships at all – friend or otherwise. Others just like the chase. It’s possible that some will want something casual, or to use me as so many others have in the past. Perhaps, eventually, one of them will genuinely fall for me. It’s a mixed bag; you never know what will happen! But that doesn’t stop me from trying. Each one is an individual and must be treated with respect and care, to get to know their own, unique interests and preferences over time…”
“I just hope that they all (eventually) believe that I am there for them in whatever capacity that they need. I’ve come to understand Kaitou Kid much better in my months of near-stalker levels of observations, database entries, researching, analyzing… and I want to protect and help them, to… let them know that I get it. The loneliness, the sleepless nights, all of the work that they put into heists when they should really be living their lives… If something matters to them that much, enough that they’re willing to risk their lives (mortality, physically, emotionally, socially) for it… who am I to stand in their way?”
“After all, it’s not as though life is really black and white. Contrary to what most people think of me, I am a dedicated student in the philosophy of Humanism. It is much more important to me to discover the reasons why a person does such and such a thing… motivations and intent must certainly play a factor in any sort of judgment. It’s why I’m always sure to talk to the culprit throughout the investigation – so that I can understand what would drive a person to commit such a crime. Often, they were only attempting to fulfill a need that they did not think they otherwise could without resorting to desperation. Unfortunate, that, as much heartache would be spared if only a little more understanding were given before such desperation were reached…"
"But I’ll be going into that more in-depth when I finally answer your question about the great Sherlock Holmes, Emi-kun.”
“In the end, it all boils down to a very large responsibility. Managing a harem of Kaitou Kids is hard work, but it’s a job that I’m very well-suited for. After all, I’m one hell of a detective.”
“Oh I suppose I knew what you meant, it’s still more fun to try and tease you in any case. Sometimes I’ll get you, more often than I used to, for certain.”
“Thank you, Saguru— Is it odd that I call you that? Probably a little unusual. Hm. In any case.”
“I owe a lot of my confidence to you, and others like you, not solely my relationship and family. No, to this day… being your friend is undoubtedly among the best things which has ever happened in my life. That wallflower peeks out, now and then. At a gala, meeting some of my husband’s friends, or coworkers.. But for the most part, I’m just..”
“I always used to think I had so many reasons to be sad, and that’s why I made myself sad. Became meek, and shy. I just became better at realizing the wonderful things that were always around me. You. Akira. Eventually my husband, and now my son- Even just the people on the way to work in the mornings, and the view from the window of my bedroom, and the scent of trees.
Oh Saguru, there are so many beautiful, wonderful things to be happy about around us. It just doesn’t make sense to be sad. Sure, I still get sad from time to time, but it’s nothing as chronic as it once was.
And I’m sleeping much more than I used to, that’s also nice. And I mean I sleep like a bear, twelve hours sometimes if we’re back from a harsh trip.”
“I, ah, certainly must have changed if I’m letting you call me Saguru… God, I can’t tell you how much I hate that name. Still, perhaps that means I’ve managed to get over… a lot of things. No small thanks to you, I’m certain.
"More sleep is good. Friends, too, or so I’m told… Yes, that was a joke, I know that we’re friends even now. It warms my heart to know that we’re still connected, even after… whatever ends up happening.
"Tell me, are you still just as reckless, or have you calmed down some since you’ve now got a son to think about? Is your husband as reckless as you are?”
“Well… You see……”
“Yes I doooooooooooooooooooooooooo~ But I could have been happy without a husband, are you implying that I’m not a strong, independent woman? Watch your tongue young man.
…But still~ Yeeeeeeeesss~ ♥”
“I would never insinuate such a thing, Emi-kun! But there’s not so much the shy wallflower there, is there? You’ve got roots… a strong foundation… I like it. It suits you. I’m so very, very pleased to hear it.”
“…Oh my darling, time may change you but there are some things that remain very the same. Yes, you are most definitely still alive. And don’t be afraid to ask some broad-basis personal questions, it’s just the details I don’t want to throw around.”
“Honestly, so morbid. Hh-hhmm.”
“…”
“You seem quite pleased and confident, Emi-kun. Dare I ask if you’ve got a ring on your finger now?”
“Tut-tut, Spoilers, darling. I can’t go rambling off too much about what’s to come, otherwise that’d steal the excitement. And believe you, me, I’m an expert on that sentiment.”
“But I am very well, indeed.”
“I’m… very, very pleased to hear that you’re well, Emi-kun. Can I at least ask if I’m still alive?”
“Your answer makes me feel braver somehow. I’m proud of you. I hope that I’ll mature half as well as you have, Emi-kun.”“Thank you, but now don’t you go on worrying about that dear.”
“Oh! That’s… that’s good to hear! Can you tell me about what the future holds, then? How are you fairing? Well I hope…"