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"OH, I'm so glad you're here! I need you to fix my bike."

For that thing we talked about

"Young Master," the serpent began, not certain if his chosen honourific was entirely appropriate, considering his own fresh status as a Sinner and the literal pharaoh in front of him. But looking at the young mongoose, it was hard not to see him as anything but just a lad. With a too-eager foot for the open road, as evident by the remains of the vehicle by his side.

The penny-farthing presented by Meryl was not only beyond wrecked, but about a decade behind its time as well. Pentious blinked at the poor contraption. He would be able to fix it, but he wondered if that would be really worth it. Not a wise thought for someone trying to earn their living... or after-living, rather, he knew, but still.

I know about it yeah

I haven't watched any of it though

[ ZODIAC QUESTIONS - NOT ACCEPTING RN]

Most transformative experience?

Thick clouds of dust, the rumbling of vehicles. The burning smell of sulfur, the stench of blood. A numbing pain spreads through his body.

“Captain-!!” He yells, voice hoarse and the thunderous whirring of motors drowns out the sky. “What the hell’s going on!?”

“Kehh- Hector...HQ says there’s a vital resource here, so we’re wiping out the ehh.. insurgents guarding it.”

“These aren’t insurgents! They’re civillians! Innocent men, women and children! Children! And you-- you’re using my support drones for a Seek and Destory mission? Against Civillians?!”

Drones he only built for delivery of supplies. For Recon. For searching for survivors. Not for violence nor destruction.

“Nrr...are you gonna stand there jabbering all day? We’re just following HQ’s orders. What’s the big problem?

“But--!”

“Don’t you dare talk back to me, you-- Don’t you know what kind of position you’re in? YOU. Follow MY orders, and I follow the orders of HQ, yeah? Disobey me, you’re betraying the entire force. If you did somethin’ like that, well...I wouldn’t be able to...kehh...guarantee your safety, you understand?” “...I understand, Captain.” -He spat out the word, eyes filled with vitriol.

When construction on the Oil Well pumps began in the following months…

...the man named ‘Hector’ was no where to be found.

--in his wake, the bodies of soliders appeared.

Is he the jealous type? Possessive?

Lalnable is...Possessive, yes, jealous...less so. For example, Rei is someone with a great deal of independence, and while he cares for them deeply, deeply, so deeply , he also has no issues with Rei’s escapades with a man named Markus. They’re their own person, they decide who they do what with, it’s not a problem at all.

The same is true of Minako – possessive, yes – but jealous? Rarely. Of course, Minako is a much more tied down to him kind of person….er, aside from the photo’s he gets sometimes from her sleepovers with Florence….?

Ultimately, his possessiveness leads to a lack of real ‘jealousy.’ His possessiveness… It’s very clear to him and his partner’s his feelings, and he gets the understanding that the feeling is mutual and agreed upon.

In short, he’s possessive of his partners, and they know it. Why would he need to feel jealous?

“...Mhm. Is this photo...is that Florence? Minako, what are you...mh, well. I suppose this kind of experience is good for her…I'll...not mention this to Otto.”

Does he engage in introspection often?

Too often, and not enough.

Constantly, he is lost in his own world – believing himself to be evil, incapable of true, real human connection. Incapable of love. Always gazing back upon the past, letting himself be defined by his actions then, ignoring his actions now. Forever, self analyzing his feelings – yet, believing his is faking them all for the sake of appearances. How could he feel that way? He’s simply acting; pretending to be the ideal partner.

Introspection, too often, yet not enough.

“...and they all lived happily ever after. There. Are you cozy, Noemie? You are? But are you...Cozy Wozy? Hm hm, good. But I can’t help but feel there’s something missing, what could it be… ? What’s that? Mrs.Bunnykins? Oh, where could she be? Ta-da! Here she is...there you go Noemie. Sleep tight now, won’t you? I’ll see you in the morning. Yes, I love you too.” (“The motions of everyday. Though I am not someone capable of truly being a father figure for this girl-- I do have a responsibility to take care of her. If I can just keep up this charade, fooling everyone and myself…”)

How does he deal with obsession?

Not well. Lalnable is an incredibly intelligent and talented individual – and also incredibly stubborn. If something has well and truly hooked his interest, there would be little to do to dissuade him away from it.

Like a missile, locked onto it’s target.

“Tch-- No, this isn’t right… It should be possible, it’s definitely possible, but these numbers...Otto….Otto, yes! Haha, that madman- this kind of thing is right up his ally way! I’ll get him to help me! Transferring of conciousness...He’ll help. Yes, He’ll help...whether he wants to or not. Hah...haha! Hahahahaha!”