poly_chromatic | 34 - Cluck Cluck Cluck

[ The feed snaps on to a very irritable Karl, sprawled out on a chaise by the pool, a book lying half-open in his lap. There's something of the cooked and crispy variety piled on the table near him. Several somethings. Apparently, Karl thought it simpler to roast the flock of talking chickens than to let them cluck away. ]

[ Glancing at the Device, he scowls, ]

For a limited time only. If you're in the mood for an extra-roasted meal, stop by here and pick it up. No strings. [ He even promises not to attack you. If you leave fast enough. ] Hopefully these feathered rats taste better than the advice they dole out.

[ On cue, a colorful rooster flutters to perch on the chaise. Tilting its head at Karl, it opines, ] Remember, mon ami, you can't court a woman like you’d go at a piece of steak. For many of the fairer sex, less is more. Teasing is pleasing. Light is rig--

[ Cut off by Karl thwacking the bird with his book, matter-of-fact and vicious. Expect the pile of chickens to grow significantly larger. ]

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And why's that? Why would things change because of memories?

[His smile at least stops. He thought she remembered more. But they don't actually talk about that stuff.] Is there a way to get the rest of her memories? She shouldn't be going around so much without them.

Especially living here.

[ Why would things change? ] You really don't understand anything about a Chiropteran Queen, do you? [ And why should he? He's no Chevalier. Just a pest who doesn't know when to give up. ] There's a reason they say ignorance is bliss. [ There's more blood -- more ruin and catastrophe -- on Saya's hands than Setsuna might realize. ]

...There is one. But I'm not going to tell you. You're already sticking your nose in too deep for anyone's liking.

[He doesn't know if his sigh is of disappointment, or annoyance.] You know you defeat your own desires, right?

[ He's not defeating his own desires. He's already told Saya how to recover her memories. He's planted the suggestion. But he sees no need to share any of this with Setsuna. ]

[ It's family business. ]

Think what you like~

Whatever, then.

[It's not like Setsuna is so stupid he wouldn't think of a way. It's just a matter of how much it might upset Kira that keeps him from it.]

[He does keep the hen, seeing as he started on it already.] Suit yourself. But as long as the mutual arrangement stands, I stay here.

And again, you should really listen to the hens. Unless you don't want the girl.

[ Karl doesn't answer; there's a I won't have to listen to this much longer encoded in his indifferent shrug. ]

[ He already knows what Saya is planning soon. ]

[ And when she's done, Setsuna will have no place left here. ]

[Even without that, if Kira has any say in it, Setsuna won't be there much longer, anyway. Quietly, he shrugs right back, then leaves, eating the hen on his way.]

34 - Cluck Cluck Cluck

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