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[The video flicks on to show Frau's ransacked apartment. Porn magazines are scattered across the floor along with a blanket, cat toys, and some kitchen utensils. There is also a little bit of blood spattered across the wall and the floor nearby. Off to the corner of the image Frau's door is visible. Or at least what's left of it. There's a nice big hole where the doorknob should be, like someone just decided to cut the knob out in order to break in.

Which is exactly what happened. Two idiots had decided to break into a bishop's apartment, which is dumb in itself since he doesn't have many real possessions. To continue their idiocy, they'd broken in when he was in the apartment. His cat, Tolly, had noticed them and informed her owner.]

People are idiots. You would think if you were planning on breaking in to steal something you would pick someone who actually had items of value.

[Frau steps on screen, a look of mild irritation on his face. He either doesn't notice the blood on his cheek or doesn't really care. He reaches down to pick up one of his magazines, which is torn. The mild irritation quickly converts to anger. His porn is very valuable to him. The fact that one is damaged just makes him feel even less guilty about what he did to the burglars. Not that he was feeling any guilt to begin with. A wide, dangerous smile crosses his face.]

They got what they deserved. In fact, they should be glad I didn't do more damage. Got more than you bargained for, huh?

[Not only had Frau really messed them up, Tolly had even gotten a shot. The kitten was still crouched near the door chewing on one of the burglar's gloves. For once that particular bad habit had come in handy.]

Next time choose your target more carefully.

[He pauses a moment before continuing, this time looking less like he wants to cut you into a few pieces.]

Does anyone know where I can get a new door? Or at least fix this one?

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[Yes, he's concerned.]

Ya alrigh', Frau?

Fine. Good actually.

[And he is. It was kind of fun to kick their asses even if they hadn't been even the least bit of a challenge.]

[And Kevin doesn't even question it. Just accepts.]

Need a place t'stay?

I probably won't get the door fixed by tonight... so maybe.

[Not that he wouldn't be able to manage on his own.]

[Kevin shrugs. He's at his SERO apartment, complete with puppy.]

Well, I got that house. Ya welcome t'stay there, if'n ya want, fer as long as ya want.

Tolly safe coming too?

[He asks not really if she's safe from Kevin, but if she's safe from Mimsy. Not that he's worried. If anything he should be worried about Mimsy being safe from Tolly.]

Sure. I stay in the SERO apartments most o' the time. An' when I do go there, I stay in the garage.

Alright, I'll head over then. Just give me a bit to get what I need for Tolly.

Sure, I'll meet ya over there an' give ya the spare key.

Appreciate it, Casper.

Ain't no problem, yer Eminence.

[twitch twitch]

[Smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirk.]

[He's going to get back at you. Somehow.]

[Course ya will, Bishop.]

[Okay, she catches sight of the porn and just . . . wrinkles her nose in disgust. People are so sick. But that doesn't change what's happened here. Business is business. Even if the other person is clearly a pervert.]

I don't suppose you saw which way they went afterward?

Out.

Fast.

[Yeah, he hadn't really been paying much attention once they were gone. He had considered throwing one last blast of zaiphon after them just because, but then he'd decided not to since it could disturb his neighbors.]

[... Right. Like that helps.] Obviously. Any particular direction besides that?

Down the steps. I didn't exactly follow them, though I would certainly tell you if I could.

[This is Celes rolling her eyes.] At least tell me the address so I can get some people out in that area to track these criminals down.

[Technically, that's not quite under her authority at the moment. But she's a commanding enough presence at the station that people will listen to her.]

They're long gone, so it doesn't really matter. I'd be glad to give you the address though.

[For other reasons...]

I'm in sector four.

They still committed a crime; they need to be brought in. [She is so ignoring the flirting now. Just ignoring it. As much as she can, anyway. She's still pretty serious-looking and frowny.]

The only chance you have of finding them is if you follow the blood trail they probably left.

[She shrugs a little.] It's something to work with, at least.

You're welcome to try then.

Are you okay? Besides the door.

Just fine. The blood isn't mine.

[He's more than okay really.]

You didn't get any near any open wounds, right?

I created the open wounds.

Yeah, but you didn't get any blood into anything, right? Because that would not be fun, to get sick from that.

No.

[And Frau honestly doubts he can get sick from someone else's blood. Being dead has a few benefits.]

Well that's good! So, how are you doing, otherwise?

As well as I have been.

[Meaning not so great, but he's managing.]

Do you need help?

With what? Getting rid of the idiots? No. That's handled already.

The aftermath, silly! Cleaning up?

Ah. Thanks, but they didn't destroy anything. At least not really.

Not really?

Besides the door.

[He waves toward the fact that there's a nice big hole where the knob and lock should be.]

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