badfic_manor | Fourteenth Act // [Video] - No longer we'll sing through the day, of the lives we lost and reclaimed

[Kuja appears on the feed, tossing his hair over his shoulder and making a melodramatic sigh. Everything going on this week was ridiculous. Normally he enjoyed a bit of chaos for the sake of entertainment, but.. this was nothing short of a droll performance with over-rated actors and actresses who hadn't a clue what they were doing.]

Has it occurred to none of you fools that, perchance if you'd asked for my assistance, I could have saved all those who have died so far? You would have had your answers. You ask for anyone with information to come forward - How about you simpletons all swallow that damn pride and talk to one another? You're beginning to make me doubt your supposed intelligence. Or shall I continue insulting what little you all seem to possess between you?

Too many cooks spoil the broth and that's apparent here. Your petty pride complexes are making this entire 'case' counter productive and making things easier for the killer to strike again. Why else did Sheldon and Oz unnecessarily die? Because you weren't quick enough to work together after the first death. Your incompetence is nothing short of unspeakable.

[The feed cuts out.]

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Are you quite done with your wretched barking you silly little girl? I have better things to deal with your incessant bitching. I could care less if he's one of your friends.

You know what? You're not worth my time. You're not worth anyone's time here if you think for a minute anyone wants to listen to you bastardize people.

You're the one making an ass of yourself because you just admitted you could have helped but didn't. The one with too much pride to do anything is you. Not them. It's not normal back where I'm from- or a lot of places to be able to bring people back from the dead.

You're the bastard here because you could have done something but decided not to in order to make the detectives look bad.

In truth--you only made yourself look bad. So fuck you for letting those poor people die.

[There's a long pause and he just starts laughing.]

This is assuming that I ever made myself out to be a saint. Then again the matter of a person's worth is coming from the girl who spends all her time belittling her existence and doubting everything she does. Really how painfully ironic is that?

If you can't find worth within yourself then who are you to say who is worth anything? Perhaps you should think on that and come find me when you've conquered or learned to accept how useless you really are?

You know, you're not helping your case.

Except I don't doubt everything I do. And maybe I'm not the most important person in the world- but I'm not useless.

If you're trying to break down my confidence then that probably means I hit nerve.

That still remains to be seen. I've seen you do nothing of worth since I arrived here. All you do is clean to an OCD degree and chase that stupid Kaito boy with a broom, occasionally whine about how you can't do something.

Not at all, [He shoots her a broad smile.] I'm just seeing how long it takes until I get you yelling again. You're incredibly fun to toy with.

Don't call Kaito Stupid. Only I can do that.

And still- that doesn't mean I'm useless. So you should just shut up. Because now that I know you're just trying to make me mad then It's a lot easier to ignore certain things I know aren't true.

[His smile broadens.]

I don't care. I'm allowed my own opinions.

Ah, good it finally means you'll shut up. I was starting to get a headache from your disgustingly shrill voice.

[that? That is her sticking her tongue out at you.]