[A public official! A man paid by the government - so a man who couldn't engage in bullying as much as some dumbass citizens deserved.]
If they want to tell me that they pissed in their cornflakes, they're going to have to invite someone to do the deed or do it themselves. That's too far for someone hiding behind a computer screen to do - their mother is probably yelling for them right now! I'll kill them myself if they find cornflakes and piss in them to make a stupid joke.
I just told you I don't want any sugar! Just what the hell do you think we're going to find out here, anyway? A tree stump with a parfait sitting on it, completely untouched? You're irritating. Too irritating! There's nothing scary about a guy I'm going to punch the next time I see him.
What kind of 'berry training' are you talking about? Have you ever heard of something like that? What kind of man would go through that sort of waste of time? No, the only training you need is an iron stomach and broken taste buds. You're qualified, over qualified, so go right ahead! Eat the first ones you see!
[Whether or not this idiot was odd-jobs, Hijikata had fallen into talking to him like he was. Every old grudge and unresolved annoyance threatened to boil over as he entered text, fingers aching between the cold and the violent pressure he was putting on the screen.
He had a posse, thank you very much - and Hijikata would have vastly preferred to be talking to a gorilla or a super sadist than a useless permed samurai. But they were nowhere to be found, and frankly the man hoped he was the only member of the Shinsengumi lost in a place like this. The others would cause too much danger, for themselves and others.]
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If they want to tell me that they pissed in their cornflakes, they're going to have to invite someone to do the deed or do it themselves. That's too far for someone hiding behind a computer screen to do - their mother is probably yelling for them right now! I'll kill them myself if they find cornflakes and piss in them to make a stupid joke.
I just told you I don't want any sugar! Just what the hell do you think we're going to find out here, anyway? A tree stump with a parfait sitting on it, completely untouched? You're irritating. Too irritating! There's nothing scary about a guy I'm going to punch the next time I see him.
What kind of 'berry training' are you talking about? Have you ever heard of something like that? What kind of man would go through that sort of waste of time? No, the only training you need is an iron stomach and broken taste buds. You're qualified, over qualified, so go right ahead! Eat the first ones you see!
[Whether or not this idiot was odd-jobs, Hijikata had fallen into talking to him like he was. Every old grudge and unresolved annoyance threatened to boil over as he entered text, fingers aching between the cold and the violent pressure he was putting on the screen.
He had a posse, thank you very much - and Hijikata would have vastly preferred to be talking to a gorilla or a super sadist than a useless permed samurai. But they were nowhere to be found, and frankly the man hoped he was the only member of the Shinsengumi lost in a place like this. The others would cause too much danger, for themselves and others.]