[ Fukuda, whether intentionally or not, has hit upon one of the few things that will easily get Vlad to do whatever someone else wants: by stroking his ego. ]
Ah yes, of course! I'd be more than happy to offer you any wisdom you may need. I'll be there shortly.
[Fukuda failing upwards as per usual. Anyway Vlad won't see Fukuda when he comes into to bar! Because Fukuda is standing behind the door with the biggest free weight he can lift which is Not very but it is still a very lot of weight being suddenly smashed down on Vlad's head!]
[ As Vlad walks into the bar, he frowns, seeing that it looks...empty? Where is Fukuda?
He opens his mouth to call out his name, but before he can, he feels something hit him over the head, and I'll say Fukuda for all his weakness hits him in just the right spot to knock him out in a single hit. Vlad's body crumples to the floor like a wet fleshsack. ]
I guess I could... I didn't bring my drill though. [That's all he would WANT to do.]
And we don't know how long he's going to be unconscious. [He is going to crouch next to Vlad's body and tilt his head to the side experimentally. Then looks up at Grell.]
Snapping a neck is at least sort of cool, right? [WILL YOU BE IMPRESSED?]
[Yeah you can tell because Fukuda is??? was??? clearly wearing a tuxedo but it has been hastily put back on. The suit jacket is open and the bowtie is... not tied.]
[ okay first off, nobody SAID he was interrupting SHIT ]
I didn't. Take a closer look.
[ While he dangles the glove with one hand, he pulls the fingers of the glove forward with his other. From this angle, it becomes much clearer that there's something in the glove--a very hand-shaped something!! ]
Of a sort, yes. I don't know exactly what it's made of or how it functions, if at all, but it certainly seemed effective enough in providing a replacement for a left hand.
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Mr Vlad can you come meet me at the bar?
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Yes. You're not too busy, are you?
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You were hoping to do this right now?
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I was sort of hoping I could get your advice on something, actually?
[He is out of his element here lying is hard.]
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Ah yes, of course! I'd be more than happy to offer you any wisdom you may need. I'll be there shortly.
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[Fukuda failing upwards as per usual. Anyway Vlad won't see Fukuda when he comes into to bar! Because Fukuda is standing behind the door with the biggest free weight he can lift which is Not very but it is still a very lot of weight being suddenly smashed down on Vlad's head!]
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He opens his mouth to call out his name, but before he can, he feels something hit him over the head, and I'll say Fukuda for all his weakness hits him in just the right spot to knock him out in a single hit. Vlad's body crumples to the floor like a wet fleshsack. ]
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She isn't impressed, yet.]
Well, he's out cold. What are you going to do next?
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[Grell will feel his disappointment he clearly was hoping that would kill him?]
I guess I didn't hit him hard enough? I haven't really killed someone on purpose before.
[Walking over.]
If you break someones neck that would kill them, right?
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I guess I could... I didn't bring my drill though.
[That's all he would WANT to do.]
And we don't know how long he's going to be unconscious.
[He is going to crouch next to Vlad's body and tilt his head to the side experimentally. Then looks up at Grell.]
Snapping a neck is at least sort of cool, right?
[WILL YOU BE IMPRESSED?]
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DID NOT REALIZE IT WAS MY TURN
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Where are you two right now? I've found something that might interest you.
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The winery. What did you find?
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[ and with that, he's off! Vlad appears at the winery a few minutes later, admiring the place as he approaches the two...and just pauses.
Alright, you two were clearly doing a fuck over here. I DO NOT SEE IT.
He clears his throat. ]
I've recently come into possession of something you both may find valuable.
[ From behind his back he whips out: a glove!!! A rather long one, roughly elbow length. ]
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... Is it just a glove, or?
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She's not wearing any gloves herself, which is unusual.]
You didn't interrupt us just to show us a glove. [you better not have.]
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I didn't. Take a closer look.
[ While he dangles the glove with one hand, he pulls the fingers of the glove forward with his other. From this angle, it becomes much clearer that there's something in the glove--a very hand-shaped something!! ]
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Oh? You found some sort of prosthetic?
[He's impressed??? May he take it sir?]
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Of a sort, yes. I don't know exactly what it's made of or how it functions, if at all, but it certainly seemed effective enough in providing a replacement for a left hand.
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Where did you find it?
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