Roof, Sunday Night

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip was up on the roof plunking on his guitar, staring up into the stars.

Jesus. Poor Marie. And to think he started this day planning on soaking everyone.

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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Your employer is a strange man," Pip said. "I'd like to meet him one day."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter didn't mention the thought that crossed his mind that Pip just might at that.

"He's a very strange man and he likes teasing me far too much." But he had seen the potential that Alucard had pointed out and taken him in.

"I complain about him, but without him, I would have nothing."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nodded. "Important to you, when?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"About four years ago. He took me in when Alucard brought me to him. Arranged training and tutors and even Fandom."

And for Arthur, he'd jump out of a plane behind enemy lines. He bitched about him, but it was almost as superficial as Arthur's mindless hedonist act.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nodded. "Sounds like a good man."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure that 'good' is the right word for him," Walter said slowly. "But he's the best man for the job right now."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nodded. "Well, if it's war, I guess a good man isn't the one that's needed."