No place like home... Wednesday 1.40

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Arriving back at the apartment, Crawford spared no time, heading off to look for Nagi, the mission objective firm in his grip. This disk was more the curiosity now that he’d had the drive home to think about it. It was still a means to Johnson’s ends, he was sure, but there was something more here. He had thought his visions repaired with the contact with the Fujimiya’s but, it seemed it just pushed them to the opposite end of the spectrum. They were coming fast and clear but more disjointed… partial images and plenty of them, several visions intruding on one another in a jumbled mess. The glimpses of images he could clearly identify with this mission and this disk left him with the distinct impression that caution was of the utmost importance. There was something dark and ominous circling around this whole situation.

He headed first for Nagi’s computer suite and not finding him at work as he anticipated, glared just a bit as he headed for Schuldig’s room. He had hoped the boy wouldn’t still be sitting vigil over their captive. Besides, he did have news to return to Balinese as promised.

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Farfarello turned his attention to Nagi entirely as his question was answered. He smirked a little, able to see the slight conflict in Nagi's eyes, even if very few people aside from Schwarz would recognize it.

He chuckled quietly and cocked his head to the side, "Don't worry so much, Nagi. I'll go pick up a litter box an' whatever else, an' we can get 'im checked out tomorrow. Alright? Ye look like I've just thrown ye to the wolves. I'll help ye look after 'im, don't worry."

And then, just to put a bit of 'playful' pressure on the telekinetic, "Ye need to name 'im though."