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"It's about time!" Conan shouted when he spotted Habuka. Despite his tone, he had been worried. He could never get himself to quite believe the Island would always pull through for the revival. Even with the exhaustion after escaping Clam Island, he hadn't been able to sleep well at all.

Hakuba's response to that was mostly a dry snort and a nod, then checking his watch. And scowling, because it's wound down - no ticking, no nothing. Somewhere, in the back of his head, there's a little OCD fetish screaming in torment, but the only real visible tic is a small eyetwitch while one train of thought is pondering how best to set up a sundial to get the most accurate reading to reset the watch by.

"I take it I was gone longer than the usual?"

It doesn't matter how long you were gone! You died! From a monster and an Angel!

[K-kind of freaked out.]

Ironically the last two or so seconds were surprisingly peaceful, impalement aside; I'm not sure where or when it sent me, but it wasn't where we'd been.

[...He's studying his watch and the scowl just deepened.] It killed my watch. The bastard thing killed my watch!

... [You have problems dude.]

Where it sent you? Where...does it send you? [He had the more unpleasant killing attempt.]

It looked like it may've been one of the islands but - it was quiet, empty, perfectly normal. No unusual trees that I could see, no signs of people or anything that would be out of the ordinary on a tropical island.

Of course bleeding to death and massive internal damage put a damper on that.

[He's still scowling at the watch. FAMILY HEIRLOOM. IT HASN'T STOPPED IN SEVENTY-FOUR YEARS, TWO MONTHS, ONE WEEK, AND SEVEN HOURS. AND THE BASTARD ANGEL KILLED IT.]

...wait, you were still injured and alive?! [He thought the Angel killed you!]

[Angels suck.]

You said they steal time, didn't you? I half wonder if it didn't somehow - pull from something that caused me to get flung to some point either far past or far future. I didn't last very long, that thing's sword is worse than the witches' spears.

[If there is a way to avenge the watch, he will find it. :| Now he needs an atomic clock to reset it once it's re-wound...AND IT HAD BETTER STILL WORK...]

You...you still... [Excuse him, he's being trauma'd some more right now.]

Conan? I've been impaled three times in the last two months. I'm starting to hit a point where I think I'm used to it enough to keep cataloging things after shock sets in, and the Angel caught up right about the same time the monster's sword did. A half-second difference and the blade may've passed through where I'd just been.
I couldn't tell you much specific beyond that, I'm amazed I caught what I did; I just remember wondering where the strange trees were and how quiet and empty the place was before I blacked out completely.
[He's going to leave out that considering what happened, he's fairly sure that was messier than dying to the witches.]

...

[L-looking at the ground. Excuse him, he's kind of...reliving the entire moment in vivid detail, cursed good memory of his.]

Conan. [He's dropping down to kneel next to him.] I'm fine now, and honestly, that wasn't nearly as frustrating or miserable as the last time I'd died; I was actually moving and able to do something to keep someone ELSE from suffering the same, that time, instead of being stuck helplessly waiting for the inevitable.

...I'm going to kill that thing for the watch, however. PARTICULARLY if it doesn't start again when it's re-wound.

... [Of course, you can imagine how frustrating it is for him you DID die.]

I....I survived until the end. I found Beato... [Voice is shaking slightly.]

Don't go near Angels. Never...never go near Angels.

[He's putting a hand on Conan's shoulder; yes, he IS more worried about the other two - as sucky as that was, it could've been SO much worse.] Was she alright? Did you two make it out okay?

...I was being sarcastic - you should know by now I don't pick fights I have no way of winning.

[Nods.] We made it out all right. Heh, even got to keep a promise I made.

...Hakuba, we both get into insane fights. Even if some have more chance than I first thought.

Then we've both come out of this one intact.

...I won't go after the angels. I'd rather avoid them; I don't think I want to know what the things did to traumatize you like that.

...

[There is...definite twitching and fear on his face right now. G-geh, this conversation is not good for his health.]

You...you really don't.

It means it's not going to happen. [He squeezes Conan's shoulder to snap him out of it.] I'm sure if they were still around there'd have been word - they were probably just let in for Halloween.

[Snaps out of it. Kind of.] ...still, the fact they came back...is worrying.

Conan. [He's very pointedly looking Conan in the eye on this.] If they were able to come and go as they please, then they wouldn't have left until they'd claimed everyone they could here, correct?

And the Island has already trapped and kept things that should've been far beyond any power doing so to them; Bernkastel, Lambda, Neuro, one of the Fates, and a few other beings here. If the forces at work here can keep them in, it stands to reason they can keep something else out. I don't think they "came back", I think they were allowed in briefly, to scare us.

...all the more reason to be worried about them. [B-because who knows when the Island might let them in again.]

Another thing to keep in mind.

They're no more powerful than any other threat here - if they were, I wouldn't have been brought back.

At least for that method of killing.

I'm going to ask you a question, Conan. When they were here before -

Did they kill anyone the other way?

....

[Trauma face. So much...traumaface.]

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...wow, went to prose. Don't know why.

...Neither do I. (Also, OH his priorities.)

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