http://have-your-lives.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] have-your-lives.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] questionauthority 2011-08-05 05:16 am (UTC)

[Any amusement on Schuldig's part, dark or otherwise, vanishes when Edward sets the gun down. He hadn't actually planned on asking for this when he invited Edward here - it was a sudden decision, inspired mainly by his desire to escape the chaos in his own head even if he needed to put a bullet into it to do so. It's not an unfamiliar feeling in the least, but never has it been quite so bad as it is right now. But even if the desire to die came as a sudden whim, it's a desperate need...and Edward is denying it. And it's too difficult to sort through the chaos of both their minds to figure out why.

So he'll just ask. His voice is sharp, angry, almost betrayed - not because he expected Edward's help in any sense so much as he expected Edward to follow the logic he's currently defying. Edward is acting contrary to everything Schuldig thought he understood about the man, and at the worst possible moment for Schuldig to find himself wrong.]
You can't tell me you don't want me dead.

[His gaze drops to the gun. He'd promised himself - and, in an indirect sense, Crawford - that he'd hold out until Schwarz had seen its plans come to fruition, which is partly why he asked Edward to do the honors rather than shooting himself. But with the gun left there, and his mental agony mounting, his resolve is breaking down.]

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