Lucky Dog 1 translations 03 Ivan Route 13



Part 1: Prison

Chapter 3

Ivan Visit 3

I invite Ivan over into my room with a few beckoning gestures.

On his way, he gets some guys he knows by face to clear out the area.  Ain’t he the meticulous one.

Gian: Hey, are you on good terms with our other captains?

Ivan: Huh?  What the hell brought this on?  You turn parole or something?

Gian: Nono, just getting a feel for the PR.  You know, as the future boss and all.

I continue on, ignoring Ivan’s unhappy expression.

Gian: I figured, ‘Hey, you’re dead last, so maybe you’re feeling a bit lonely.’

Ivan turns redder and redder as I watch on.  It doesn’t take a genius to see he’s snapped.

Ivan: Don’t you… …You’re the one who’s dead last!
Gian: For now.  …Well, if you count backwards, we’re first, so as the two top captains, we should get along!

I pat Ivan on the shoulder a few times while projecting a friendly atmosphere.

…I change the topic before Ivan can explode, though.  Can’t overdo it here.

Gian: By the way, I’ve been wondering … how’d you get pinched in the first place?  The words ‘assault and battery’ were in the charge somewhere.  Don’t tell me you couldn’t even get out of that one?

Bitter expression on, Ivan rests his hand on his hips.

Ivan: I was patrolling with my guys at night when we ran into some crumb who couldn’t fucking read the situation…  We got into a scuffle, and he got a little beat up.
Gian: And that became ‘assault and battery?’  You could’ve just shut him up and be done with it.

You’re not being very gangster-ish here, Ivan.

Ivan: It was some dude who didn’t give two shits about threats or about the immeasurable amount of reparation money we offered.  Couldn’t keep it out of court.
Gian: Wow … that’s really stupid…
Ivan: Shaddap.  It was a set up.  He set it up so that I had to hit him back.

He clicks his tongue and sticks a hand into his pants pocket.

Ivan: More importantly, I got what you wanted before.  Here.

Gian: Whatcha got?

I stick out my hand and take what he’s holding.  I peek into the small cloth bag … and in it’s countless wires and a sheet of metal shaped into tweezers.  Substitutes for a lockpick set.

Ivan: Took me quite a bit of effort, you know.  I couldn’t get it all at once ‘cause that’d just attract attention, so I had to carefully put it together piece by piece.

Niice … when’d he find the time?

I pick up each item, one by one.  They’re pretty accurate, too.  I can use these without a problem.

Gian: You even thought about how you got them, too.  Not bad!

Ivan: It’s nothing.

Ivan looks happy with himself.  It’s true that this’s actually something to be proud about.  Mm, I’ll let you go on this one, Ivan.

Gian: All righty… This’ll do.

I glance about and hide the pick bag inside in my pocket.

Gian: Sorry, but could you leave?  Can’t have someone wander by and see you giving me this.
Ivan: A-All right.

I wave my thanks as Ivan hurries out.

Good.  I got him out before he demanded anything in return.

…Now then, who to talk to next?

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Britches
    Jan 05, 2013 @ 07:35:12

    “Gian: Nono, just getting a feel for the PR. You know, as the future boss and all.”

    Yeah Gian, rub it in, why don’t you.

    “Gian: I figured, ‘Hey, you’re dead last, so maybe you’re feeling a bit lonely.’”

    Oi Terra, remember the talk we had where I had a hissy-fit about Japanese insults and how I loathe when they get turned into running gags in fanfiction? Here it is again! The ドベ!

    “Ivan: Don’t you… …You’re the one who’s dead last!”

    Uhhhh an encore! xD

    “I pat Ivan on the shoulder a few times while projecting a friendly atmosphere.
    …I change the topic before Ivan can explode, though.”

    I could swear I heard a literal ticking noise when he did that. But I get it. I wouldn’t be able not to tease Ivan either.

    “You’re not being very gangster-ish here, Ivan.”

    /gets upset on behalf of Ivan and flails
    D:

    “Ivan: Shaddap. It was a set up. He set it up so that I had to hit him back.”

    Well you gotta hand it to the GD, they really know who they’re dealing with, I guess.

    “Ivan looks happy with himself. It’s true that this’s actually something to be proud about. Mm, I’ll let you go on this one, Ivan.”

    Aww that’s just precious alskdjalskdj

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