MINEO

[aubins]

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WEEK 0, saturday

[aubins]

[ aight you damn jock they're in the gym.

or, well. yuri's here but he's not lifting or working out or anything. he's poking around in the equipment storage, apparently looking for something. ]

[sengokus]

[they're in the gym!! mineo's going a little wide-eyed and excited at a whole boxing ring... but then he'll tilt his head when he notices yuri]

Lose something? We just got here yesterday, man.

[but at least he's just being a little joking about it]

WEEK 0, wednesday

[aubins]

[ he is just

flopped on the sofa with a pillow over his head. it looks like he's sleeping?

hm! ]

[sengokus]

[good for yuri

mineo is

running too quickly from one side of the room to the other. where is he going. why is he going.

he wholeass misses the couch right there though, and it's why he's squawking before he tumbles right over the back of it to interrupt yuri's nap]

A trap?!

week 0, post-execution

[sengokus]

[well that was a fucking lot.

mineo will at least be around afterward and - rather than the listless, brooding energy he had yesterday, at least now he seems. anxious. uncertain. and that's enough to get his feet moving.

it's why regardless of which room yuri is in, mineo will probably be wandering in at some point - and nodding in acknowledgement]

... hey, Leclerc-san. [a beat] How you feeling - after all that?

[aubins]

[ throws dart they're in the kitchen. yuri is making cocoa with his exciting new kettle knowledge, and staring into the steam as it rising from the boiling kettle. ]

...

Hm?

[ oh. ]

How does anyone feel after something like that?

week 1, post-trial

[sengokus]

[i. well. it's so hard to think of how to make these starters engaging because even tho mineo will talk to people, for the moment he's so... out of it. he's in the kitchen and he's paused at the entrance -

like he's looking it over, like there might be any phantom clues left

feel free to tell him to get out of the way]

[aubins]

[ no, he's very valid. yuri just watches him for a moment, before walking into the kitchen properly. ]

You want a coffee or something?

week 1, monday [1/3]

[sengokus]

[gonna be honest he's actually trying not to see anybody

so of course as he goes to a different room that means that he sees somebody - yuri, in fact]

Oh -

[sengokus]

[ We haven’t made any progress with video analysis.

Hey. Enomoto, you look - ….. shit.

Enomoto, have you slept? Eaten? It’s been days, man, just—

Give it up, Enomoto, those guys are probably already dead.

If it’s really Adonis, then we’re probably too late.

Their words echo through your ears as you approach an abandoned warehouse. You hear the apathy in their voices, the mocking. They’ve already given up on ever finding their missing comrades. But you don’t listen. You don’t eat, you don’t sleep, you don’t stop looking until -

Until the smell of blood hits you as soon as you throw open the door.

The room spills out in front of you. Slumped against the wall, there is one man.

The one you’ve been looking for.

You barely recall protocol - you call your superior, you give an address and nothing more - and you approach the man you admired. Yuuta Fuji. Your idol left to rot in the outskirts of Shinjuku five days after he was killed on video.

You’ve never felt hatred like this before. You’ve never wanted someone dead before. The job is dangerous and sometimes people get hurt but you’ve always been willing to be the person to put your neck on the line for somebody else, even a stranger.

Right now, face to face with the bloody corpse of someone you treasured, all you want is to hurt somebody else the way that you’re hurting now. To take their greatest source of admiration and shoot it down.

A voice (25:18 - 26:14) cuts through after you’ve been standing there for who knows how long. He gives you orders. You know you have to follow them. Set up a perimeter, gather evidence, solve the case like you’ve solved so many before. This is your job.

But as one tear rolls down your cheek without permission, you know something else -

This is personal. ]

[sengokus]

[ . . . . softly, as he comes back to himself:]

... fuck. Sorry.

week 2, friday

[aubins]

[ well he's in the rec room. he's sat in one of the pod-like chairs, and looking at one particular corner of the room fairly intently, but he'll move his gaze when he realises mineo is there.

he doesn't greet him though. ]

[sengokus]

[ . . . . mineo will also look at that one particular corner before looking back at yuri]

... Leclerc-san.

You want some coffee? Tea?

[just since yuri's offered it to him before]

week 2, saturday

[aubins]

[ let's say they're in the common room? yeah.

yuri's just going to walk over and hold out a hand. ]

Here. I have two hands I can use, and no cactus needles stuck in me.

[sengokus]

[ah

well mineo's just going to snort]

If you insist, Leclerc-san. Sorry for the trouble - and thanks for the help.

[but he will offer his hand out - the other one looks like he managed to get most of them out on his own but... this one's a bit angry, given that it's the one he used to throw a punch. the needles look like some have broken and some have gotten embedded worse. ow.]

week 2, monday

[sengokus]

[becks i don't know about you but i'm not really into writing fight threads so what if we just fastforward to the end after they've gotten to sparring and beaten teach other up

owie]

[aubins]

[ nice it is very much a 50/50 for me and right now it is midnight

owie. ]

I think my jaw might bruise. Nicely done.

[ THANK GOD HE HAS CONCEALER, MINEO. ]

week 4, monday

[aubins]

[ hello mineo. yuri's in the kitchen.

there's something cooking in the oven that smells very good. he'll glance up when he hears mineo walk in and nod at him. ]

Hungry?

[sengokus]

[ooooOOOOHHHH HIS EYES LIGHT UP]

Now I am!! Can I have something, Leclerc-san? It smells so good!

week 4, post-trial

[sengokus]

[jiminy cricket that was a trial - we're in the kitchen!! mineo is making tea for his nerves because holy fuck]

Ah - you want a cup, Leclerc-san?

[aubins]

[ that it... it sure was. ]

... Y'know what? Yeah. I could do with one.

week 5, monday

[aubins]

[ we're in the fields for sure. yuri is just stood somewhere near the entrance, staring into the distance like he's trying to wrap his head around everything. ]

I feel like these floors get more and more fantastical as we go.

[sengokus]

[mineo's just gonna wander over then, laughing a bit]

Right? Like - how does it all manage to get crammed indoors? Can't say I hate it though. I do miss the sun.

week 5, wednesday

[sengokus]

[am i just going to assume that yuri's in the spa? i guess so. anyway mineo is going to wander in at this point and he has two items in hand - one of them is a nice refreshing drink to couple with the spa atmosphere, and the other is a single flower. it's probably a pink rose because he believes in the classics]

Yuri-san, hey - take these off my hands, will you? Consider them some tokens of my appreciation.

[aubins]

[ i'll take that as a solid guess. yuri will take both with a slightly wide eyed expression that suggests he has no idea what's happening. ]

-- Ah.

This is sudden?

[ mineo, what. this is almost smooth? ]

week 5, friday

[sengokus]

[well

yuri can probably hear a few slams on the floor the opium den is on? and it won't be hard to figure out why when he wanders closer and sees mineo just trying to slam his shoulder against the door! it's not opening]

Dammit...

[aubins]

[ yuri looks.

well.


furious is one word for it. there's real, deep anger in his eyes but it tempers slightly when he spots mineo. he sucks in a sharp breath, and exhales it slowly, before walking over to him. ]

Is the door stuck?

week 5, saturday

[aubins]

[ it's the sim room, because yuri has a distinct feeling someone might be in here punching something. ]

If you need something more exicting to throw punches at, I can fight you.

[ sir. ]

[sengokus]

[I FORGOT THE SIMULATION ROOM IS CHILDE'S JAIL CELL, BECKS let's make this the gym actually it still works because mineo is probably throwing punches at a punching bag]

Yeah? You wanna add to your injuries now that trial's over?

[though even as he says it - there's something tense in his voice]

week 5, sunday

[aubins]

[ all i have for you is that he eating what looks like some kind of berries and cream dish straight from the container it came in, perched on the kitchen counter.

he just looks at mineo, and then at his food, and then back at mineo. ]

Hungry?

[sengokus]

[good for you yuri - mineo's just going to huff a little bit at that]

Kind of. I'm grabbing a water.

Did you get any weird texts today, Yuri-san?

week 6, tuesday i'm late please still love me

[sengokus]

[mineo is at the beach he's going to be at the beach all the damn time this week??? but he's thrown his shoes and socks off somewhere by the chairs, rolled up the cuffs of his pants, and otherwise just settled for wading through the water along the shore. the vibes off of him are - nostalgic, thoughtful, a little bittersweet

before he notices yuri and then it just turns to a far simpler happiness to see him, like mineo can only focus on one emotion at a time]

Oh - hey, Yuri-san!

blows kissy

[aubins]

[ ... he really is puppy like, bless him. yuri's quite fond of the beach as well, although weirdly he seems a little somber about being here. or just somber while he's here? it's not too clear. ]

Hey.

Enjoying everything new we have to explore?

week 6, saturday post trial

[aubins]

[ well. beach it is then.


whatever yuri's emotions are he's got them wound and bolted as much as he can. there's the odd trickle or leak of tiredness, and that same frustration, but he's keeping a straight face about it all as he walks down the beach and stops near where mineo is. ]

So. Why the "greatest hits" homage to our biggest failures?

[sengokus]

[mineo's at the beach! he's so tired. he's so tired but he's just watching the ocean now, and he tilts his head when yuri wanders over to him. there is, of course, the guilt and the apology that comes in, but there's also some modicum of surprise that yuri would even approach him]

.... I didn't mean to dredge up bad memories. It was only when I got hit with your emotions during trial that I realized. I'm sorry for not catching it earlier.

.... some of it was Childe's idea. [and there's a little bit of spite at that] But I also... If it was just random chaos, I thought it could accidentally implicate someone innocent if people clung onto it too much, even if it was fake.

So even if it was frustrating... I thought it'd be easier to take up time with stuff that we never figured out. It wouldn't lead to any other suspects that way.