I know! What was the point of it? Such a fucking waste.
[Fuck Mahito! The flicker of annoyance is real, and it stays in the background as the subject continues.]
Seriously, we can't even go one week? I've met babies with better impulse control. Babies, Yuri. [A beat.] ... Anyway, how are you feeling? This weekend was rough.
At least we know Gluttony was probably pissed enough to give the place a deep clean. [ heh. suck it, gluttony. ] But still. It's the principle.
Is the indulgence thing that much of a draw? It's easy enough to get by without, y'know. Shanking someone. [ ... ]
I'm alright. Maybe a little confused and annoyed by how everything turned out, but... we are where we are. [ ... ] How about you? You seem to be keeping it all together pretty well.
[Nodding, nodding... All of that is such a mood, honestly.]
I'm okay. Or— as okay as anyone could be when living with the knowledge that we've probably shot ourselves in the foot. Maybe you should jot me down for annoyed and confused, too.
It might've been something someone had to do ahead of time. And maybe it changed depending on the circumstances -- either someone who cares for him figured he might kill and didn't want him gone, or was concerned he could be killed and wanted to protect him?
[ ... he doesn't know. only the person that saved him knows. ]
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[She notices the somber attitude, but beside emanating some confusion, she doesn't quite bring it up as she wanders over.]
How are you doing?
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[ until a curse ran through there and just wrecked the whole place, geez. ]
I'm feeling significantly better compared to yesterday. No headache or anything.
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[Mahito ruined the spa. Terrible.]
Good! Let's try to keep it that way. I think we've already dealt with enough headaches for one lifetime.
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[ hmm. he seems a little annoyed but there's still that less excited undertone to everything. ]
That might be dependant on people not dying, which we have a truly terrible track record for.
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[Fuck Mahito! The flicker of annoyance is real, and it stays in the background as the subject continues.]
Seriously, we can't even go one week? I've met babies with better impulse control. Babies, Yuri. [A beat.] ... Anyway, how are you feeling? This weekend was rough.
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Is the indulgence thing that much of a draw? It's easy enough to get by without, y'know. Shanking someone. [ ... ]
I'm alright. Maybe a little confused and annoyed by how everything turned out, but... we are where we are. [ ... ] How about you? You seem to be keeping it all together pretty well.
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I'm okay. Or— as okay as anyone could be when living with the knowledge that we've probably shot ourselves in the foot. Maybe you should jot me down for annoyed and confused, too.
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[ remember where they keep not catching killers? fun times. ]
This is just another thing to add to the mix, although I would love to know the reasoning and method behind it all.
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[It's one thing to miss a killer. It's another to catch one, and then awkwardly stare at your hands when they're kept alive. Messy, messy]
Me, too. Like how the hell did it even happen?
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It might've been something someone had to do ahead of time. And maybe it changed depending on the circumstances -- either someone who cares for him figured he might kill and didn't want him gone, or was concerned he could be killed and wanted to protect him?
[ ... he doesn't know. only the person that saved him knows. ]
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[ hm. ]
Well, with the pods I guess they sort of are?
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[ hi kyuu i'm desperately whittling down my inbox after lying face down all morning and then going for a walk and not tagging ]