[ His bandages are back over the right side because vision is back. Just going to head into the kitchen to grab some canned crab when he sees Akira over by the coffee machine. ]
[Akira was pretty MIA the night after the trial, mostly because he was IN THE SHOWER trying to wash away the feeling of uncleanliness that had come over him once he realized he slept in a room full of rats. . . but he was definitely at the execution, watching the display with a stony expression. and as soon as the execution had ended, he had spun on his heel and stalked stiffly to the kitchen]
[to treat himself with the one thing he had missed all week. . . . . . . . . . . COFFEE]
[he glances up when he hears Dazai enter and lifts a hand to greet him]
[ Did he become a raisin last night after showering so long?
Also he's not really surprised that he's the culprit considering what he smelled like.
Giving him a look over... ]
Why return it? Did you feel bad?
[ What sense was he missing anyways? It can't be fashion since that was already gone with his cosplay. Can't be shame since he doesn't seem to have that. He behaved normally from what he could make out for the week and he seemed to have pain... ]
[ He's starting to wonder if he should leave him alone with the coffee. But that basically spells out the sense he lost so he'll carry on with the other topic. ]
Ah, so that's your type. Good luck, heart thief.
[ Saying it without a hint of emotion to his words ]
[but hey, Akira's the type who likes to get to know people himself!1 he can tell that Dazai and Chuuya just. . . have one of those kinds of relationships]
[. . . a bit like his and Akechi's, he thinks. except not quite]
[ This is probably a very good lesson as to why you don't leave your door unlock. Anyways, Dazai is inside and sitting on Chuuya's side of the blanket fort intending on getting a nap when he hears someone at the door. He doesn't say anything, just waits to see who it is first. Hewwo ]
[ Does he think it's a cute name or that the person who named it is cute ]
While we're the least compatible, we also know each other well enough to have trust in each other. We're both more useful to the other alive and being on the same team.
[ One of these days, he might wind up finding them napping together. ]
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w0; post execution
Ah, I didn't realize it's been returned.
[ The machine. ]
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[to treat himself with the one thing he had missed all week. . . . . . . . . . . COFFEE]
[he glances up when he hears Dazai enter and lifts a hand to greet him]
Oh. Yeah.
I brought it back Monday.
[coffee machine thief]
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Also he's not really surprised that he's the culprit considering what he smelled like.
Giving him a look over... ]
Why return it? Did you feel bad?
[ What sense was he missing anyways? It can't be fashion since that was already gone with his cosplay. Can't be shame since he doesn't seem to have that. He behaved normally from what he could make out for the week and he seemed to have pain... ]
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Ssssort of.
[taste!! which is 100% why he's enjoying the coffee now because he can taste it again]
Peach-san's favorite drink is coffee. She was apparently devastated when I stole the coffee machine.
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[ Watching him for a moment. How obvious is he with enjoying the coffee? ]
Is it for cute girls or cute animals?
[ Or r u a furry ]
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Peach-san is both, so. . .?
[shrugs]
Her job is already difficult. I didn't want to make her working conditions worse.
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Ah, so that's your type. Good luck, heart thief.
[ Saying it without a hint of emotion to his words ]
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[JUST TAKES ANOTHER SIP OF HIS DRINK]
What's your type, Dazai-san?
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I haven't really thought about it. [ hmm ]
Probably someone who could kill me or make the world interesting.
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[half to himself, and half aloud so Dazai can hear him]
Chuuya was right, huh. . .
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Let me guess... he told you I'm a suicide maniac?
[ Just going to grab a fork and open up the can of crab. Time to munch. ]
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Not in those words, no.
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Close though. [ Considering something for a moment before getting another fork full of crab. ] I'm assuming he hasn't said anything good about me.
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[but hey, Akira's the type who likes to get to know people himself!1 he can tell that Dazai and Chuuya just. . . have one of those kinds of relationships]
[. . . a bit like his and Akechi's, he thinks. except not quite]
But he did tell me that you two work together.
1/2
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We both just started working for the group. He's supposed to be my underling, but the boss gave him to an executive to use.
[ Which is annoying and not according to plan ]
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[yeah sorry Chuuya spilled that one, too. plus it was on his profile]
Is that why you call him a "dog?" Because he's supposed to be your underling?
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I call him a dog because he lost the bet. The first person to find the culprit wins, while the loser has to be their dog for the rest of their life.
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[said with a small, amused huff]
You needed an unbiased moderator to declare a victor.
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[ And then lots of things happened. So many things ]
He probably won't accept it even with an unbiased moderator. That guy is really stubborn.
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[LIGHTLY AMUSED. . .]
Maybe you should try calling him something else?
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[ Also you realize Chuuya would call Dazai dog if it was reversed. ]
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Acceptable. But I'm not responsible for what might happen afterwards.
[still amused]
How long have you two known each other?
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I know how to dodge his kicks.
[ He knows him enough and also they are...kind of partners??? ]
If we have only been here for a week, then we've known each other for a couple of weeks.
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So not long at all. . . he told me that he just joined the mafia, but am I right in assuming you've been a member for a while?
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[ And crab has been finished off. Just going to toss it into the trash before digging around for another snack. ]
What about you? How long have you've been a thief?
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[. . .]
[it's only fair when Dazai answered all of his questions, isn't it?]
A year, give or take a few months.
[is his response, delivered smoothly. but he isn't following it up with any explanation]
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How long have you've known your rival?
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My rival? Who do you think my rival is, Dazai-san?
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He seems to like keeping his composure, but with you it seems different.
[ Friday morning was certainly telling at least even with his limited vision ]
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[HMMMM SOMEONE IS PLAYING INNOCENT OVER HERE]
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[ And they did share where they were during the trial so... ]
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We played pool.
[they sniped at each other and then played pool until they fell asleep on the table]
w3: monday
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Chuuya? Are you aro--
[he tries to enter the room]
[and then bounces back as he slams right into an invisible barrier, a startled noise escaping his lips]
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At that, he's scrambling out of the fort and peeking over at the doorway. ]
No Chuuya's here~
[ Just a part time gremlin. ]
Did something happen? [ He could see it, but it was a little unbelievable. Why would there be a barrier there? Maybe Akira was just messing around? ]
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[rubs at his nose and straightens his glasses, frowning!! deeply!!!]
How did you get into our room?
[and now Dazai is getting a dubious look]
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I wonder~
[ Not going to tattle. ]
Think it has a time limit?
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[reaches out to press his hand against the barrier]
. . . can you let me into my room? I'll even be nice and not kick you out afterwards.
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Sure sure. Come on in, Akira.
[ Hopefully that works as an invitation. Dazai turns to head back to the fort ]
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. . .
Hn. I guess it's good to know that Fort Asshole is getting plenty of use.
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[ Since he's using it and he knows he can be an ass. ]
It's quieter in there, and there's less chances of sharing in here.
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[he thinks it's a cute name]
[also. . . hm]
You sure do come here a lot, even though you and Chuuya don't get along on the surface.
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While we're the least compatible, we also know each other well enough to have trust in each other. We're both more useful to the other alive and being on the same team.
[ One of these days, he might wind up finding them napping together. ]
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. . . hn.
You two are more "rivals" than Akechi and I are.