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[memoriams]

Is this Nanami Kento?

[salaryman]

[ Alucard. Ah, that person. ]

Yes, this is Nanami Kento.

Mister Alucard, it has been some time. I hope you have been well.

[ Everything should be done properly and that includes greetings. ]

[memoriams]

[Ah, as formal as ever. There's something predictably novel about it.]

I have been. And part of that is thanks to you, for orienting me on my first days of arrival.

My thanks it long overdue. And so, thank you. If you ever have need of me, you may ask. I should return the favor someday.

[salaryman]

I was only doing as I was tasked. There is no need to feel as though you owe me in anything.

In fact, I reject the thanks that you are giving me.

1/2

[memoriams]

[lmao

what]

You're rejecting my thanks?

[memoriams]

You're a very strange human.

What if I insist?

[salaryman]

I am.

And what good is that to the person rejecting it?

[memoriams]

Is gratitude so offensive to your sensibilities? You can afford to accept some of it, I promise. It proves you performed your job well.

[salaryman]

I do not need such things to prove I did what I was supposed to.

[ "Thank you." He thinks of that often and its meaning. Living so long as someone who did not feel like he had a purpose in life, he supposes that he seeks some meaning in his existence, but if it is only to make life a little easier for others -- that is also fine.

But that's rather self-serving mentality, too, so -- ]

Thanks is really not necessary.

[memoriams]

[Alucard pauses, not quite sure what to make of that. It goes beyond seriousness, and sounds as though it’s more a measure of worth. Which, considering how well he truly knows this man (not terribly), hardly seems any of his business.]

If not proof, then at least see it as appreciation. I can hardly cease it on my end.

[salaryman]

Good grief.

It seems like you will not be persuaded otherwise on this?

[ ONE LAST FUTILE EFFORT??? ]

[memoriams]

[SHEESH.]

In the same manner that you will not, no.

[salaryman]

Very well.

Then it seems I have to accept it.

[ BUT HE WON'T LIKE IT!!!!!!! ]

[memoriams]

[TOO BAD!!!]

Good. And will you accept a physical show of appreciation, as well?

[After sending that, he thinks maybe he should have worded it a bit more clearly.]

A drink sometime, I mean. If you do not find your schedule filled to the brim with your responsibilities.

[salaryman]

If I must.

[ Ah, a drink. ]

I suppose I do not see anything wrong with accepting a drink.

[memoriams]

Do not sound so excited for my sake.

[This man. Truly.]

Have you the time now? Or should I call upon you later?

[salaryman]

I am accepting this for your sake, Mister Alucard.

I have time now so I can come for a drink.

[memoriams]

You don't take any pleasure in drinking, socializing, or spending time with a vaguely familiar face? All of the above?

I won't test my luck. I've found a small but classy enough place. Meet me here.

[And the coordinates are sent.]

[salaryman]

I won't answer that question, and will meet you there, instead.

[ At least, he's willing to admit that he won't answer what Alucard is asking??

In any case, he does show up that the bar without issue. Rather than dressed in his usual suit, he dresses a little more "down." Gestures to middle outfit. ]

[memoriams]

[Alucard sits at the far end of the bar, dimly-lit in an amber glow. It’s a nice place, at least, quiet when the evening calls for it, and a glance askew allows him to spot his expected company. He waves him over.

He’s dressed in dark colors, which always appears to accentuate the paleness of his features; but those same features are touched with a smile as he waits for Nanami to take a seat next to him.]

A part of me thought you might not humor me at all, you know.

[salaryman]

[ He crosses his legs as soon as he sits down. ]

That means that you do not yet know me. [ The tone in which he speaks is, as always, incredibly dry but without any bit of sarcasm to it. It is really just a fact to him. ] But that is from my own desire to not be perceived by anyone. Do not let it bother you.

[memoriams]

[Now, then. Alucard can hardly blame the man. He does not truly know his story, nor where this predilection comes from — something quite important, or a life-changing event, perhaps, that caused him to be this way. Or perhaps it was his personality, and little more than that?

Hard to say, coming from a man who does not desire to be perceived by anyone, as he says.

Alucard gives the bartender at a distance a little wave, motioning for him to come over. No doubt Nanami’s own order will be filled soon, should the man have an idea of what he wants.]

No one at all? What about those from your home?

[salaryman]

[ When the bartender comes by, he immediately orders a cheap beer for himself. He just isn't someone who likes to drink something expensive on someone else's tab, either. (Hmph!) ]

Those from my home have an idea of who I am, but they do not know me. I am fine if that is how things remain.

[ The ones that know him are the ones that knew him before he decided that he no longer desired to be seen by anyone. He would rather just remove his emotions from the equation -- from every equation -- so that he can effectively complete each task set before him. ]

You seem bothered by this, even though I wished for it not to be.

[memoriams]

[Alucards brows pinch together slightly as he considers this. Bothered? He isn’t quite sure if that’s the right word, but it is something he considers strange.

A clink on the bartop indicates that they’ve received their drinks, and Alucard’s pale fingers slip around his glass as he weighs what to say next.]

Not bothered. Simply confused.

[He clinks a nail against the glass.]

It seems lonely, I think. But keep in mind that this is coming from a man who struggled with much the same. [Past tense, what a lark.] I will admit that being able to keep an arm-length distance from strangers is ideal, but to those who are… closer? That would be more difficult.

[He takes a drink. It goes down like fire, and he wrinkles his nose.]

Ah… or is it that you remain mysterious everyone in your world?

[salaryman]

[ He offers a small hum when Alucard says that he struggled the same as he is. Nanami doesn't believe that he's struggling, but that is the truth that he is living in. Truths are different for many people, and the reality he lives in is one where he is not burdened by keeping others away. ]

It is difficult but relatively easy, as well. [ A beat follows. ] I place their lives before my own. They may wish to perceive me but they have troubles that far outweigh my existence, in my opinion, anyway.

So, they do not really have the time to be concerned or confused about what I am doing. [ Nanami takes a drink of his beer, and lets out a pleased sigh as soon as he finishes swallowing. ] So, there is no mystery. It is merely that I place myself behind their problems. [ And lives. ]