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[salaryman]

kigai yuuto

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[salaryman]

@obsidien

[salaryman]

[ from here ]

[ Yet again, Yuuto lightly scratches the side of his face. He mulls over if he should explain what his title means. It feels like it would be a bit much to get into it -- his eyes roll up. However, isn't it quite rude to start a topic then bail on it.

His eyes close as he laughs quietly to himself. ]

I suppose when we're in an impossible situation anything seems possible. [ It is what he decides to comment on first, while sliding away from the topic of what the title means. ] Sorry... I was stalling.

[ A soft hum. ] For me ... the title doesn't have much importance. Rather my leader tends to put everything on his shoulders and do everything himself. He tells us we don't have to do anything, and I took advantage of that kindness.

[ Tucking his hands into his pockets, he wonders if it's right to view it as that, but he supposes it was a kindness. ] It's embarrassing to admit, but I'd rather admit it than not.

@sorte

[salaryman]

[ from here ]

[ Yet again Yuuto lets out a soft chuckle.

He pauses -- wiggling his fingers as he realizes that he hasn't eaten. If he keeps chatting, he might end up in trouble for not partaking in the feast. A brief pause to spoon another mouthful.

Yet again, it's the replaying of the memory of before. Of hearing what happens to those devoted to Sleep and seeing what becomes of them; he truly doesn't desire to become a creature like that, but it isn't so much fear of losing his human shame. It's concern of losing his free will.

There is a sensation mixed with the memory that he retained his free will -- he may simply carry on as an abomination.

The spoon is set down as he finally responds. ]

Well, of course, we'd want her to continue to increase her power and influence. If we didn't, we wouldn't be able to have these wonderful meals anymore, no? [ He tilts his head and gives a wink. Yuuto wonders how negatively they can speak about Sleep in her own realm. He also wonders how much she knows of their thoughts and plans. Yet she doesn't want to stop them?

She gives him the sensation of starving and loss of color. Yet there's no punishment to those that are trying to break her rule? Are they trying to break her rule? He holds his chin briefly as he stares into his companion's eyes. His head tilts the opposite way as he closes his eyes in a friendly smile. ]

I didn't say anything yet about your compliment, but I appreciate you thinking so. I haven't had a complaint yet from any partner. [ His hand drops as he lets out a soft laugh. ]

@sacral

[salaryman]

[ from here ]

Yes. Satsuki-chan and her love. [ His smile presses on through the first question and he decides to answer it first. ] I'm sad you didn't get to meet them, either. I don't know how you three would've gotten along, but it would've been nice to see. [ He tilts his head away as his eyes drift up toward the ceiling, smiling at nothing and everything.

Although, I think Subaru is someone that Satsuki-chan wouldn't know how to handle. His chin tips down as he smiles all the more. Is it out of some pettiness or kindness that I think... that I hope they'd learn something from one another? Ah -- I wonder. ]

But that's that and your other question is this -- [ Yuuto drifts his gaze back to Subaru. He starts to gesture with his hands like he's holding a box. With a swift, easy-going gesture, he mimes moving the "box" related to Satsuki to the side and brings the "box" about his abilities forward instead. ]

-- I think it's something in my body. [ Closing his eyes. ] Instead of water, it seems like it's my blood. [ Opening them, he laughs once. ] Isn't that scary?

@nestingdevil

[salaryman]

[ from here]

[ His eyebrows lift at the movement; he shifts his gaze immediately to what is being gestured towards. A brief second of contemplation - of analyzation - of thinking, thinking, thinking - before he's back to his little smile and sparkling friendly gaze.

He dips his chin once at the request that he'll tell Greed if he sees such a marking. In this situation, Yuuto thinks someone would ask more. But he just thinks why should he ask anything else?

If Greed thought it was important for him to know more, he would've said it, right? Whether it'll affect him or not; whether it's dangerous or not; whether it is valuable or not; it's something that means more to Greed than it does to him.

So, he'll just keep an eye out. ]

I'll be sure to tell you if I see something like that mark. [ He points to what he has been shown, like it needs to be gestured to once more. ] You know -- I met someone who gave up everything that he wanted. He only seemed to live to fulfill the wishes of other people. His personality completely changed and became someone that even his closest loved ones wouldn't recognize.

I often wonder if there's any selfishness left in him, or is he simply doing what is being asked of his existence? [ Should he feel sorry for his commander? Should he feel sorry for the one that is heralding in the apocalypse? He isn't sure if what he feels is sympathy or empathy; he isn't sure it's pity, either. He just thinks that it's a sad situation. One that is costing thousands of lives. ]

I guess only he would know that answer. [ He smiles yet again. ] So! Sorry for giving you a hypothetical to a musing that I have. In any case, I'm happy that you're a greedy individual, Greed. It means that you're quite human despite the inhuman look. [ HA-HA!

A beat passes and he continues: ] I look forward to keep talking with you. Let's have tea now and again. Even if we don't talk about people... talking about other things seems just as fun.

@armwriostle

[salaryman]

[ from here ]

[ Yuuto smiles at the comment the man makes about knowing who to contact, even without his business card. His head tilts slightly to the side as he offers an expression of gratitude at the warm sentiment. Is it all right that he treats it as a warm one? Maybe, maybe not. But he does take it as a compliment when it's more like a statement.

His expression doesn't change much as his companion introduces himself. Instead, he opens his mouth to let out a soft, little laugh. ]

Then it seems we both work for the people, Wriothesley.

[ He holds his free hand out to gesture between the two of them. ]

Although, I daresay that your job in looking after the community is far more integral than mine.

[ His eyes shine bright, cheerful. He means what he says, but also laughing at his own private joke. Yes, a warden for a prison is doing more than a man assisting with the end of the world. ]

[hallowedly]

( A few hours later )

It strikes me that we may wish to agree on how we publicly present our shared circumstances.

1/2

[salaryman]

[ Ah. That is really startling, isn't it? Not even a ringing to give a warning. ]

[salaryman]

Of course. I see no reason to do anything to trouble either Subaru or you.

[ Ah? Did Seishirou know that Subaru switched sides? Wait, did Subaru know that, too? He blinks. They had been talking so casually that he did not think to ask directly as it felt a painful thing to bring up. Or maybe he just did not care enough to check such things. Hm. ]

[hallowedly]

I'm afraid I'm about to be very inconvenient.

[salaryman]

I could never imagine you being so, but please go ahead and try.

week 3 {action • nsfw}

[sorte]

[ Aventurine is not looking for anyone in particular, per say. Nevertheless, with the electricity back, even in a particularly fantastical manner, he can't help but want to wander even at night now that it isn't so lightless. He feels more confident, maybe, but the truth is more that he simply has a good excuse to leave the hotel as much as possible after the incident with the rat king and the enhanced hosts that pursued were out for his blood, in particular. He looks for other hosts that are wandering aimlessly and more or less bothering no one. However, each one isn't the same as the previous ones that breached his hotel. If not for others having been involved and the damage to the hotel, he would be working on convincing himself it was all in his head rather than something that actually happened.

But, things are not right. While it seems to be normal (more or less now,) Aventurine has not been able to find the reason for the event. He's been debating contacting Choi, to probe for answers in case it's connected to how disastrous the Rat King fight went despite an ultimately victory.

So far, he hasn't done anything of the sort, though, and he simply lets himself wander further. He walks along the sidewalk with the street lamps illuminating the way. Everything looks once again different in artificial light versus daylight and darkness, and it never hurts to get used to maneuvering the city in different lighting conditions.

He'll slow, however, when he sees some unusual shadows cast high along the side of a crumbled and sloped building. It doesn't cause him to stop entirely, but he'll approach with caution. Nevertheless, he'll call out with a sweet and polite greeting even as his fingers tense and curl into a loose fist. ]

Hello~?

[salaryman]

[ Yuuto isn't like himself.

His head isn't filled with the usual detachment that he has for everything. He cares and sympathizes quite a bit with the struggles of others; he understands them sincerely yet he doesn't feel moved to act.

Succumbrance coils itself around his indifference and makes him recognize fear. He isn't even quite sure what he is afraid of, but knew enough to scramble out of the tunnels to the surface. Yet breathing in the air of Manhattan, he still feel his insides shuddering and uncertain how to return to himself.

If there is one thing he doesn't like it's the idea of changing. He doesn't wish to be anyone but himself. Yet again, he realizes that Sleep has taught him he shouldn't be such a flippant person about everything. This is his own fault. He wants to chuckle but can't - and so he wanders the bright streets in his uncertainty.

He stops when he hears the greeting.

Shifting, turning, his red eyes still glow under the artificial light. He feels a greeting smile tug at his lips but the corners of his mouth trembles. ]

Ah, who is there? You certainly are looking familiar to me. [ He steps closer. His steps are confident and sure. ] Ah - Aventurine.

[ A beat before he gives him a defeated smile. His voice sings a lovely song, blood magic warping around each vowel, each syllable. Yet the magic has nowhere to go. It hangs in the air instead - not a warning, but an invitation. ] It's my own fault - I didn't make enough Tethers. I intended to, but - I believed I'd be fine with just a few and some lovely words to ensure I would be safe.

march!!!

[hallowedly]

( The most exasperated sigh to splinter the dream-murmur — )

Given where we are, I don't suppose it's too much of a stretch to suppose you believe in dream girls?

YIPPEEE!!!

[salaryman]

I do.

[ In contrary response, he hums a happy tune. ]

Does this mean that you met with the lovely beauty of our rival company, too?

— post mar. higher event

[roedeer]

[ a black cat sits on the broken steps of a familiar church, unmoving, it's body decomposes where black sludge drips from its head and paws as though melting. it does not feel pain, it feels nothing at all, but it sits there waiting for something... someone. ]

[salaryman]

[ Oh jeez.

There is an immediate concern that hits him as he gets down to the cat's level. Sitting down on his legs, he is kneeling in front of the melting feline. It couldn't be, but what if it is? ]

Kamui?

[ One day, he might call him "Kamui-kun;" one day, he might be something other than "Kamui" to him. But as it is, he is reaching out to pick the cat up in concern. If left to his devices, he will pour his blood into the creature to save it. ]

Ah, dear -- you came to the right person, I suppose, but --

[ And he keeps muttering to himself. ]

— meme saturday, canon event

[roedeer]

[ — here.

left in a small box, yuuto will find about ten of these. there's a perfect, handwritten note inside that's much different from the script on the gift. ]

Hello, Mr. Bagjwi.

When these come into your possession, please use them diligently as notecards are difficult to come by.
I hope that these find use, and if you find yourself running out, please visit 162 Mulberry Street.
They read "Employee Bagjwi" of the Cheerful Theme Park, someone who puts the public first.
I appreciate what help you've offered. Let's continue moving forward.

Roe Deer.

[salaryman]

[ Hm?

Well, how about that?! It's business cards. How charming!

He'll definitely use them whenever he can! ]

april; her first day.

[deflagrate]

Knock knock, sweetheart.

Thought you might appreciate the heads up.

[salaryman]

Come in, come in --

[ Given the conversation he had with Seishirou, this makes sense. But well, whatever happens between those two are between them. So, he greets her graciously and the sensation of someone "holding a door open" to connect with her pleasantly. ]

I do appreciate it. Thank you.

[ Teasingly, he adds: ] I'm only sorry we didn't wake up next to each other as talked about, but I may be presumptuous to even hope for such an honor, anyway.

first week of april

[zauns]

Yuuto, isn't it? When you have a moment, there are a few things we ought to discuss.

1/2

[salaryman]

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➥ April, Week 1

[nestingdevil]

[He's in the belly of the 'Nest; in the basement, away from prying eyes and curious ears. Not that he wants to hide it from them, but that's the trouble when things get too complicated. If they knew what he was planning, if they knew the lengths he would go - ]

[Greed dips two of his claws into a glass nearby, turning whatever swill he's happened to find to a spin.]

You ready, Suits?

[salaryman]

[ "Suits."

He is still finding old suits to wear. It seems like when the city fell to ruins that people cared more about more practical attire than three piece suits and the like. So, he acquired a few. Although, they do need to be tailored to fit. Weh.

But that's beside the point. Actually, it is so far outside the point, it may as well not even be allowed to be in the room.

Yuuto stands before the Sin; his hands behind his back as he dips his head in a small little nod. ]

Whenever you are, O' Sin of Greed.

Early April, Week 1

[trashblaze]

[ Just because Caelus has a little situation doesn't mean he'll be stopped from checking on his friends!! It takes some time, but he somehow manages to figure out where Yuuto is staying, and here's a personal visit! Approaching the front door after picking up his skateboard, he knocks once and patiently waits for an answer. Hopefully, someone's home… ]

[salaryman]

[ At the knock, Yuuto tips his head up. Who is visiting? He has located a box so that he can begin moving to the Nest. Inside said box are a bunch of Funko-Pop figurines and folded up suits.

It takes a small bit of maneuvering but he pulls the door open. One of his hands feels numb and doesn't work quite right since he had it cut off in a dream. But eh - whatever! ]

Oh! Caelus-kun!

[ He chimes out his greeting. ]

How are you? It's been awhile.

[ His head bows slightly, politely. ]

I'm still indebted to you for having helped me in that dream awhile back - you know, when you called to Sasaki?

[ He nudges the church door open with his foot to gesture to the horse that is still lying on the floor in front of the altar. It's a terribly lazy creature despite looking like a very ordinary horse; it does what its told but only to the barest, minimal degree.

Meaning, even though Yuuto has the means to get around the city a little easier than usual, Sasaki will drop him off three blocks from where he needs to be or if he takes him the entire way, won't be around to take him back home.

What kind of luck is this? His luck. ]