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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.

[sacral]

[ Long ago, Subaru may have been more amenable to the idea of bridging the gap between Earth and Heaven. To meeting, to talking, to the divine tune of understanding. As much as one person can about another, of course. But that willingness has long been buried, foundational. There's something a little cloying and grandiose about even these minuscule movements to denote the topic changes — but Subaru finds it less overt than their surroundings, and so even follows the arrangement of the topic boxes...

Until the answer snaps his gaze upwards. His expression is just neutral enough for plausible deniability, just concerned enough that one might mistake its intention. ]

...blood magic is a dangerous expertise.

[ It's not common in most forms of onmyoudo, but not entirely without study. ]

You feel it within you?

[salaryman]

I do feel it within me -- yes.

[ How else to put it? ]

Perhaps, it is more like knowing that the ability is there? [ His head tilts to the side as he tries to explain what he's feeling in questions. Much like how he never fully questioned how his water mastery worked; he doesn't question this too much, either. ] Something sleeping under the skin that is telling me if I want it to be used... it has to be used with intent?

[ A small nod as he agrees with his own explanation. ] My relationship with water has been a casual conversation. I would ask and it would answer politely. This feels more like if I'm talking... I shouldn't speak recklessly.

[ He laughs. ] So your earlier comment on it being dangerous... I agree that it is, as well.

@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]

Of course. But the... reality of our new means of communication is that emotions and information may slip. It's an inevitability we can only try to mitigate.

The truth is the most reliable recourse. We are... recent co-workers. Part of the... Kamui venture.

[salaryman]

True, true...

That sounds fine with me. [ Hm. ] If our title happen to come up, I think it's fine to just say it's given to us by destiny. But I don't think either of us think much about that... and can say as much, no?

[hallowedly]

We're two old men in what appears to be a sea of enthusiastic youth. I'm sure the details of our personal affairs won't stir that much interest.

[salaryman]

You may be right about that, Seishirou.

A friendly enough smile from some old people should be enough to ease all concerns.

[hallowedly]

Time to sell toothpaste.

[salaryman]

[ A soft, friendly laugh wafts its way through. ]

But people will fill in the gaps with what makes the most sense to them, anyway. [ A sense of a smile. ] Because most like to believe in the person next to them.

It's too exhausting to be wary all the time. Especially in the circumstances we find ourselves.

[ Or is that just his bias? ]

[hallowedly]

Despairing so early?

[salaryman]

No, I am actually feeling very hopeful about these enthusiastic youths.

[hallowedly]

I suppose hope outlives me.

( A pause, brief. ) Would questions be gauche?

[salaryman]

I see...

[ Hm. ] No. You can ask whatever you like.

[hallowedly]

There is an 'after' me. What happens then?

[salaryman]

[ Ah.

Instead of unease slipping through the connection, it's more like interest. His thoughts flow to and fro; they settle on something first. ]

Subaru didn't say anything? I know what happens 'after' you, but that is because I'm a bit of a nosy person. Still... I wonder if I'm ruining a heartfelt conversation between the two of you by telling.

[hallowedly]

A heartfelt conversation.

[salaryman]

Poor choice of words?