And I'm sure he was emotionally charged and probably not exactly aware, so... [ it must have been a shit show, especially to those watching. poor hurricane. ]
Of the people there that were able to bargain, I was the only one she approached seriously. But regardless, what's done is done. And like I told King, I have no regrets about it.
The only thing to do now is distribute what we've learned and try to see if I can somehow make this work in our favor.
[ since he's gone back to staring at the notes again he notices something he had kind of glazed over earlier, the game tower, and since that's relevant to something he's planning on doing... whelp. he manages to keep his expression neutral, but the fact that this stupid thing is a demon is something he'll bring up when he talks to everybody. again. and just fuck. his chest starts to glow faintly as blood seeps through the cracks of the puzzle. stupid tell. stupid feels. ]
[ brings his legs onto the cube to hold against his chest. ] ...earlier, you at least heard about all of that stuff from everybody, right? About what happened during that [ makes a vague hand motion. ] trip. It's not in here for reasons you already explained, but three of us couldn't talk about it and I don't know what you may or may not have heard from the other two. Me and King had done some stuff prior to meeting up with those three, and then we kept splitting up in to groups to do this and that and... you probably got the jist already. [ he's sure there hasn't been anything intensity hasn't heard that he could say. ] Nevermind.
I'm going to go. If what you said was true, and I'm sure it absolutely is, then something else is wrong with me. [ he bristles, wings fluffing up a bit as he tightens his grip on his legs. ] I just... don't know what it is yet... [ which is kind of terrifying. ]
[ he starts ticking things off his hand. ] I have the blood tattoo scar [ just shakes his head as one finger goes up. ] thing. Four wings. [ a second finger goes up. ] A third, glowing eye on my forehead. [ and a third finger goes up. ] My right eye is a bit different, though because it's still purple it's not exactly obvious. [ a fourth finger goes up. ] And I noticed when I bleed a lot I smell like some sort of flower. [ the fifth and final finger goes up. ] All of which happened before the fight, so I'm not entirely sure what she could have possibly done to me and I'm not looking forward to finding out. [ sighs, bonking his head on his knees once, twice, three times... yeah, he's not going to stop. fuck this. ]
[ nods his head against his intensity's hand, since it's still there? and then gently moves it away so he can move off the cube and get to his feet. ]
I have a bunch of other things on my mind anyway. [ he glances down at the notes again, his chest tightening. ugh. ] And I think Wednesday might be gone. But thanks, for this. [ turns robotically toward the door, because like hell he wants to cry in front of intensity. ]
I don't think so. Her profile is still but... she's one of those people capable of lighting up an entire room, and having her here, especially now, would have just been nice. It sucks.
[ straightens up and draws in a slow, even breath. he’s thankful he does have something else to focus on, even if it did involve her and isn’t the most ‘happy’ thing in the world. ] If this is everything I’ll see you around. [ waves with the notes and heads for the door. ]
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The only thing to do now is distribute what we've learned and try to see if I can somehow make this work in our favor.
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Not yet.
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[ since he's gone back to staring at the notes again he notices something he had kind of glazed over earlier, the game tower, and since that's relevant to something he's planning on doing... whelp. he manages to keep his expression neutral, but the fact that this stupid thing is a demon is something he'll bring up when he talks to everybody. again. and just fuck. his chest starts to glow faintly as blood seeps through the cracks of the puzzle. stupid tell. stupid feels. ]
[ brings his legs onto the cube to hold against his chest. ] ...earlier, you at least heard about all of that stuff from everybody, right? About what happened during that [ makes a vague hand motion. ] trip. It's not in here for reasons you already explained, but three of us couldn't talk about it and I don't know what you may or may not have heard from the other two. Me and King had done some stuff prior to meeting up with those three, and then we kept splitting up in to groups to do this and that and... you probably got the jist already. [ he's sure there hasn't been anything intensity hasn't heard that he could say. ] Nevermind.
I'm going to go. If what you said was true, and I'm sure it absolutely is, then something else is wrong with me. [ he bristles, wings fluffing up a bit as he tightens his grip on his legs. ] I just... don't know what it is yet... [ which is kind of terrifying. ]
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...
[Though that last bit gives him pause]
The blood and the wings were all before the fight, yes? So there has to be some other equivalent exchange involved in order to get back your head.
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[ he starts ticking things off his hand. ] I have the blood tattoo scar [ just shakes his head as one finger goes up. ] thing. Four wings. [ a second finger goes up. ] A third, glowing eye on my forehead. [ and a third finger goes up. ] My right eye is a bit different, though because it's still purple it's not exactly obvious. [ a fourth finger goes up. ] And I noticed when I bleed a lot I smell like some sort of flower. [ the fifth and final finger goes up. ] All of which happened before the fight, so I'm not entirely sure what she could have possibly done to me and I'm not looking forward to finding out. [ sighs, bonking his head on his knees once, twice, three times... yeah, he's not going to stop. fuck this. ]
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I have a bunch of other things on my mind anyway. [ he glances down at the notes again, his chest tightening. ugh. ] And I think Wednesday might be gone. But thanks, for this. [ turns robotically toward the door, because like hell he wants to cry in front of intensity. ]
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Permanent transfer?
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Then distract yourself with what you can do for her when she gets back.
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[ straightens up and draws in a slow, even breath. he’s thankful he does have something else to focus on, even if it did involve her and isn’t the most ‘happy’ thing in the world. ] If this is everything I’ll see you around. [ waves with the notes and heads for the door. ]
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Yugi, are you okay? He doesn't think so. But also he has like 0 spare fucks to give at the moment. So just...
Oh wait]
One more thing.
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And what’s that?
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...
So how much did you walk away with?
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About half a dozen bottles. It pays to be quick. [ leans against the back and stares at the floor. ]
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At least sometimes it does.
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And it only took 83 days.
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