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@kurotanei,     what are you even talking about?  listen,  kid.    [   he settles into his seat,    ]    you're better off asking matsunaga himself.  i’m not equipped or experienced to handle   ..that sort of stuff.  (i don’t want to talk about that).

@serpentiss  you’re not even a father..  if i wanted some alpha wolf shit i would’ve  went on YouTube or something.  you suck. 

@kurotanei,    didn't say i'd be the best father figure for you.  

@cuntastrophe,       `    you're not?  well,  i'd expect nothing less.    [    chinna offering herself up as that beacon had lost it's touch years ago.  there was no cure to dustukhia's anxiety,  his worries like a dirty rag being swallowed whole.  a harsh taste falling prey on his tongue,  and his expression wrenches for a moment as his stomach turns.  dustukhia doesn't move,  in fact the mentor stands strong to offer that support for her to lean on.  it reminds him on how it used to be,  chinna on his left while vincenzo on his right.  however,  this time there was an empty space beside him,  left cold and unmarked.    ]    you're funny,  i doubt a family is at the top of their priority list,  and that's if he can find somebody.  stop being stupid ——-    you'd think from your absence,  you'd learn to grow a brain cell or two before returning.    `    [    finger rises,  flicking her forehead with his eyes narrowing.  a bit of judgment in his coal—shaded irises.    ]    `    the books said that they thought he died too.  little did they know,  that son of a bitch was in that legend's very own son.  who would of thought?  what if it was me that was next.  or someone close —-     it would be funny    (not).

@serpentiss you’re being paranoid, [she has to stand up again, be that ‘beacon of reassurance’. rocks, dirt and other microscopic pieces of debris are dusted off the flesh of her palms, the large pebbles leaving small red indents within them.  she strolled over slowly,  letting out a low whistle before reaching, her arm on her shoulder and her weight pressed all the way in to his side, like he was some wall]     hidora has been dead for thousands of years,  they have nowhere to go without there head.   if anything, i say that evil spirit is just trying to get employed or somethin' maybe start a family..  build an arby’s here..     go to mexicoooo…..  what?        

@cuntastrophe,       ``     i was joking too.    [    no he wasn't.  the two knew each other well,  and it would be a rare case where he would ever lie to the other.  a scoff escaping,  eyes close.    ]    i know,  but can't help but feel like there's somethin' bigger brewing.  i need to find out what.  then kill that stupid spirit,  it's grating on my nerves,  chinna.

@cuntastrophe,    ``  that’s surprising.  i would have thought you’d have stacks upon stacks of fries waiting in the freezer.    [     a teasing grin strays onto his lips,  leaning into the desk as his head tilts.  lollipop resting in between his teeth before taking it out with the stick rested in his index and middle finger.    ]    i’ll pay.

@serpentiss   [as if they were aching for it,   her arm stretched out,      pulling the plate of his leftover fries  and shoving three at a time into her mouth]       this is /so/ good..     i haven’t had fries this amazing since..        [a shrug]  last week? 

@cuntastrophe,    it's all yours.  go for it.

@cuntastrophe,       `    because we're not in highschool anymore.    [    perhaps it was dustukhia that was the problem.  his lack of care for his relationships,  the bonds that he created all from highschool has built up to this point.  apathy,  an emotion that this man knew well.  it wasn't like it was some news,  humanity didn't come naturally for dust.  matsunaga had to force common sense,  and kindness into him.  mould him into what people would describe as a normal person,  or else he'd probably be dead by now if he was still the same as he was before.    ]    taken?  by who,  i'm surprised that some lump of shit would take on an idiot like you.    [    a scoff follows,  head cocked towards the side as he discards the cigarette.  it's relief subsiding and it didn't do much anymore in the end.    ]    don't know.  been debating on leaving since forever,  or     ..more like ten years ago.  guess i got attached,  it’s what i know.  so i'll keep doing it until the day i die.  i'm one of their best right now,  after all.      ..i always have been.  guess in some twisted way,  i  /have/   to be here.    `       [    perhaps he should take a dig at her as well.    ]    ——-    i've got to babysit too.  kid and everything.

@serpentiss why wouldn’t i?  [and she regrets how her initial statement was just for fun,  by the way his eyes—however dark still glistened with hope (or just shock).  her head went back, and her eyes fell shut.  furrowing her brows just a bit]    those times don’t count.    plus i’m taken.   [    she was far from it,  it just  felt like something funny to say.  that chinna fuyuka was ‘taken’  and not (still) being  reckless even within her own age.    truly,  she was just existing now,  breaking the skin of her knuckles time and time again just to say she was doing something with herself.       it takes the mentioning of their friend for her to sober up a bit,  and that relaxed state of here is suddenly uncomfortable.  her arms draw in and cross over her chest,  as does her legs pulling back to lay flat on the floor]    ..  why are you still here?  [she wouldn’t blame him if he did,  she was expecting he’d do the same anyway.  leave and never come back——or leave for seven years then come visit like she was doing right now..  she hasn’t spoken to vincenzo since graduation and wasn’t sure if she wanted to,     it was that guilt deep within that was eating at her ego.  and she’d rather keep that ego safe than face her mistakes head on] 

@cuntastrophe,     ``    did you really?    [    it was surprising,  and his eyebrow quirks up as if her words were foreign to him.  in some retrospect,  it really was.  she missed him?  really?  and dustukhia has forgotten where he had gotten such a bad habit,  but he's pulling out a cigarette and a lighter.  mouth empty and needed something to keep it busy.  the cigar placed in between his lips before blowing out a ring of smoke,  he's quiet for a moment.    ]    it's hard not to.  you would do the same,  you have done the same.    [    a knowing glance,  dark irises trail away from her.  a bitter look,  and a sigh follows.  it's always like this,  a slight push and pull between the two of them.  one that makes his stomach twist into a knot,  he's disgusted.  just what did he feel?    ]    not at all.  i'm shocked you came back,  vincenzo made it clear that he wasn’t going to.

@carnalvice     *    No u

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            visage:     IVAN  FROM  ALIENSTAGE,   YOSHIDA  FROM  CHAINSAWMAN.

@kurotanei,      ``    i know you enough.  you don't know me,  yet here you are.  strung by some string and following me around.    [    a sneer,  judging the smaller one between the two.  standing tall and his hands are shoved into his pockets,    ]     nobody is blaming you for anything,  and nobody is asking you to be like me.    [    dustukhia kneels,  arms rested against his knees as he stares.  a roll of his eyes,  were children always this pathetic?  was he like this?    ]    i don't want a child to begin with,  but you're my responsibility and matsunaga placed you under my care.  you can hate it and throw a tantrum like all kids do.  you're seventeen,  get a grip.  you really expect to get somewhere with that anger of yours?  tough luck.  your second mission will be in months if you continue this.  take my advice,  you need it.  and stop bein’ so god damn nosey you little brat.    [    a sigh,  heavy as it was.  all of this because he wouldn't disclose what he was doing?  they're not family,  so why does it feel like it.    ] 
            
            ``    i'm killing someone.  that's all there is to it.

@serpentiss   you don’t even know me..  [ and he’d be damned if he didn’t want to keep it that way.   he didn’t like being around the other apprentices and he didn’t like making friends.     he didn’t like being left out with things either but you reap what you’ve sowed apparently]    and i don’t need your whole origin story!  [he throws his hands out at his sides,  talking with his hands like he always did when he was agitated ]       it’s not my fault you were home schooled or whatever the hell it’s called.   that has  /nothing/ to do with me.    you think we’re so alike but we’re not——-      if you want a son so damn bad go make one..   ‘cause it ain’t me. 

@kurotanei,      [    a subtle hint of red tinges his eyes,  the air shifts between them from the statement.  he's leaning in,  and there's a looming presence besides dustukhia who chooses to tower over sojiro.  perhaps to instill fear into him.  of course,  it probably does nothing.    ]    because you don't know what it’s like.  you're still young,  you should be able to enjoy things.  i never got to go out to the park like you even now.  i was holed up,  i didn’t even know what the outside was like until fourteen.  it was an entire mess,  this field is a mess.  i want better for you,  and that’s not meant to be cheesy.

@divaura,       a haircut.  maybe,    [    his own fingers sink into dark tresses,  pulling back to see how each strand falls in—between them.  an annoyed look formed on his face as he watches her,    ]    did you come here just to get praised?  or did you need something.

@serpentiss you’re always napping.. just like how i’m always eating! only difference is that eating makes me stronger.  [her hands reach up, connecting her fingers together and placing them behind her head, crossing one leg over the other while her foot tapped against the mattress]    you need a haircut 

@divaura,       [    a groan leaves his lips,  a hand going to lightly massage the space which she shoved him in.  like some wounded dog,  his eyes open to look at her with a deep frown.  a silent note of his displeasure from her actions,    ]    congratulations,  i'm so happy for you.  did you have to do it while i was trying to take a nap? 

@duodiva,       no one is dropping anybody on the middle of a busy highway.  i would rather drop myself in one than to do that to you.    [    he muses,  dark irises falling back to the red bike.    ]    let's pull it into the trunk,  let's go ——

@serpentiss  [slowly..  dramatcally.. fuyuka can only fall to her knees.    you’d think someone close to her died the way she cried over this red bike───the dent wasnt all that bad, somewhat..   the paint was chipped and it WAS visible if you stared at it long enough.. but it wasn’t unfixable ]          hey,  dutsukhia..  why don’t you..         just drop me in the middle of a busy highway, huh?      

@duodiva,        [    a hand goes to touch the scratch,  index finger sliding on the rather deep cut.  a pause is taken,  observing more closely before a rather exasperated sigh escapes.    ]    we'll go to the dealer and have it checked out.  alright?  it'll be fine,  relax.