Look, Tamamo and Grune refused to hand them over as evidence because you labeled them as being for Saturday, and then they fed me one. Then Higekiri got a hold of them.
[It was chaos and it was terrible and he was suffering. He might have missed him while it went on.]
Ah-- the options? Am I being censored. Tell me if you hear static: we've been given some choices by the demons for the ending of our story. One of the options is if we, the dead, stay behind and become demons, while those left alive go home. We've decided we don't like any of them, so we're going to try writing our own ending, and I'm gonna cast a Wish on it. The goal is, uh, we're all on the alive side when the dust is settled. We do that ritual, with the dildo and the heart, and we all go home.
We're working on it over here, too, so... hold on for now. We'll try to make sure you aren't stuck over there much longer-- I don't know about anyone else, but I've been away from home too long since the first fucking week.
I'll, uh, wait then. Just a few days. Then we gotta try.
[He nods, but he's sinking into his seat a little further, the Glamour fading a bit as he concentrates on other things - arms crossed tightly across his chest.]
What if it doesn't work? Or goes wrong? Or I make it worse?
...look, I don't know how exactly you think you'll make things worse and apparently I can't really ask, but-- as long as we all make it back, I'm calling it good. If there's anything you guys can do to help over there, I'm trusting you to do whatever it takes.
[getting back is literally all he wants in life right now, okay.
but he shifts out of his seat, moving over to perch on the arm of taako's chair.]
It'll be fine. We've put too much into this for it not to be-- fuck, we've lost too many of you guys for it not to work out in the end. I know I've been a little dubious about the whole thing before, but... I don't want to consider it turning out differently at this point.
[I'm pretty sure I forgot in this thread but he sure does have WWX's hair ribbon wrapped around his left wrist and I hate it.
Meanwhile, he probably knows distractions well enough, but he's not going to say anything about it. He's already said what he wanted Taako to hear, they don't have to discuss that part.]
Hizamaru's a good guy, but a little too much of one for me, most of the time.
Wei Wuxian. Taller than me, long black hair, too much energy for his own good?
[It's fine because WWX deserves this... Chuuya honestly sounds a little more amused than offended. That's probably just because he likes Taako enough, though.]
If you're fishing, you know that's incentive for me not to say it.
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[It was chaos and it was terrible and he was suffering. He might have missed him while it went on.]
Your what? I didn't catch that last part.
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[He nods, but he's sinking into his seat a little further, the Glamour fading a bit as he concentrates on other things - arms crossed tightly across his chest.]
What if it doesn't work? Or goes wrong? Or I make it worse?
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[getting back is literally all he wants in life right now, okay.
but he shifts out of his seat, moving over to perch on the arm of taako's chair.]
It'll be fine. We've put too much into this for it not to be-- fuck, we've lost too many of you guys for it not to work out in the end. I know I've been a little dubious about the whole thing before, but... I don't want to consider it turning out differently at this point.
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[Shooting a grin up at him. Because he's tall for once?]
I mean, worst that happens is we die again horribly, right? Or get tortured for eternity. Or my magic nuke blows up directly in my face.
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[he snorts a laugh, though, shaking his head. hard to say which of those three things got censored, or if that was all he didn't hear.
and while he's right here, chuuya just... drapes an arm around his shoulders and leans on him a little.]
I'm not going to say I trust all of you guys over there, because honestly, I don't-- but I do trust a few of you enough for it to count.
stubbornly continues to tag!!!! just try and stop me!!!!!!!
God I hope I'm not included on that list. That's way too much pressure.
backtags are forever when you're dead
[he hums a brief, pleased note, apparently satisfied with their current arrangement. it's a nice distraction.]
You, Izuminokami, and Hizamaru. Not that I don't think any of the others could merit it, but you're the ones I'm sure of.
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[Stop. Is this just to distract from the hard emotional labor of having to carry someone's trust? Probably.]
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[I'm pretty sure I forgot in this thread but he sure does have WWX's hair ribbon wrapped around his left wrist and I hate it.
Meanwhile, he probably knows distractions well enough, but he's not going to say anything about it. He's already said what he wanted Taako to hear, they don't have to discuss that part.]
Hizamaru's a good guy, but a little too much of one for me, most of the time.
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[It's week 6, Taako. Learn some people's goddamn names.]
Also that was clearly fishing for you to tell me I'm the favorite.
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[It's fine because WWX deserves this... Chuuya honestly sounds a little more amused than offended. That's probably just because he likes Taako enough, though.]
If you're fishing, you know that's incentive for me not to say it.
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[Or it's just a Bit.]
You have to be nice to me, I'm dead. That's why I've held four of my own funerals.
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[chuuya you're a cheater and came back more than once.]
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[That isn't a nice way to ask for compliments?]
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[But he's just reaching over to idly mess with Taako's hair, twirling a lock of it around a finger.]
You look damn good for being dead, though.
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Oh! Yeah-- [Shooting finger guns! Confetti comes out.] I got my magic back. Perks of the Living Dead.
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[the confetti gets a grin out of him-- he'll just clear the office later, it's fine.]
You looked good before too, for the record.