[ he's not going to answer properly until he's fixed his hair, huffs. maybe he's pouting a little when he does. chuuya knows by now that appearances are important to him! ]
No, I'm not. Isn't that why you chose me? [ did chuuya even make that decision? he's just assuming. ] But I imagine I'll have a lot more free time now than I know what to do with.
...I take it you've already found someone else to help you?
[i was reminded i lost this notif... rip the good boys!!
but chuuya just laughs as he fixes his hair-- yes, he knows, but that's exactly why he chose to tease this way.]
Your hair looks just as good a little messed up, don't worry. Especially against a pillow.
[he has to be This Way, unfortunately.]
...I don't know if I can tell you much about what's going on, but you don't have to worry too much about us. We'll make sure things get done-- and you'll always be welcome here if you have too much extra time.
[ jeez. he's not arguing the point - of course he still looks good, even when his hair's a bit messy? he always does - but kanesan will very pointedly wait until he's done fixing it to continue the conversation. ]
I thought that would be the case. [ it was worth asking about anyway. ] That doesn't mean I won't think about it - there's no way for us to know what's going on, you know. But I won't ask.
[ hard as that may be... ]
Will you tell me about your world instead, Chuuya?
[he looks slightly surprised at the question? but chuuya considers a moment before he stands, gesturing for kanesan to join him as he walks over to stand at the window.
the city spreads out below them until it reaches the sea, which stretches out to the horizon.]
This is home. Yokohama. My organization controls the underworld here.
[ he'll follow, pausing only when he hears the name. ]
Yokohama... I've been here once, but it wasn't like this.
[ there's a note of sorrow, faint but still present, in his voice as kanesan takes in the city. whether it's for whatever's changed, or something else, he doesn't explain. instead he opts for a wry smile. ]
The underworld, eh? So if things were different, we'd be on opposite sides of the battlefield.
-hah, yeah. We probably would be-- though I guess the Mafia's been known to work with the law when we absolutely have to. The enemy of my enemy, and all... besides, where would we do business if we let the city get destroyed?
[whether this would count or not, it's good to be on the same side here, honestly.
he doesn't miss that sorrowful note in kanesan's voice, either, pausing for a moment before he asks-]
Mm, I could see Hijikata choosing to work with an organization like yours, if he had to... as long as you didn't support the Reformists, of course. He was known for doing what was necessary to support the Shinsengumi's cause, even if it wasn't considered honorable by others.
[ it takes a moment for him to respond to the question, smile fading as his expression turns thoughtful. ]
It wasn't as bright, for one. The port had just opened about ten years before I was forged, so it was still much smaller than this. We didn’t stay long, though, so there wasn’t a chance to see much of it, anyway.
[he peers out the window, his expression thoughtful. he's never really thought about how it must have looked back then-- chuuya's only ever known it as the city it is now.]
I mean, I knew it had to be built at some point, but I've never looked into it-- I've always been more concerned with the Yokohama I know than how it used to be.
[ that's a difficult thing to explain to a human, however, so kanesan moves on. why would chuuya want to know those details, anyway? ]
Our country was on the verge of being reforged by the time I was even born, so I can't say it's unexpected. But it is... strange, to see how much things have changed from the world I knew.
[ he shakes his head. ]
Time moves on no matter what, so there's no use in dwelling on things like that.
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[a little ruffle of kanesan's hair, there, before he steps back and settles back into his own seat.]
But I never expected anything less from you-- you're not the type to just sit back if there's something you can do, are you?
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[ he's not going to answer properly until he's fixed his hair, huffs. maybe he's pouting a little when he does. chuuya knows by now that appearances are important to him! ]
No, I'm not. Isn't that why you chose me? [ did chuuya even make that decision? he's just assuming. ] But I imagine I'll have a lot more free time now than I know what to do with.
...I take it you've already found someone else to help you?
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but chuuya just laughs as he fixes his hair-- yes, he knows, but that's exactly why he chose to tease this way.]
Your hair looks just as good a little messed up, don't worry. Especially against a pillow.
[he has to be This Way, unfortunately.]
...I don't know if I can tell you much about what's going on, but you don't have to worry too much about us. We'll make sure things get done-- and you'll always be welcome here if you have too much extra time.
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[ jeez. he's not arguing the point - of course he still looks good, even when his hair's a bit messy? he always does - but kanesan will very pointedly wait until he's done fixing it to continue the conversation. ]
I thought that would be the case. [ it was worth asking about anyway. ] That doesn't mean I won't think about it - there's no way for us to know what's going on, you know. But I won't ask.
[ hard as that may be... ]
Will you tell me about your world instead, Chuuya?
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[he looks slightly surprised at the question? but chuuya considers a moment before he stands, gesturing for kanesan to join him as he walks over to stand at the window.
the city spreads out below them until it reaches the sea, which stretches out to the horizon.]
This is home. Yokohama. My organization controls the underworld here.
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Yokohama... I've been here once, but it wasn't like this.
[ there's a note of sorrow, faint but still present, in his voice as kanesan takes in the city. whether it's for whatever's changed, or something else, he doesn't explain. instead he opts for a wry smile. ]
The underworld, eh? So if things were different, we'd be on opposite sides of the battlefield.
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[whether this would count or not, it's good to be on the same side here, honestly.
he doesn't miss that sorrowful note in kanesan's voice, either, pausing for a moment before he asks-]
What was it like for you?
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[ it takes a moment for him to respond to the question, smile fading as his expression turns thoughtful. ]
It wasn't as bright, for one. The port had just opened about ten years before I was forged, so it was still much smaller than this. We didn’t stay long, though, so there wasn’t a chance to see much of it, anyway.
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[he peers out the window, his expression thoughtful. he's never really thought about how it must have looked back then-- chuuya's only ever known it as the city it is now.]
I mean, I knew it had to be built at some point, but I've never looked into it-- I've always been more concerned with the Yokohama I know than how it used to be.
[a hum, and-]
How's it feel, seeing things grow like that?
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[ that's a difficult thing to explain to a human, however, so kanesan moves on. why would chuuya want to know those details, anyway? ]
Our country was on the verge of being reforged by the time I was even born, so I can't say it's unexpected. But it is... strange, to see how much things have changed from the world I knew.
[ he shakes his head. ]
Time moves on no matter what, so there's no use in dwelling on things like that.