[PCs] team trust no bitch aka team hat aka chuuya & caren

[doublesmall]

[but is it really team hat if only caren has one, though? that's the real question here.

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(there is age difference ship content here but nothing nsfw)]

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[doublesmall]

Good. We're just getting started.

[he has to wonder, though-- she hasn't actually said she wants to win, and while she doesn't sound like she's going to just give up...

it might come a bit out of nowhere, but after a brief moment of silence chuuya asks-]

-Caren. You do want to live again, right?

[opportunities like this would only be given to people who'll pursue them, or so he wants to think, but then there was that woman who was against playing the game. maybe they're not, after all.]

[sexorcism]

[She doesn't have to ask what he means when he says they're just getting started. She's not stupid, and the words of the Assassin-class Servant are recent in her mind.]

...

[It's a real, weighty pause.]

It matters less to me than you'd think. But I've been told I need to rail against the system more often, and I wouldn't put my needs in front of yours.

[doublesmall]

[that pause-- well. gives him pause, and chuuya looks a little uncertain when she gives her answer.

'matters less than you'd think' isn't highly reassuring, but neither is it 'doesn't matter at all'. he'll have to go with that for now.]

...yeah, alright. As long as you're not going to up and decide you want to die for real, I've dealt with that more than enough.

did you cw for self-harm when you linked this? otherwise i'll do it now

[sexorcism]

That won't be a problem.

[Asking too many questions is outside of her normal style. She doesn't really care to pry so explicitly. But things have been strange enough that being an observer has been harder.

Caren lifts the arm he'd practiced healing on, the one she'd had to unbandage to cut open.]

So, this...? [He'd asked about it before.] It was from your experience.

i forgot so thank you

[doublesmall]

Yeah. My old partner was that way. Kept talking about how he wanted to die-- if he were here, I don't think he'd care about winning at all. Probably screw me over just because he thought it was funny.

[there's a good deal more anger in chuuya's tone, here, like he physically cannot mention him without his blood pressure rising. that's probably true.

a moment later, though, he breathes out a laugh without much humor to it.]

But he's still alive, and here I am instead. How's that for irony?

thumbs up

[sexorcism]

It sounds as though he was inconsiderate of others. [Maybe he really wanted to die, but it seems selfish to her.]

But that's exactly it, Chuuya Nakahara. You are here, and he is not.

[Is she trying to say something kind and calm him down? It could be, if he can sense something in her voice.]

[doublesmall]

He was an asshole and a waste of bandages, yeah. [understatement, coming from chuuya.] But- guess this just means I ended up more successful than him.

[that certainly is a way to look at it, sure,

he shakes his head, though, looking back to her.]

I told you, it's Chuuya. And speaking of being here... I ought to warn you there's someone here who knows me. An enemy of mine, when we were both alive.

[sexorcism]

Really? And not the Assassin-class Servant? He certainly talked as if he did.

[doublesmall]

The- what, that 'Assassin' guy? Yeah, we met, but he didn't mention anything about being someone's servant...

['met'. technically, it isn't wrong, he just doesn't want to tell her he lost a fight already.]

The one I'm talking about is Edogawa Ranpo. Short guy, black hair, glasses, insufferable little shit.

[sexorcism]

I imagine he isn't anyone's at the moment. You made an impression on him.

[She also doesn't disclose exactly that the impression was or what Assassin said about him.]

I see. Edogawa... What an interesting name. Do you see him as a substantial threat?

[doublesmall]

[that gets an uncertain look, but- he'll ask more about that in a minute, he's definitely going to want to know what that guy's been saying.

for the moment, though:]

Not a physical threat, he wouldn't be able to beat me in a fight. There's two problems with him: he's a detective where we're from, and he knows I'm from the mafia.

[and so does caren, now.]

[sexorcism]

[So she does.]

So you have killed before - and probably killed many. [Somehow she knew already, even without talking about it to him and others.]

I'll keep it in mind. With your background, it's possible he'll "put the heat on you," isn't it?

[doublesmall]

Something like that, yeah. It'll make me a convenient target to try to pin things on-- and it's not like we got along back there, either.

[little shit trapped him in a book and chuuya is still angry.]

...on the other hand, it means I have the right skillset to make sure we win. You're not wrong, I've got a pretty high body count by now.

[sexorcism]

If you rush into that strategy without any consideration, you're going to validate his suspicions.

[Her voice is cautionary.]

We shouldn't open a door before it should be opened.

[doublesmall]

Don't worry, alright? I'm not just going to run off and start stabbing everyone I come across.

[but, uh, about that. chuuya pauses for a second.]

Might've come close with one, though.

[FAILED STEP ONE.]

[sexorcism]

Of course, murder should still be a sin. [She pauses, sighs.] But I'll deal with the weight of that later. But you already know it'd be unwise to confirm anyone's suspicions immediately.

[Does he, though? She regrets saying that like, a second later.]

... I beg your pardon?

[doublesmall]

You mentioned I made an impression on that Assassin guy, didn't you.

[he's just... laying back on the roof, arms folded behind his head, not looking at caren.]

He called me a moron, so I pulled him down off a vending machine and tried to punch him-- he wanted a fight and he got one, yeah?

[this is what you're going to have to deal with and I'm so sorry]

[sexorcism]

[oh god

Yeah, he's so casual about it, she can tell that that it's normal for him, but the lack of eye contact makes her decide to push the issue.]

Do you have a bad temper you haven't yet told me about, Chuuya Nakahara?

[doublesmall]

My temper is just fine. Anyone would react to some shirtless bastard trying to pick a fight.

[so, the short answer here is 'yes'.]

[sexorcism]

I wouldn't pick a fight with that one, no matter how angry he makes you.

Of course, I can't stop you, but an Assassin by nature is someone who was particularly skilled at killing in life.

[people die when they are killed]

[doublesmall]

What else would they be called assassins for, huh...

[but for all that he sounds dismissive at first-

chuuya breathes out a sigh a moment later, shaking his head.]

I figured that much out when he won. I'm the best martial artist the mafia's got, I shouldn't be that easy to beat, but-- ah, shit, maybe I was just thrown off from not having my ability.

[he has to salvage some pride about it, here.]

[sexorcism]

It's more than that. Immense skill, skill enough to be immortalized.

But if you'd like to argue that you're simply out of practice, we can say that.

[Too bad Chuuya's lying down so he can't see her shit-eating demon of a smirk.]

[doublesmall]

It's true, isn't it...

[he assumes the smirk is there, honestly, he's used to that being the case... thanks a lot, dazai.

he does roll on to his side to face her, there.]

You sound like you know this guy, though. What do you mean, immortalized?

[sexorcism]

[Looks like Chuuya might be taking first sleep, so Caren stays upright just to keep herself charged.]

I've never met him. But I do know his kind - that is, Heroic Spirits.

It'll mean he has a strong reason for leaving this place alive, so he could be hostile.

[stop

fighting

shinshin.]

[doublesmall]

We're all spirits here, aren't we...? He doesn't seem especially heroic, either.

[i'm so sorry but caren's gonna have to give him some more detail on that part]

You're not wrong about the hostility, though, he seemed awfully eager to fight.