[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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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.

[caren explains fate]

[sexorcism]

He asked me, too.

[But she's an adult, so she just said they could fight later.] You shouldn't go out of your way to defend me, but I'm probably a more obvious target than you.

But what you said about spirits isn't correct. We are dead, but we aren't like Assassin. Assassin is the spirit of a man notorious by name in history. Even before we ... came here, he was a spirit, waiting for a chance to fight for the Holy Grail.

thanks professor caren

[doublesmall]

Before we died, you mean.

[it is what it is, phrasing it differently doesn't change anything. something about it just rubs him the wrong way, a bit.

chuuya considers that for a moment, but-- really, it brings up more questions than answers.]

So he just... died again, somehow? If he's that notorious, who the hell is he-- and what do you mean, a chance to fight for the Grail? That's real where you're from too, huh?

1/2

[sexorcism]

[She'll call it what it is from now on.]

He has forgotten his True Name. If we were alive, anyone who knew it would have an advantage over him, but I don't know if that'll be of any used to us in a situation like this. [Then she shrugs.]

I'm just supposed to be an observer of those matters, anyway. [Caren Two-Servants: I'm not going to use these.]

this isn't a shitpost i'm leaving this here 2/2

[sexorcism]

[Caren starts walking in circles across the rooftop, around Chuuya, while she talks.]