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WHAT in person
WHERE anywhere
WHEN day 106

[ all around town there are little origami animals with sticky notes on them that say 'pick me up and learn about me'

— which, if you do pick them up then you'll gain one of those animal traits. Maybe fox ears, sparrow wings, so forth and so on. It'll only last for a few hours . . . but do be careful about picking up too many. Do you really want 17 pairs of ears on your head. . .? ]

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[cannonbeauty]

[Cat ears! All sleek, black and happily perked up ]

These are fun! Let’s find another to try!

[selfidentitytheft]

[rocking a jumbo pair of fennec fox ears]

Right? I think I saw someone get wings off a bird one, I gotta try that out.

[cannonbeauty]

My, what big ears you have! Wings would be great to try out!

Have you ever flown before?

[selfidentitytheft]

All the better to hear you with~

And nah, never! I mean, I've been in planes, but. Think one of these could actually get me a pair big enough to try with?

[cannonbeauty]

I imagine speaking too loudly would be painful, though. They’re bigger than mine.

We’ll just have to find a paper figure of a large winged animal, like a wyvern or a griffin.

[ which are totally real animals in her world, so /handwaves]

[rulesbyheart]

[There is a guy cosplaying James Sunderland, wearing sunglasses and carrying a broken wine bottle. he's studying an origami cat very intently but pointedly not touching it.]

This is new.

[divasterous]

Ears.

[holding an origami fox. has twitchy white fox ears. hm.]

[rulesbyheart]

Indeed.

[takes off the sunglasses and puts them in a jacket pocket]

Can you move them?

[divasterous]

I think so . . .?

[focusing hard. the ears twitch and flick]

Yes!

[rulesbyheart]

Hmm.

[v. seriously reaches over to pet them. this is science]

[selfidentitytheft]

[sporting a giant pair of fennec fox ears]

You gonna try it out?

[rulesbyheart]

[immediately ignoring the origami in favor of this new guy's giant ears]

Yes.

[and stepping over to pet said ears]

[selfidentitytheft]

[they're sooo big and sooo fluffy]

Not what I meant, but hey, I'm into it.

[rulesbyheart]

[look, he has priorities]

They're very soft. Are they new?

[selfidentitytheft]

[snapping a dozen selfies of himself with a giant pair of fennec fox ears]

Nice nice nice. I am digging this satellite dish look.

[flamingprick]

[So he's already got some cat-ish features, but now he's also sporting bunny ears.]

...huh.

[He's eyeing the other origami pieces now. Maybe he can become the ULTIMATE LIFEFORM???]

[takehisheadoff]

[ Dazai's been a tiny bit MIA but now you can find him at the bar. He has already had quite a lot to drink at this time, evidenced by how he's slouching and the number of glasses to his right side.

His left hand is a mess. There's a curved plastic and metal kind of brace that holds all four fingers still and bandages over that to keep them still. It seems, someone broke those four fingers. His thumb is fine tho so it's fine.

It's more obvious exactly what kind of fucked his fingers could be because the index finger on his right hand is sorely fucked and also not bandaged. It's an ugly purple and yellow and bent at an odd angle. Very clearly broken and then either set against a hard surface and bent even further or twisted, something... but it's fine, as Dazai knocks back another shot of whiskey. ]

[leaveshishaton]

[so how long can chuuya go without neurotically starting to check in on Dazai

well the answer is about three days, but he didn't see dazai the day prior, and that's not surprising, he didn't look hard, he passed by the bar, maybe a couple of times, wandered through the park, looked into a few garbage cans, mostly as a joke to himself.

Dazai was probably drinking in his own room, or someone else's.

the fact that Dazai never calls him is equal parts a relief and another layer to his anxiety. a call would probably mean a suicide threat which would mean he had fallen pretty hard, but no call means...? He's fine? That he doesn't need Chuuya? That he's found a distraction? That he's just hurting himself alone somewhere?

There's a lot of possibilities and Chuuya thinks about most of them. a lot. for 2.5 of the 4 days since they last talked.

so it's a genuine relief when he sees dazai drinking, not really a surprise when he sees his hand is broken

and those feels last for about five seconds while he stares at Dazai's back before he skips into anger and frustration]


What the hell, Dazai.

[takehisheadoff]

[ there's a brief delay, like it took longer for Chuuya's voice to hit him and then ]

— Chuuya~ good morning.

[leaveshishaton]

Don't 'Good morning~' me, you have some fucking nerve not talking to me when you were the one who was a prick to begin with.

[cw_suicide]

[there are 3 bars and yet, Dazai still prefers this one.

which is why he just kind of. stares at the injuries like.

unsurprised.

but also.

trying to think when he last fucked himself up on purpose and actually coming up with a blank aside from heart shenanigans. huh. weird.

anyway, taking double's drink for himself now.]

[takehisheadoff]

[ . . . turns to him sort of after a delay ]

Mine.

[cw_suicide]

Empty.

[shows him once he's done downing it]

[beginningofwisdom]

[curiously examining an origami sparrow, without touching it]

Curious...I can hardly see a reason to complain of the variety, if nothing else can be said.

[deicider]

[Sniper is petting their own ears, a pair of ermine ears contrasting starkly with their own dark hair.]

They're so soft!

[Mesmerized.]