quietmounds | (no subject)

Why would you-- he's... supposed to be important to you.

[ shrugs ]

It might be interesting.

[ it's a blatant lie but he feels like he can't stand up straight anymore either even though he's doing it just fine. the noise in his head won't stop and it's either kill odasaku or kill himself really. ]

...are you going to ask someone else to 'remove me' because 'it might be interesting' next?

[it's not. exactly an accusation but it's not a joke either. he's honestly sort of asking in that 'i literally don't understand' kind of way]

[ laughs, again, but it's short and rough and really mostly he just wants to make it stop. ]

You're not him.

Yeah, you've said.

[okay i see we can't have a conversation when you're like this.

time to drag back to apartment]

[ that's fine, he's fine actually just swinging between kind of unhinged and also dead to the world so you know. ]

[once they are into the elevator just.

slams him into the elevator wall, hard

it's not an angry action it's very precise]

[ stares at Chuuya. He’s swung back to dead to the world so he’s just still and blank ]

[i mean that's better than laughing hysterically about murdering Oda i'm pretty used to that one]

You won't feel any better if he dies.

Edited 2018-03-13 20:38 (UTC)

. . . [ doesn't reply to that but swings his hand so he can try to chuuya's face with the sort of heel of his hand, of the one with fewer broken fingers ]

[lbr Chuuya could stop that blow easily but he lets it connect, head turning with the blow but not seeming to be really impacted]

Haah? You don't want to hear that? Because the first time he died you handled it so well?

Me or him.

[ just you know. what needs to end. ]

You're both going to live, deal with it.

[drags into the apartment]

[ ok

stumbles a little, more because he can't get his feet to obey him ]

[pushes him down onto couch and goes to get some alcohol]

[ grips his own hands, well, as best as he can, just leveraging pressure across his fingers but he can barely feel it anyway. ]

[returns a second later with a bottle and a glass and]

--Don't break them again!

[ looks up at him just like

what did you expect. and just keeps putting pressure on them. ]

[his hands are full so just

kicks him in the face]

[ wow

his head snaps to the side and he does let go of his hands just. slouches on the couch, silent though. ]

[...exhales and then sits down next to him and pours a glass but leaves it on the table for now]

Maybe it's time you fucking talked to me about Oda.

[ or

not ]

[well

fine

kicks his shoes off and leans against Dazai and just waits]

[ just kind of slow motion draws his knees up to his chest so he can rest his arms on his knees and his chin on his arms ]

[shifts, a little, and gives Dazai more space and thinks about not having idea what to do for this]