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CURSE

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CHARACTER NAME

CHOSO

CIVILIAN NAME

RYOUTOKU, NORITOSHI

TEAM

REVELATION

HOUSING NUMBER

010

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Comments

[gimu]

you need a hobby
i’ll take you to the cat onsen if you don’t

[gorb]

I have hobbies.

[gimu]

practicing your creepy speeches in the mirror isn’t a hobby

[gorb]

I play video games, I read, I train. Sometimes I paint my nails.

Those are hobbies.

[gimu]

show me your nails

[gorb]

( ... Choso asked for it.

It's a picture, Geto holding one hand up, the only nail on show the one on his middle finger. It's painted a very light blue. A little shimmery. )

What do you think?

1/2

[gimu]

[ it takes him a moment, actually, since most of his attention is spent scrutinizing the colour, the shape, the lay of the paint. ]

not a colour i expected on you

[gimu]

[ another glance, as if to confirm his certainty on this colour match.

wait.

wait a sec. ]

nyeh

[gorb]

( Mentally doing this 🥰🥰🥰🥰 )

You don't think it suits me?

[gimu]

[ pouting, he’s pouting as loudly as a facial expression can go. 😠 ]

something more purple

[gorb]

To match my eyes? Hm.

I like blue.

( You know, for reasons. )

[gimu]

[ that’s gay, laddie ]

blue is

[ unnerving. eerie. inhuman. monstrous. ]

weird but ok

[gorb]

I'll make sure to ask your opinion next time.

( No. )

[gimu]

i have a lot of them
but it’s a pain to impart
so no
bother yuji with it when we get him back

[gorb]

Why a pain?

[gimu]

i don’t care about giving them

[ unless, apparently, it’s geto. ]

but also because you’re going to wear blue anyway
like some kind of weirdo

[gorb]

Add it to my list of crimes.

( It will be purple the next time he sees Choso. )

[gimu]

you’ll run out of space eventually


do you smoke?

[gorb]

Sometimes.

Rover-san told me to cut back but then she left, so. Are you allowed to smoke?

( On account of being an infant who doesn't chew. )

[gimu]

see? another crime on your board.
i smoke when i want to
and i want to right now

do you want to?

[gorb]

Are you planning to order them for their severity?

But yes, fine. I suppose I can bring you those leftovers in person.

[gimu]

i could, but against which rubric? humanity gets confused about things like crime.


the roof is a good place. the monks don’t climb up that high past a certain hour.

[gorb]

It's not precisely in the vows, no.

I'll meet you up there in fifteen.

( He's using the stingray to get up there though, so he's not climbing either. )

[gimu]

[ how promising, despite everything.

fifteen minutes later finds choso on yonder rooftop, settling into some little niche amongst the tiles that has evidently served as The Break Area, if the battered cans filled with old and new cigarette butts are any indication. he starts off the time-honoured ritual of adding to the pile by striking a battered little match, a tiny pinprick of light like a guiding beacon for wayward sorcerers and their improbable stingrays. ]

[gorb]

( He comes like the most foul of disney princesses, legs crossed as he sits astride the back of his curse. It brings him to hover nearby Choso, his gaze keen as it settles on him. Without a word, Geto leans over to hand the still warm box of his leftovers, and then he climbs down, joining him on the rooftop. )

Is this where you spend your time?

( The stingray hovers for a moment then vanishes again, Geto humming as he starts to pat down his own pockets. )

It's quiet.