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脹相 Choso ([personal profile] gimu) wrote2024-04-01 06:21 pm
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CHARACTER NAME CHOSO
CIVILIAN NAME RYOUTOKU, NORITOSHI
TEAM REVELATION
HOUSING NUMBER 010
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-28 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you planning to order them for their severity?

But yes, fine. I suppose I can bring you those leftovers in person.
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-29 09:07 am (UTC)(link)
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. )
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-29 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
( 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.
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-30 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
( He stops patting, reaches out to pluck a cigarette from the packet with only the slightest hint of reticence. In his efforts to be more ... something it feels strange to decline. And while it's not his brand he hangs around Silco and his odious cigar fog enough that he won't be too put off. )

It's nicer than some of the other places I've taken to smoking. ( A mild comment, again unused to sharing but aiming for an easier comradery. ) When I was younger a friend and I would hide behind the trashcans at the school. I was the lookout.

( He holds the cigarette between his teeth, easy. )

Do you have a light?
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-30 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
What kind of face do I have?

( Ever so slightly amused as he ducks closer to light the end, the fall of his bangs briefly covering his eye before he straightens himself up again, sweeps them aside. )

A wicked one? ( There's the slightest hint of mischief in his gaze. This is not Geto attempting to be anything but a vague shithead. Not cruel, but not necessarily kind either. The middle ground of his morality. ) Surely all evil villains must start somewhere. Why not smoking on school property?
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-30 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
( He blinks slow like a cat, the corner of his mouth lifting ever so slightly. ) Ah.

( And then, a sniff. )

Haven't you heard I'm reformed these days? No using my pretty face to ensnare people into my evil schemes. I hardly even have mischievous ones! But it's been a while since someone called me beautiful, so I might as well take it.
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-05-31 10:20 am (UTC)(link)
Yuji likes everyone.

( And Geto cares for the boy, but he doesn't think it says very much about his character. He has changed, but he hasn't. He's just better at controlling the brutality inside of himself now. Effort being made.

But Geto is not the only one worried, so behind the plume of his cigarette smoke his gaze turns a little more pointed.
)

And how are you holding up?

( Ever so slightly strained, but!!! Isn't he trying? )
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-06-01 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
( Some part of him immediately feels like pulling away. Choso is not his responsibility, and Geto wouldn't even say they tolerated each other. And yet there's something that has him merely pulling another lungful of smoke in, quiet for a second before he speaks -. )

That's one of the more unfortunate parts of being alive. The being left behind. ( Delivered with the weight of someone who ran before he could ever feel like that again. ) But you need to keep going regardless your feelings on the matter. That means eating, resting. All those pesky mortal things that hold us back.

( It's a little pot, kettle considering Geto's usual mental state but that's fine. )
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-06-02 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
tw: vague suicidal ideation

( He can't exactly tell Choso it's just that he's a very good actor. Neither can he say it's simply because his worst was just so obvious that coasting along in all that negativity gives him the aura of someone vaguely put together. So instead he only hums. )

Because there's no alternative.

( Ash flicked away, down the side of the roof. ) I'm dead, Choso-san, there's very little hope for me. And I thought about letting something finish the job. I thought about acting out enough that there'd be no other option. It would be easy, and I would be free. But what's the point? Where's the reason for it? My own absolvement? There are still other sorcerers here, and I did not do all that I did in trying to fix the world for us to just sit by and watch the same thing happen here. I keep going because if I don't, those sacrifices would mean nothing. And you have people here who need you. You have people you want to protect, yes? That means keeping yourself alive, and fit, and fighting, because if you're not at the top of your game you will have let them down.

( The only reason he even gets out of bed in the morning is because he has to be good enough to protect his people. It doesn't matter that they don't think they're his, it doesn't matter that he's ruined things. He'll keep forcing himself into survival. He has to.

And then, abruptly.
)

I'll teach you meditation, when all of this is done. I know everyone thinks the robes were for show, but I did a good job at it.
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-06-03 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
( It catches him a little off guard, those usually narrowed eyes widening a fraction, his fingers twisting so that he can hold his cigarette away from his mouth, set his teeth to his thumbnail instead. It's strangely boyish, for all that he is still not yet thirty, and grown up far too quick. The paint flecks, he flicks it aside. )

All right, it's a deal. Mah-jong with the old ladies. Meditation.

( It's clear he feels a certain way about it, radiating a new kind of tension. It's not unpleasant, he just sometimes feels a little Sisyphean. Pressing himself against a boulder, desperate to move it. )

Once all of this is done, you can take me somewhere.
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[personal profile] gorb 2025-06-04 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
Aunties usually do.

( Love him, he means.

Whether that's the Geto of old, a young and mild-mannered teen, sweet of temperament. Or it's the cult leader persona, kind and benevolent, there to help absolve sins. He doesn't know who he'll be now. But there's a chance to find out. He leans forward, takes Choso's hand in his own warm one, mildly baffled at himself.
)

I'll try to not usurp you as favourite.
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that icon is so cute.

[personal profile] gorb 2025-06-05 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, so senbei's the reward? Mm, I might have to try very hard.

( Another laugh, this one more of a snort than anything else. He squeezes Choso's hand once, then lets go, leaning back against the rooftop to finish his cigarette. Those feline eyes narrow a little, more thoughtful as they settle on that smiling countenance. )

Do you enjoy it? Being a person?

( Not as pointed as it would be if he were being unkind. It's genuine interest. )
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gonna keep choso around like a lil tamagotchi

[personal profile] gorb 2025-06-06 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
( You.

Funny. Choso gets nudged a little more in the direction of category he keeps rainbow dragon in. Something he shouldn't like, but treats with vague fondness anyway. The turnabout question does have him hum though.
)

Not particularly. ( It's delivered with a laugh, so as to not have it too depressed. ) I was a different person with my family back home. Nobody here would say better, but I was something either way. Here it's a lot like putting on an old ill-fitting uniform. I can feel where it doesn't fit anymore. It made me angry when I first came here. The pinch of it. Now? Ai, well I just don't exactly know how to alter it. Though there have been attempts.

( A sidelong glance at his tub of leftovers. )

Maybe one day I'll wake up and I won't feel where it sticks too close.

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