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text;

[heretic_blade]

[ Sometime after this message, Ryouma will receive a suggestive photo of Izō's chest and stomach, his pecs teasingly exposed beneath a shirt held up with his teeth. The barest hint of pubic hair peeks out from the top of his underwear, a hint of what's below. ]

another one for u

text; un: gohan

[harimaya]

(Sometime after the Night Parade and when Hizen has had some time to rot in recovery,)

are you dead

audio; un: hitokiri

[heretic_blade]

[ Shortly after the night parade incident, Ryouma will get a mildly panicked phone call. ]

You better be alive or I'm gonna find your body and kill you again.

time for The Talk

[heretic_blade]

u mind if i come over right now? got something i wanna talk to u about.

privately.

text; un: hitokiri

[heretic_blade]

im back

u up?

un: gohan

[harimaya]

Oi.

(That's it. That's the text.)

post bird attacks.

[medicative]

Mr. Sakamoto, are you well?

[read: my dude, we are in it now.]

text;

[heretic_blade]

id steer clear of majima for awhile if i were u. he aint gonna play nice right now.

text, sometime before nishitani's party

[heretic_blade]

nishitanis throwing a party and i got a +1

wanna come? i mean its fuckin dangerous for u and i aint gonna be ur babysitter all night, so u dont gotta come or nothing

text; un: didnot.

[bratherine]

whys toraguma want you dead

action; you know what this is / cw: underage drinking

[bratherine]

( It's Ryouma she goes looking for once she wakes up, head pounding and nausea coming in violent waves.

... Okay, so she throws up a whole load of nothing first, and cringes at the empty bottles littering her trash heap of an apartment, but THEN she finds Ryouma. Because...

Well. Because it's kind of Ryouma's fault this fight happened, and also because the things he said last time their conversation skated in this direction were all too much like things she's thought herself, but on a grander scale.

As a testament to her hangover, when she enters his office? She uses a door. )

... Hey.

( She looks like hell. )

Voice;

[threateningly]

Sakamoto-san... Could I persuade you to pay me a late-evening visit?

[He's being formal and also he sounds vaguely raspy and tense. Hm...]

august.

[medicative]

May I ask for your assistance with something? The next day you're free and rested.

text;

[heretic_blade]

[ A message he deletes and retypes a thousand times over. It's too needy, it's too much, it's not enough.

In the end, he settles on two words. ]

u busy?

[medicative]

[so you know how they hang out and now Ryouma is allowed to come to her apartment and they probably are doing friend type things? one of those things is making sure Ryouma eats to maintain his energy and so they're probably getting something from a street stall, her walking back to hand it over, when she drops the thing she knows he'll hate.]

You can't come to the wasteland, Ryouma. When the boss tells us to go out, you need to stay in the city.