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[metousiosis]

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[whoistheother]

You have a house now?

[metousiosis]

Don't you?

[whoistheother]

Of course.

It wouldn't be right for Kazuki otherwise. And Yuya-chan.

[metousiosis]

Kazuki. That is the name, correct?

Didn't seem to like the other.

action;

[icingkills]

[There are three cartons of cigarettes sitting sedately opposite the refrigerator. No explanation given for their presence.]

action;

[metousiosis]

[ The cigarettes.... well, they're not quite the right brand. Seishirou examines them for the longest time-- not the right brand at all, and not, certainly, one of his own purchases. Then again, he hadn't really had the time for that purchase just yet. It left one thing.

Not that it was a surprise. He smiled a bit-- the initial meeting had given so many clues away, and really, his new acquaintance could afford more discretion. More discretion, though, to tear down, pull back, and destroy. Which begged the question; Why is it those discretions were needed in the first place?

But, one down. ]

A house-warming gift...?

Re: action;

[icingkills]

[ Footsteps. Deliberately loud enough to be heard. November could be stealthy, if only he wanted to. ]

Mine, I'm afraid.

action;

[metousiosis]

[ Oh. Oh, well. That's more stealth than he anticipated, but all the same, intriguing. Still smiling, that ever-present smile, the one Subaru had seemed to hate-- and holding up one of the cartons demonstratively. ]

Afraid?

[ Of course, he looked again, setting the carton down-- it was great material with which to mock the owner. ]

But you shouldn't be afraid of death.

[ And yes, simply because of the temptation-- simply because of the specific requirements-- click. And the smoke puffed up from that lighter, and he exhaled. ]

Should you?

[knaveswitness]

If you needed a chocolatier, you ought to have asked me~

[metousiosis]

Oh? There are more than one?

[knaveswitness]

Many more.

[metousiosis]

And you have a favorite?

[slighted_stains]

No. I don't know.

Don't ask me these things.

[metousiosis]

Why?

1/2

[slighted_stains]

[Because you couldn't be bothered to even change a shirt, and you're back to old tricks, and that's unpredictable and unforgivable.]

[slighted_stains]

Forgive me. I'll look.

[moresake]

Survival does not have to be difficult.

[ She is sure you will make it difficult anyway. Probably for other people. ]

[metousiosis]

Oh? But you'd know best, perhaps.

[ so hey. wassup. you smell magical. ]

[moresake]

I have been here a while, Seishirou-san.

[Oh yes, let's just get off on the right foot. The one where I top.]

[metousiosis]

I'm certain you have. Yuuko-chan, you've died, too?

[ I'm sorry, did I hear you say 'I top'? ]