[Yeah, without being directly pressured, Ogata isn't going to go for a third... especially since apparently it hasn't properly hit yet.
What he IS going to do, though, is glare directly at Beau. He KNOWS what you're doing and he knows YOU know. You bitch. He's trying to communicate this with simply a glare.]
It seems like a pretty terrible experience so far.
she's not going to go too hard, because this is a razor-thin wire of using anaido for her own purposes, which she doesn't want to do. she does want to cuddle, though. and anaido is good at letting her, so. she stretches out slightly. ]
You can do three, but no more. [ beau fusses, handing him the joint. and then: ]
You don't ever let yourself have not terrible experiences, Ogata.
[Yeah, he's going for another hit, which he is probably going to regret later. He exhales, before letting out a laugh.]
Ah, I can't believe I never did this at home. [He might be cuddling with Beau, but he's reaching out for Ogata with his free hand.] Come on! The weed feels better if we all touch, hahaha!
But ah, hm, Anaido is making a direct offer. A request even. That makes things easier for a tsun like Ogata. That said, all he's going to do is put his hand in Anaido's, which is certainly not what Anaido wanted but hey. He does shoot Beau a slightly smug glance thought because unlike her he was ASKED for!!!]
I don’t know why you feel it necessary to warn me about Lionett’s physical abilities. [He got a first hand demonstration when she murdered him.]
Or did you both forget who it was that killed me? [Just a general reminder as he takes Anaido’s offer, scooting over to Anaido and settling up against Anaido’s arm. He’s not touching Beau but it’s hard to argue he isn’t closer. He shoots Beau a defiant look but then gets terribly distracted feeling the fabric of Anaido’s coat. Fascinating.]
[ she looks amused at the kick your legs off comment - and less so at the comment ogata makes. she takes the joint that anaido hands her and looks down at it for a second, eyes unfocused.
hm, bad.
and then she brings the joint up to her lips and takes another slow drag. haha she's fine, she just won't answer! ]
[Even though he's shifted closer, Anaido leans further against Beau, shooting the other man a somewhat unamused look.]
I'm making a rule right now which is...no mention of murder! Especially not that thing between you two which I do remember, thanks. [He reaches out with his free hand and just. Knocks against Ogata's forehead three times before letting his hand fall back to Beau's knee, giving it a reassuring squeeze.] You're a very stupid cat. Say sorry to Beau that you brought it up. I want all of us to have fun.
[So it's like this, is it!!! he straightens up when Anaido leans away from him, and seems to shift further away with each tap on his forehead. When Anaido reprimands him, he just scowls and turns away, pulling his hand away from Anaido's before raising it to smooth over his hair.
It figures. Of course Anaido would take Beau's side. He spent more time with her. I am alone nobody care me.]
Saw that one coming. [ she says idly, resting her hand on top of anaido's. she's okay. and she's not about to think too hard about what happened because she's not an asshole enough to get upset in front of the actual victim. she remembers what his face looked like, she's just, y'know.
carefully, she puts the joint out and settles down on the bed. ]
[Anaido frowns, looking between the both of them. Of course, its unfair to just tell them to move on. That's cruel. What they had to deal with was horrible. An execution, and the aftermath. A murderer, and a victim, and Anaido, stuck in the middle.]
[He makes a decisive nod. His head is already feeling a little hazy - he reaches for the hand on Ogata's head, pulling it in to give it a little kiss on the back of it.]
I don't want you to leave. Please. [And he turns back to Beau, picking up her hand and kissing it too.] And I don't want you to be upset. I want both of my friends to be happy. We're all here and alive. That's the best we can ask for.
[He smiles over at Ogata, clutching both his and Beau's hands in his.]
Besides, Ogata, if you leave, I will never get to tell you what Beau knows about who I really am. I want you both to know. It...feels strangely nice for you two to understand that.
[The best we can ask for? What's so great about being alive anyway? Overrated. Right now Ogata is really considering the merits of nonexistence.
Of course he's interested in what Anaido has to say. He's deeply curious. But he's also still very sullen, even with the hand kiss. Whatever!!! Like he cares!! He's looking away but he heard Anaido give Beau one too!!! He really has half a mind to storm off anyway, but he's starting to feel sort of dizzy so he won't... for now. But he's still not turning his head.]
Maybe I don't care to hear anything about someone who keeps calling me an idiot and expecting me to apologize to the person who killed me. Maybe I'm glad she feels bad about it and all the other murders she did. [He has some valid points but why does he have to be a dick about it?]
[ she's also hazy, and the weed makes it difficult for her to really feel how bad she feels. which is probably a good thing. she smiles a little at the kiss to the back of her hand, expression softer. ]
He didn't ask you to apologize to me about the fuckin' murder itself, dude. He asked you to apologize for bringing it up while we're all here trying to get a buzz. [ she says lazily. ] It's fine. I don't care if he does or not, Anaido. I never expected anything from him.
[ she links her fingers through anaido's. mildly: ]
I do feel bad about the murders I did. Feels like it's rotting in me. Does that make you feel better, Ogata?
...I'm sorry I call you an idiot, Ogata. Sometimes you say things and I just want to shake you, because I don't want you to sabotage yourself. I don't want to see you hurt. And I just...want you to feel good. I won't call you an idiot again.
[He sighs and closes his eyes. The haze makes things better and worse at the same time.]
I don't want anyone to apologize or fight or anything over what happened before. Goodness knows I've done terrible things myself. [A short, almost bitter laugh.] I've killed people, too. But right now, right here, I want us to have a good time. Laugh. Enjoy this moment. You're my friends, okay?
[The huffy, dismissive response Ogata was preparing to give, about how he DOESN'T care and his feelings AREN'T hurt and YES he's GLAD Beau was upset because he just hopes everyone is miserable at all times or something equally stupid and unnecessary.
But all of that goes out the window when Anaido just casually slips that admission in mid sentence. It takes a few seconds to sink in, but when it does, Ogata's head whips around to look at Anaido so fast that he loses his balance and falls backward onto the bed.]
You killed people. [Say more right now, he refuses to format this as a prober question. He is just going to lie here.]
[ beau does not seem surprised to hear this information! she hums low and curls up against anaido's side, tucking herself there. she'll let him explain, she's just going to lay here and sink into her high.
she does sort of snortlaugh a bit at ogata falling over, though. ]
[He reaches for Beau, missing her head by a wide margin, before tapping close until he manages to find her hair. Following that, he pets the top of her head, lightly. His tone is casual, light, even though what he says is nothing light at all.]
The man I really am is a serial killer. They called me "The Perforator".
[He also reaches for Ogata's head, gently patting the top of it.]
[Surprised isn't the right word. In some ways, this feels like a final piece of a puzzle clicking into place, except the whole puzzle feels a bit fuzzy and out of focus. Yes, this makes sense because.... well, he's having a hard time pulling the thoughts up. But a serial killer, huh. Not just any murderer. Man, Ogata thinks, is it weird that this isn't even the first serial killer he's met? That's probably unusual. Probably most people don't even meet one in their lives without getting killed. That's pretty funny, actually.]
Haha... well, at least you don't eat people like Ienaga. [Ogata no one knows what you're talking about. He'll get around to connecting "the Perforator" and the hole nonsense in a second, cat brain is slowing down.]
[Ogata laughs, and it starts off as his usual short clipped one, but then it just sorta... continues into something that might almost be called a giggle? Wow.]
Not by choice... Anaido, I told you about the treasure map tattooed onto a bunch of convicts? Ienaga was one of them. We both happened to be working for Hijikata. I'm just glad Kantarou was around. Otherwise, I'd have been the youngest and that damn geezer doctor would have tried to eat me instead. [He says this as if it's not a concern at all. And then he reaches out blindly, trying to grab Anaido's arm, but he just sorta limply swats at the air a few times first, then Anaido's back once, before latching onto his arm.]
Perforator, huh... [What's he perforating? That's such a weird underwhelming way to describe a murderer. Imagine a cop announcing that someone had been perforated. Cause of death? Perforation. That's ridiculous. Should he start describing shooting people in the head as perforating them? Ogata starts laughing again, an almost silent, wheezy noise.]
[ the giggle is so stupid. she misses like half of what ogata is saying about treasure map tattoos because she's distracted by ogata's dumb laugh.
she's too high for this, she literally just buries her face against anaido's shoulder and giggles, herself. what's funny? who knows. her brain has shut off. ]
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but she will take another hit herself, and then tug anaido closer so she can cuddle him. because she wants to. ]
You're gonna be face down on the floor and I'm gonna laugh.
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[And oh! He's being cuddled. That's fine. Anaido just rests his head against her, trying to reach for the joint in her hands.]
It's okay, Ogata, it just takes time! I told Beau that it was way too slow, myself.
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What he IS going to do, though, is glare directly at Beau. He KNOWS what you're doing and he knows YOU know. You bitch. He's trying to communicate this with simply a glare.]
It seems like a pretty terrible experience so far.
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she's not going to go too hard, because this is a razor-thin wire of using anaido for her own purposes, which she doesn't want to do. she does want to cuddle, though. and anaido is good at letting her, so. she stretches out slightly. ]
You can do three, but no more. [ beau fusses, handing him the joint. and then: ]
You don't ever let yourself have not terrible experiences, Ogata.
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[Yeah, he's going for another hit, which he is probably going to regret later. He exhales, before letting out a laugh.]
Ah, I can't believe I never did this at home. [He might be cuddling with Beau, but he's reaching out for Ogata with his free hand.] Come on! The weed feels better if we all touch, hahaha!
[this is not a rule for weed, anaido]
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[HUFFING AT BEAU.
But ah, hm, Anaido is making a direct offer. A request even. That makes things easier for a tsun like Ogata. That said, all he's going to do is put his hand in Anaido's, which is certainly not what Anaido wanted but hey. He does shoot Beau a slightly smug glance thought because unlike her he was ASKED for!!!]
You're making that up, Anaido.
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He's not, actually. [ beau hums. ] Touch usually feels better, but if you get any closer to me I'll kick you.
[ don't say that so cheerfully... ]
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[Nodding solemnly as he holds the joint back up to Beau. He has no idea where to put this. :(]
You can touch me all you want, though! I want your first time with weed to be a good one!
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[He got a first hand demonstration when she murdered him.]
Or did you both forget who it was that killed me?
[Just a general reminder as he takes Anaido’s offer, scooting over to Anaido and settling up against Anaido’s arm. He’s not touching Beau but it’s hard to argue he isn’t closer. He shoots Beau a defiant look but then gets terribly distracted feeling the fabric of Anaido’s coat. Fascinating.]
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hm, bad.
and then she brings the joint up to her lips and takes another slow drag. haha she's fine, she just won't answer! ]
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[Even though he's shifted closer, Anaido leans further against Beau, shooting the other man a somewhat unamused look.]
I'm making a rule right now which is...no mention of murder! Especially not that thing between you two which I do remember, thanks. [He reaches out with his free hand and just. Knocks against Ogata's forehead three times before letting his hand fall back to Beau's knee, giving it a reassuring squeeze.] You're a very stupid cat. Say sorry to Beau that you brought it up. I want all of us to have fun.
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It figures. Of course Anaido would take Beau's side. He spent more time with her. I am alone nobody care me.]
No. So you'll just have to make me leave.
[HMPH.]
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Saw that one coming. [ she says idly, resting her hand on top of anaido's. she's okay. and she's not about to think too hard about what happened because she's not an asshole enough to get upset in front of the actual victim. she remembers what his face looked like, she's just, y'know.
carefully, she puts the joint out and settles down on the bed. ]
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[He makes a decisive nod. His head is already feeling a little hazy - he reaches for the hand on Ogata's head, pulling it in to give it a little kiss on the back of it.]
I don't want you to leave. Please. [And he turns back to Beau, picking up her hand and kissing it too.] And I don't want you to be upset. I want both of my friends to be happy. We're all here and alive. That's the best we can ask for.
[He smiles over at Ogata, clutching both his and Beau's hands in his.]
Besides, Ogata, if you leave, I will never get to tell you what Beau knows about who I really am. I want you both to know. It...feels strangely nice for you two to understand that.
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Of course he's interested in what Anaido has to say. He's deeply curious. But he's also still very sullen, even with the hand kiss. Whatever!!! Like he cares!! He's looking away but he heard Anaido give Beau one too!!! He really has half a mind to storm off anyway, but he's starting to feel sort of dizzy so he won't... for now. But he's still not turning his head.]
Maybe I don't care to hear anything about someone who keeps calling me an idiot and expecting me to apologize to the person who killed me. Maybe I'm glad she feels bad about it and all the other murders she did.
[He has some valid points but why does he have to be a dick about it?]
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He didn't ask you to apologize to me about the fuckin' murder itself, dude. He asked you to apologize for bringing it up while we're all here trying to get a buzz. [ she says lazily. ] It's fine. I don't care if he does or not, Anaido. I never expected anything from him.
[ she links her fingers through anaido's. mildly: ]
I do feel bad about the murders I did. Feels like it's rotting in me. Does that make you feel better, Ogata?
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[He sighs and closes his eyes. The haze makes things better and worse at the same time.]
I don't want anyone to apologize or fight or anything over what happened before. Goodness knows I've done terrible things myself. [A short, almost bitter laugh.] I've killed people, too. But right now, right here, I want us to have a good time. Laugh. Enjoy this moment. You're my friends, okay?
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But all of that goes out the window when Anaido just casually slips that admission in mid sentence. It takes a few seconds to sink in, but when it does, Ogata's head whips around to look at Anaido so fast that he loses his balance and falls backward onto the bed.]
You killed people.
[Say more right now, he refuses to format this as a prober question. He is just going to lie here.]
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she does sort of snortlaugh a bit at ogata falling over, though. ]
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I have.
[He reaches for Beau, missing her head by a wide margin, before tapping close until he manages to find her hair. Following that, he pets the top of her head, lightly. His tone is casual, light, even though what he says is nothing light at all.]
The man I really am is a serial killer. They called me "The Perforator".
[He also reaches for Ogata's head, gently patting the top of it.]
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Haha... well, at least you don't eat people like Ienaga.
[Ogata no one knows what you're talking about. He'll get around to connecting "the Perforator" and the hole nonsense in a second, cat brain is slowing down.]
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the perforator. jesus, that's a name. she closes her eyes, and then: ]
Why am I not surprised that you know a cannibal. [ she says, so, so dryly. ]
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[Just looking at Ogata with some concern? He has?? Standards?? He's not Hannibal Lecter???????]
You hang out with some interesting people, Ogata. [Hm!] But yes. That's who I was, before I became a brilliant detective.
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Not by choice... Anaido, I told you about the treasure map tattooed onto a bunch of convicts? Ienaga was one of them. We both happened to be working for Hijikata. I'm just glad Kantarou was around. Otherwise, I'd have been the youngest and that damn geezer doctor would have tried to eat me instead.
[He says this as if it's not a concern at all. And then he reaches out blindly, trying to grab Anaido's arm, but he just sorta limply swats at the air a few times first, then Anaido's back once, before latching onto his arm.]
Perforator, huh...
[What's he perforating? That's such a weird underwhelming way to describe a murderer. Imagine a cop announcing that someone had been perforated. Cause of death? Perforation. That's ridiculous. Should he start describing shooting people in the head as perforating them? Ogata starts laughing again, an almost silent, wheezy noise.]
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she's too high for this, she literally just buries her face against anaido's shoulder and giggles, herself. what's funny? who knows. her brain has shut off. ]
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