[ Since Malik is a huge nerd he is HERE for the new library. He almost doesn't notice Itsuki because he's more focused on books, and stops just short of running into him. ]
[shaking that malik is never sad during the first murder,]
Mu-kun. [itsuki is sad okay he liked that twink :/ but he also knows dwelling on those emotions are not really that conducive] Trying to clear your head?
[where's malik... Itsuki's going to be wandering around the carnival. He's looking at the cotton candy like he doesn't understand why it's there, that is probably because he's up in his head right now.]
[ the neat thing about rp is that i have the power to put malik wherever i want.
call it morbid curiosity, like last week, where he found himself at the medbay after the fact. he didn't expect to see anything then, and he doesn't now either, but there's just something about the grim circumstances that pulls at him.
[kelsey give me a traumatic childhood memory bongos you
VORE BUBBLE TIME!!! Itsuki holds up his hand and pats the bubble first, letting the soft red light wash over them,]
[A man is sitting on a futon, but he rises immediately when he sees you. he grins, says something along the lines of 'i thought you said you'd never see me again']
I changed my mind.
[your smile is slow and seductive, you know exactly how to play here in the place you were born.]
How about it? Would you like a nice dream?
[he opens his arms in affirmative, and you move close, holding him back.
then you feel it. something pulling at you, draining at you -- like someone's put a fist in your heart and is trying to scrape it out. it's unpleasant, but not painful, and you hold on...
the man starts shaking in your arms, you hold on, face expressionless. you don't move even as he starts hacking, coughing -- blood is spilling from his lips and from his eyes -- his ears, nose, he starts writhing but you keep holding him. it's hard for you too -- he's a grown man, and you're still a scrawny teenager, but you grab him like you've done this before.
finally, finally, he slumps over, motionless. a small orb of light flies out from his chest and enters yours, and your chest that felt so empty feels whole again.
your kimono and face and arms are covered in blood, but disgust is the only emotion you register. you grab the man's face and check his breathing, then slip a hand in his blood soaked clothes for a purse, a bag, anything worth keeping. purse in hand, you slip out the door, leaving the blood-splattered room behind you]
[ Malik tries to pat the bubble at the same time-- Not that it'd matter, because it, too, would be red. While he processes what he just saw, Itsuki gets this in return.
[Itsuki blinks rapidly as the memory fades from view. That was... Malik -- he recognized him immediately of course -- despite his age and that expression of child-like wonder on his face.
Only for it to vanish -- just like that. For a moment, he forgets that Malik had to see a memory of his own, he's trying to reorient himself back to the present. So much of his past conversations with Malik make more sense now. Art, choosing your own way, resisting tradition...
Pretty things for Itsuki to say,]
...Sorry. I shouldn't have just said what I wanted -- and pretended I knew any better.
[ malik was here to grab a bike, and honestly wasn't expecting anyone else here - rainbow road seems to elicit mixed reactions from people outside of buzen. ]
Oh, hello, Itsuki... Long time no see.
[ he not into that sappy 'oh no you shouldn't be here' crap, and he expect he got plenty of that yesterday. he raises his hand in a lil greeting though. ]
he's grateful for that -- it feels a little like guilt, like he did something wrong when all he did was end up in a very unfortunate roulette with danny, who shouldn't have been out killing at all. good thing this isn't hanahaki week anymore,]
I'm trying to. I had a really cute horse on one of those Thursday adventures... His name was 'What Is Love'.
[he can't help but grin a little, it's very ironic he knows... and it seems funnier sharing that with malik,]
I guess the random skills you get don't really carry over though.
week 0, monday, shrine
[he holds up a beautiful floral flower crown, all in shades of gray]
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[ like isn't wholly against the idea, he just doesn't understand. ]
Can't you put it on yourself?
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[he holds it out]
C'mon, Mu-kun, pretty please?
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There.
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im shrieking
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kelsey? that icon?
yeah yaywon? what about it?
it's so softe.....
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week 1, monday, library
Oh, huh. I didn't think I'd run into you here.
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Hey, Mu-kun. Do I not seem like the type or something?
[what have u assigned him as]
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[ HE JUST SAYS IT. ]
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Hm, I can't tell if that's from your powers of observation... or because of the feelings you have for me...
[the negative ones that is]
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w1, friday
malik isn't really that sad about it but he's aware that other people are. he's just kind of out here vibing, taking a walk, enjoying the air. ]
Hey, Itsuki.
[ ♫♪all around me are familiar faces, worn out places........]
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Mu-kun. [itsuki is sad okay he liked that twink :/ but he also knows dwelling on those emotions are not really that conducive] Trying to clear your head?
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Mm, a little. I don't like being trapped inside.
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Wanna head to the central node with me? I want to check on my work.
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that icons is so cute wtf
he is allowed to be cute exactly once
in each thread right....
:)
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week 1 sunday
How's your face feeling? Still stiff?
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It's fine. It's better than what happened on Saturday.
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Ah. [his onesie...] Did you see Ma-kun after? What did he say?
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week 2 friday
Does the prism just put this stuff here...?
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call it morbid curiosity, like last week, where he found himself at the medbay after the fact. he didn't expect to see anything then, and he doesn't now either, but there's just something about the grim circumstances that pulls at him.
hi, itsuki. ]
It doesn't want you to starve.
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Starve, huh? [hm] Yeah... I guess that's possible. Wouldn't be my first thought, but...
[itsuki?? he brushes one of the cones with his hand but avoids picking it up, instead he turns to look at Malik]
Taking a walk?
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week 3 tuesday
VORE BUBBLE TIME!!! Itsuki holds up his hand and pats the bubble first, letting the soft red light wash over them,]
cw: domestic abuse
They have some unpacking to do, maybe. ]
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Only for it to vanish -- just like that. For a moment, he forgets that Malik had to see a memory of his own, he's trying to reorient himself back to the present. So much of his past conversations with Malik make more sense now. Art, choosing your own way, resisting tradition...
Pretty things for Itsuki to say,]
...Sorry. I shouldn't have just said what I wanted -- and pretended I knew any better.
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week 7 monday
I wonder if I still know how to ride one...
[he'll turn as soon as he senses someone approaching, and he'll immediately wave and smile once he recognizes Malik,]
Mu-kun, hey.
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Oh, hello, Itsuki... Long time no see.
[ he not into that sappy 'oh no you shouldn't be here' crap, and he expect he got plenty of that yesterday. he raises his hand in a lil greeting though. ]
Making some new friends?
[ THE HORSE... ]
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he's grateful for that -- it feels a little like guilt, like he did something wrong when all he did was end up in a very unfortunate roulette with danny, who shouldn't have been out killing at all. good thing this isn't hanahaki week anymore,]
I'm trying to. I had a really cute horse on one of those Thursday adventures... His name was 'What Is Love'.
[he can't help but grin a little, it's very ironic he knows... and it seems funnier sharing that with malik,]
I guess the random skills you get don't really carry over though.
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