[Kagami hides his face, muffling his snickers and complete lack of fear of Chipp.]
You're so soft! And a poor judge of character. And I would eat anything Nenonen cooks, that sounds delicious. You're like a big, silly puppy, but luckily for you I do care about them! And I would do anything to make sure they're happy and safe.
Ain't that poor a judge. I can tell you a piece of shit who likes pissin' people off 'cause you think it's funny. Prolly got sticky fingers, too. Kids like you always do.
I just don't care. All that matters to me is that you make Nenett happy.
[It's at about this point that a server makes her way to their table, politely setting all the food in front of them both - It really is mostly for Kagami, but Chipp's gotten himself a coffee and a pair of powdered pastries regardless.]
[- It's only once she's gone again, though, that Chipp bothers to take off his helmet. So he'll even be able to eat in the first place. Even though that LED screen of his had a smile on it, his actual face does not. And his voice has nothing to it to match - When he speaks, it's coldly monotone.
(That's what the helmet's for, after all. To do everything he can't.)]
Funny you thinkin' of me like a puppy, though. Folks back in the land of the livin' used to call me the Watchdog.
There you go, assuming my age again. You shouldn't talk that way to someone who could be your elder.
[But that doesn't stop Kagami from smiling blithely when the waitress appears with all his food. A burger, a side of loaded fries, another side of mac and cheese, a sundae with sprinkles and soda--
Before he can dig in, Chipp has removed his helmet. Kagami "oohs" as obnoxiously as possible, leaning over the table for a better look.]
Even if you older than me, I'm still gonna call you a kid. If ya don't like it, stop actin' like a kid.
[Sorry, Kagami... this applies to everyone, though. Even people back home get this treatment. That helmet's getting placed in the seat beside him, though, so he can at least start with that coffee.]
To be honest, I dunno 'zactly what they meant by it. Watchdog of the people, I guess. I got rid of a lotta stains in society - law enforcement hated me for it.
Nenett's got a book on the whole thing if you care about it.
[Well, plate of pancakes on the way!! Chipp also seems unbothered by that request - even taking up the table's dripper full of maple syrup and putting it in front of Kagami.]
Naw. No magic involved - just a good ol' biased biography written by a lucky journalist who got to see me 'fore the state put me down like a dog.
[a lot of people keep forgetting to tell Kagami they're dead, huh]
... Lotta my targets were the uppity-ups who had the funds to keep the law off their backs. Folks who could pay their way through the system and get away with some real nasty shit. Somethin' tells me you get what I mean 'bout it.
[He doesn't know how to deal with that??? That just makes him want to be more petty! He dips his fries in mac and cheese while plotting his revenge. Maybe another dessert.]
Oh dear. And since you targeted some useless humans that were deemed 'important' by some equally useless standards, that's what put a target on your back and the drive in the law to actually do something about it. Am I wrong?
[He doesn't look sad hearing that Chipp is dead, just...very weary.]
I might have a bit of an idea~ It's a good thing we aren't from the same world, I may have had to actually worry in that case! ...Does Nenonen know?
[Sir, he runs an auto-and-appliance repair service at top dollar in the district where people aren't allowed to just dump these things wherever they want, he can afford the revenge dessert!!!]
Not wrong in the least. But I doubt you woulda ended up in my sights, even if we were from the same world. I don't care about shit like thieves or whatever. I'm not lookin' to punish just anyone.
[Hi, yeah, he's gonna follow that up with stealing a fry.]
... Nenett does know, though. 'Course they know. I ain't gonna get into anything with anyone without bein' upfront about it. Whole house knows.
[A beat.]
'Scept Kenta. I think. He just too damn soft to get somethin' like that.
T_T right why can't they just magically appear when we want them
Hun, I can tell you right now that you ain't the kinda guy I'd go for. That soul o' yours ain't that ugly.
[And he means it - Even if he can't tell that Kagami's an animal spirit, the soul of any creature like that is always gonna be cleaner than the sort of people he targets.]
As for the rest... that is Kenta, yeah. Poor kid; I help him 'round the house a lot. And Nenett's handlin' it better than you'd expect. Understands what I did and the sorta implications - don't condone my actions, but they understand'em.
...
They know about anything you done? If you got such an impressive resume, I mean.
I can. Comes part'n'parcel with bein' one of the folks who collects'em. Didn't wanna point it out at first 'cause I thought it'd be awkward - But I don't mind tellin' ya now that I know you just as weird as me.
You got a weird bunch of colors all up in there.
[Everyone's souls have colors, after all!! Chipp's got a shitty range when it comes to sensing them, but he's honed in pretty good at reading them.]
... Bit hypocritical of ya, huh? Gettin' all fussy 'bout whether or not Nenett knows what I done, but you think they don't deserve to know what you did any. You plannin' to get close to'em? Ain't right to keep them in the dark.
[It's such a small change - so small that the only one who could really spot it is, ironically, Nenonen - but hearing that? Chipp's face actually softens. Though he hides the not-really-a-smile with the edge of his coffee mug, as if he's about to take a sip.]
[That earns him a little sigh, and Chipp puts his coffee to the side. ... Just so he can pull a flask off his belt and add whatever's in it to his coffee, of course.]
On one hand, yeah, 'course I do. On the other, no, I really don't.
There were some where it was kinda excitin'. Got to hunt down a dogfighter on his own land once, fed'im to his own starved pooches - that got my heart poundin', sure. But it ain't like I liked doin' it.
[And now he's gonna dunk one of his pastries in that coffee of his.]
Don't get me wrong! Real fun now, as a Grim Reaper. Knowin' they'll be back, and they'll be pissed, and I'll get the fight of my life - that's real fun.
Just don't feel right when you can see'em realize that's the end for'em, though.
[Kagami’s eyes light up seeing the flask and he cheers up, reaching for it.]
Good. The world is a somewhat less shitty place. Regardless of how much you beat yourself up over it, the end result is still the same. People lose their lives.
[- Chipp's hand stops Kagami's, not by grabbing it, but by cover the flask with all its metal claws.]
I did what I did because I hated livin' in a world where that was the result, but there weren't any other choice for a stupid kid like me. I ain't happy about it. I didn't wanna do it.
But sometimes you run into a wall, and that is the only way over.
[...
And now, he'll push that flask Kagami's way.]
Careful how much of this you drink. It ain't a drink for normal folks. Too much and you'll see shit.
Kagami stares despondently at the covered flask, eating a fry while he digests Chipp’s words.]
That’s how it tends to go for a lot of humans. You’re stuck in a shitty situation, and someone else benefits from it. Sounds like you found a solution, even if it wasn’t an ideal one. But I haven’t heard of many becoming Grim Reapers…how’d that happen for you?
[Everything is better!!!
Sitting back up, he takes the flask—]
Yes, I understand.
[—And completely disregards Chipp’s warning, downing as much as he can at once.]
[... Welp. Chipp's not gonna stop him - he's got more of this stuff at home, thanks to an ill-planned use of a Wishing Star. (AKA, he's got a crate in his shed full of bottles of this stuff.)
But right away, even without any of it hitting his stomach, Kagami's gonna feel the world start to go... a little fuzzy. Maybe a little more colorful? Chipp just rolls his eyes.]
We dunno how people end up Grim Reapers. Gotta whole plane of existence full of'em, since there so many humans dyin' all the time. But we dunno how we got there.
Enjoy whatever fucked up shit you're gonna go through now that you chugged that, by the way. You heard of synesthesia? That's a side effect. Fingers 'n toes might go numb, too.
[Yeah, Chipp knew this was gonna happen. God, the look on Kagami's face tells him everything he wants to know - poor thing is gonna end up absolutely zooted. Which is, of course, hilarious to him.]
Hate to tell ya, but everything's 3D. You live in 3D. You're 3D.
Quick, 'fore that brain o' yours turns into puddin' - what's your apartment number? Gotta know where to take you back when you pass the fuck out.
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[Kagami hides his face, muffling his snickers and complete lack of fear of Chipp.]
You're so soft! And a poor judge of character. And I would eat anything Nenonen cooks, that sounds delicious. You're like a big, silly puppy, but luckily for you I do care about them! And I would do anything to make sure they're happy and safe.
Anything. Literally anything.
1/2; yet againnn
Prolly got sticky fingers, too. Kids like you always do.
I just don't care. All that matters to me is that you make Nenett happy.
[It's at about this point that a server makes her way to their table, politely setting all the food in front of them both -
It really is mostly for Kagami, but Chipp's gotten himself a coffee and a pair of powdered pastries regardless.]
2/2;
Even though that LED screen of his had a smile on it, his actual face does not. And his voice has nothing to it to match -
When he speaks, it's coldly monotone.
(That's what the helmet's for, after all. To do everything he can't.)]
Funny you thinkin' of me like a puppy, though. Folks back in the land of the livin' used to call me the Watchdog.
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[But that doesn't stop Kagami from smiling blithely when the waitress appears with all his food. A burger, a side of loaded fries, another side of mac and cheese, a sundae with sprinkles and soda--
Before he can dig in, Chipp has removed his helmet. Kagami "oohs" as obnoxiously as possible, leaning over the table for a better look.]
That wasn't your face?! Watchdog of what, hm?
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If ya don't like it, stop actin' like a kid.
[Sorry, Kagami... this applies to everyone, though. Even people back home get this treatment.
That helmet's getting placed in the seat beside him, though, so he can at least start with that coffee.]
To be honest, I dunno 'zactly what they meant by it. Watchdog of the people, I guess.
I got rid of a lotta stains in society - law enforcement hated me for it.
Nenett's got a book on the whole thing if you care about it.
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[Kagami tries to get the waitress's attention to ask for a plate of pancakes.]
No real loss there! Law enforcement are pretty useless. Is it some kind of weird magic books that captured your memories or something to that effect?
... i need more helmetless icons
Naw. No magic involved - just a good ol' biased biography written by a lucky journalist who got to see me 'fore the state put me down like a dog.
[a lot of people keep forgetting to tell Kagami they're dead, huh]
... Lotta my targets were the uppity-ups who had the funds to keep the law off their backs. Folks who could pay their way through the system and get away with some real nasty shit.
Somethin' tells me you get what I mean 'bout it.
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Oh dear. And since you targeted some useless humans that were deemed 'important' by some equally useless standards, that's what put a target on your back and the drive in the law to actually do something about it. Am I wrong?
[He doesn't look sad hearing that Chipp is dead, just...very weary.]
I might have a bit of an idea~ It's a good thing we aren't from the same world, I may have had to actually worry in that case! ...Does Nenonen know?
why must icons be so hard 🥺
Not wrong in the least. But I doubt you woulda ended up in my sights, even if we were from the same world.
I don't care about shit like thieves or whatever. I'm not lookin' to punish just anyone.
[Hi, yeah, he's gonna follow that up with stealing a fry.]
... Nenett does know, though. 'Course they know.
I ain't gonna get into anything with anyone without bein' upfront about it.
Whole house knows.
[A beat.]
'Scept Kenta. I think. He just too damn soft to get somethin' like that.
T_T right why can't they just magically appear when we want them
I'm not just a thief, or whatever. I happen to have an impressive resume and background!
Kenta is the short cute one who looks frail enough that a swift breeze would knock him over? [...] How are they handling it?
if only i had such a power!!!!
That soul o' yours ain't that ugly.
[And he means it -
Even if he can't tell that Kagami's an animal spirit, the soul of any creature like that is always gonna be cleaner than the sort of people he targets.]
As for the rest... that is Kenta, yeah. Poor kid; I help him 'round the house a lot.
And Nenett's handlin' it better than you'd expect. Understands what I did and the sorta implications - don't condone my actions, but they understand'em.
...
They know about anything you done? If you got such an impressive resume, I mean.
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[He starts shoveling more food in his mouth. Not bothered. Not him.]
And you being ah...not alive? Have they accepted that?
Oops. I guess I forgot to mention that! [He laughs, but it's artificial, and he sobers up.] What good would it do to burden them with that?
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But I don't mind tellin' ya now that I know you just as weird as me.
You got a weird bunch of colors all up in there.
[Everyone's souls have colors, after all!! Chipp's got a shitty range when it comes to sensing them, but he's honed in pretty good at reading them.]
... Bit hypocritical of ya, huh? Gettin' all fussy 'bout whether or not Nenett knows what I done, but you think they don't deserve to know what you did any.
You plannin' to get close to'em? Ain't right to keep them in the dark.
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Are you certain that helmet of yours hasn’t simply distorted your vision?
Oh, we’re already super close! [He just. Stops talking. His eyes widen as he fully realizes what he just said.] …Crap. We’re already close.
I care about Nenonen. …What do I do?!
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Though he hides the not-really-a-smile with the edge of his coffee mug, as if he's about to take a sip.]
Just tell'em.
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If only it were that easy.
[Kagami laments, burying his face in his hands.]
I might have. Kinda. Almost tried to end reality.
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[To that, Chipp just shrugs.]
So? Ain't like it was their reality -
And dependin' on your reasons, they may even think you in the right.
'Less you were just doin' it for fun...?
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[He goes monotone.
And then he’s back to his normal saccharine act.]
Well, some of it was fun though! It was fun to kill some of those assholes. You understand, don’t you?
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On one hand, yeah, 'course I do.
On the other, no, I really don't.
There were some where it was kinda excitin'. Got to hunt down a dogfighter on his own land once, fed'im to his own starved pooches - that got my heart poundin', sure.
But it ain't like I liked doin' it.
[And now he's gonna dunk one of his pastries in that coffee of his.]
Don't get me wrong! Real fun now, as a Grim Reaper.
Knowin' they'll be back, and they'll be pissed, and I'll get the fight of my life - that's real fun.
Just don't feel right when you can see'em realize that's the end for'em, though.
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Good. The world is a somewhat less shitty place. Regardless of how much you beat yourself up over it, the end result is still the same. People lose their lives.
…You might as well enjoy it.
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I did what I did because I hated livin' in a world where that was the result, but there weren't any other choice for a stupid kid like me.
I ain't happy about it. I didn't wanna do it.
But sometimes you run into a wall, and that is the only way over.
[...
And now, he'll push that flask Kagami's way.]
Careful how much of this you drink. It ain't a drink for normal folks.
Too much and you'll see shit.
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Kagami stares despondently at the covered flask, eating a fry while he digests Chipp’s words.]
That’s how it tends to go for a lot of humans. You’re stuck in a shitty situation, and someone else benefits from it. Sounds like you found a solution, even if it wasn’t an ideal one. But I haven’t heard of many becoming Grim Reapers…how’d that happen for you?
[Everything is better!!!
Sitting back up, he takes the flask—]
Yes, I understand.
[—And completely disregards Chipp’s warning, downing as much as he can at once.]
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(AKA, he's got a crate in his shed full of bottles of this stuff.)
But right away, even without any of it hitting his stomach, Kagami's gonna feel the world start to go... a little fuzzy. Maybe a little more colorful?
Chipp just rolls his eyes.]
We dunno how people end up Grim Reapers. Gotta whole plane of existence full of'em, since there so many humans dyin' all the time.
But we dunno how we got there.
Enjoy whatever fucked up shit you're gonna go through now that you chugged that, by the way.
You heard of synesthesia? That's a side effect. Fingers 'n toes might go numb, too.
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[His sentence stays unfinished, as now he’s much more interested in staring at Chipp.]
Chipp-kun! You’re so bright and colorful…! Like 3d?
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[Yeah, Chipp knew this was gonna happen. God, the look on Kagami's face tells him everything he wants to know - poor thing is gonna end up absolutely zooted.
Which is, of course, hilarious to him.]
Hate to tell ya, but everything's 3D. You live in 3D. You're 3D.
Quick, 'fore that brain o' yours turns into puddin' - what's your apartment number?
Gotta know where to take you back when you pass the fuck out.
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