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.
[... Yeah, sure, why not - Chipp holds his hand out for Kagami to take. And do what? He has no idea.]
Toldja. If ya like it so much, maybe I'll give you a bottle. But I'd have to bring ya back to the house, 'course... might do that anyway, just so you got somewhere safe to crash.
[He figures it's probably the safest choice if he can't get Kagami's apartment number out of him - plus, it's not like the others would mind. (Considering "the others" are Shigeru, Nenonen, and Kenta, anyway.)]
[The scritches continue! Even as Kagami rolls into his hand more.]
Hun, I don't bottom and I'd wreck you as a top. It'd be irresponsible of me to give you a chance at random even if you was sober. Take you at least a few days of workin' up there, I promise you that.
[sorry if anyone expected chipp to have any shame whatsoever]
... You done eatin'? Think I'll ask to get all this wrapped up and take you back to the house. I'm surprised you still conscious - you drink weird, supernatural stuff on the regular?
[Chipp's quiet for a moment, half-staring at Kagami as he waves for a server to come over and help with that whole wrapping up thing - But the scratches continue regardless.]
How old are you, hun? Don't gotta be specific - you can gimme a range, 'long as you're honest about it.
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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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[Kagami mumbles, staring at his hands in awe.]
My apartment number— [He stops. Gasps and points at the air.] Chipp, I can see words! They’re colors. Your name is a golden color…
I like this. [He giggles and reaches for the Grim Reaper’s metal hand.]
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Chipp holds his hand out for Kagami to take. And do what? He has no idea.]
Toldja. If ya like it so much, maybe I'll give you a bottle.
But I'd have to bring ya back to the house, 'course... might do that anyway, just so you got somewhere safe to crash.
[He figures it's probably the safest choice if he can't get Kagami's apartment number out of him - plus, it's not like the others would mind.
(Considering "the others" are Shigeru, Nenonen, and Kenta, anyway.)]
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And he flops down, resting his face on Chipp’s hand while peering up at him with an idiotic smile.]
I get to sleep together at your place? [He’s not subtle.] Can I see the wall of husbands in 3D?
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[That's a far more genuine sentiment, this time. And to match, Chipp can't quite help reaching out to ruffle Kagami's hair with his free hand.]
Ain't gonna be my place-my place. Just the house.
I live in the shed, me; Nenett might getta kick outta seein' you asleep in their bed, though!
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Don't stop. Kagami leans into Chipp's hand, looking saddened and deep in thought.]
...Would you sleep together in the shed? [Or--] We could surprise Nenonen!!
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You tryna get lucky with me? Is that what I'm hearin'?
Maybe I shouldn't have let you had that drink...
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Maaaybe? Do you think I’m lucky today?
What do you mean? This drink is delightful and you should let me have more—
[He stops. Reaches up and swats at the colorful sounds he’s hallucinating.]
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Hun, I don't bottom and I'd wreck you as a top. It'd be irresponsible of me to give you a chance at random even if you was sober.
Take you at least a few days of workin' up there, I promise you that.
[sorry if anyone expected chipp to have any shame whatsoever]
... You done eatin'? Think I'll ask to get all this wrapped up and take you back to the house.
I'm surprised you still conscious - you drink weird, supernatural stuff on the regular?
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Mn…? Do I get to eat more later? [He smiles coyly.] I might. I’m surprised I’m not dead yet!
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[Chipp's quiet for a moment, half-staring at Kagami as he waves for a server to come over and help with that whole wrapping up thing -
But the scratches continue regardless.]
How old are you, hun?
Don't gotta be specific - you can gimme a range, 'long as you're honest about it.
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