[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.
... Twenty-one. Though I been twenty-one for a couple years now.
[It's surprising how genuine that look on Kagami's face seems to be... he's been nothing but facade after facade since Chipp called him out, but this? This is surprisingly nice. A stranger trusting him so much like this.
It also proves to him that Kagami's nice and pliable. Always good to know. :)
The scritches continue further, even as the server starts helping them get everything packed up in bags to take home.]
[All of this earns Kagami a wheeze of a laugh, and he roughly ruffles Kagami's hair before finally pulling away his hand. Mostly so he can put his helmet back on.]
Ain't callin' you old - you the baby, if you ask me. Gettin' wasted off of one flask of this shit. C'mon - can you stand? I'll carry ya if you need it.
[No!! The head rubs! Kagami reaches out and gives up, slowly pulling himself to his feet.]
Can I have more later? Of course I can st--
[He in fact, cannot stand for long. As soon as Kagami tries to walk, he loses his balance and stumbles, colliding right into Chipp's chest with an embarrassed giggle. Whether or not it's sincere is another question entirely.]
[Kagami faceplants into Chipp's chest, and in return, Chipp's hands are instantly at his shoulders to hold him steady. For the second, at least, because -]
Awright, fella, let's get you on home...
[- He's just as quick to reach under Kagami's arms and scoop him up, tossing him over his non-mechanic shoulder like a sack of flour. As for the leftovers? Anything Chipp can't carry in his free hand is, instead, being carried through the air via his magic. Though, Kagami might have to deal with a bit of hair static thanks to that. Just a little.]
We gotta nice couch in the living room, real soft-soft, great for nappin' through the afternoon - you okay with that?
You don't gotta prove nothin' to no one, hun. I know who I am.
[With that, he jostles Kagami a little on his shoulder - half to make the hold a bit comfier on himself, half just to fuck with the little guy.]
... Who I am is someone who ain't gonna take advantage of you bein' wasted, too. Settle yourself down, ouais? I'll get you stuff that'll sober you up real quick.
[Who said chivalry is dead? Or something like that.]
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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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I’m a little over three hundred. How old are you? It’s only fair now that you know my age~
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[It's surprising how genuine that look on Kagami's face seems to be... he's been nothing but facade after facade since Chipp called him out, but this?
This is surprisingly nice. A stranger trusting him so much like this.
It also proves to him that Kagami's nice and pliable. Always good to know. :)
The scritches continue further, even as the server starts helping them get everything packed up in bags to take home.]
You almost twice Nenett's age! You know that?
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[He does a poor job of hiding his giggles behind his palm.
He is very pliable. And very happy.]
I suppose with all my worldly exper-- Why are you pointing that out?! Are you calling me old?!
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Mostly so he can put his helmet back on.]
Ain't callin' you old - you the baby, if you ask me. Gettin' wasted off of one flask of this shit.
C'mon - can you stand? I'll carry ya if you need it.
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Can I have more later? Of course I can st--
[He in fact, cannot stand for long. As soon as Kagami tries to walk, he loses his balance and stumbles, colliding right into Chipp's chest with an embarrassed giggle. Whether or not it's sincere is another question entirely.]
Everything is moving in the best way...
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For the second, at least, because -]
Awright, fella, let's get you on home...
[- He's just as quick to reach under Kagami's arms and scoop him up, tossing him over his non-mechanic shoulder like a sack of flour.
As for the leftovers? Anything Chipp can't carry in his free hand is, instead, being carried through the air via his magic.
Though, Kagami might have to deal with a bit of hair static thanks to that. Just a little.]
We gotta nice couch in the living room, real soft-soft, great for nappin' through the afternoon - you okay with that?
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[Kagami tries to keep his eyes open, but everything spins. He ends up squeezing them shut and digging his hands into Chipp's cloak.]
Soft...soft like you? You're a big. Soft. Dumb...hot-- Did you want me to prove otherwise? That you haven't gone soft?
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I know who I am.
[With that, he jostles Kagami a little on his shoulder - half to make the hold a bit comfier on himself, half just to fuck with the little guy.]
... Who I am is someone who ain't gonna take advantage of you bein' wasted, too.
Settle yourself down, ouais? I'll get you stuff that'll sober you up real quick.
[Who said chivalry is dead? Or something like that.]
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