osamu "vodka aunt" dazai (
nullificates) wrote in
expiationlogs2023-09-22 10:53 pm
(after event chill out lil mingle) let's understand it
(cw depression)
(he hasn't exactly been doing great - much to the opposite. he spent the week in bed, he hasn't taken care of himself whatsoever, and he's exhausted. either way, it hardly matters how he feels, does it ever?
so. let's go. a text message arrives to everyone's charms and tablets, and it reads:)
this is, you guessed it, osamu dazai. it's been a week since that stupid maze, so here is what we have:
1. i need copious amounts of alcohol and food. i'll bring some to the beach in 30, i suggest we all do the same.
2. i'd like to hear what your experiences were. it's important for data building - we have a few detectives in this place, some smartpants, and some go-getters. we need to take advantage of our only resource, which is ourselves. meet me at the beach, or send me anonymously. i don't care about your shit per se.
see you, or don't see you.
many words that mean absolutely nothing here,
dazai.
(to those that come to the beach, they'll see several cocktail possibilities laid in front of dazai, as well as a good number of the food they serve in lupin - mixed nuts, pistachio, cheese tables, chocolate, dried figs, potato chips, chicken snacks, boiled sausage, asparagus with sauces, and dried fruit. a bonfire warms his hands in the chilly breeze of the night - this feels awfully needed.)
(he hasn't exactly been doing great - much to the opposite. he spent the week in bed, he hasn't taken care of himself whatsoever, and he's exhausted. either way, it hardly matters how he feels, does it ever?
so. let's go. a text message arrives to everyone's charms and tablets, and it reads:)
this is, you guessed it, osamu dazai. it's been a week since that stupid maze, so here is what we have:
1. i need copious amounts of alcohol and food. i'll bring some to the beach in 30, i suggest we all do the same.
2. i'd like to hear what your experiences were. it's important for data building - we have a few detectives in this place, some smartpants, and some go-getters. we need to take advantage of our only resource, which is ourselves. meet me at the beach, or send me anonymously. i don't care about your shit per se.
see you, or don't see you.
many words that mean absolutely nothing here,
dazai.
(to those that come to the beach, they'll see several cocktail possibilities laid in front of dazai, as well as a good number of the food they serve in lupin - mixed nuts, pistachio, cheese tables, chocolate, dried figs, potato chips, chicken snacks, boiled sausage, asparagus with sauces, and dried fruit. a bonfire warms his hands in the chilly breeze of the night - this feels awfully needed.)

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........
Scott finds himself turning his head just slightly, so that he can hide his flustered look. Kotone kind of kissed him at the maze? But they're still friends and stuff. They haven't talked since then.]
W-we're friends and everything. Really good friends. [He wants to be more than friends, but it's Complicated.]
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(please, kiddo, he knows better.)
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Seriously, we're just friends. It's not like you and your Russian friend.
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(DAZAI PLEASE.)
Ok, sure.
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he catches the end of that conversation. ]
Dazai tends to not exaggerate how close he is to his Russian friends, as well as miniminize how deeply he had to fight that running urge.
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But as Fyodor pops into view, Scott scrambles to straighten up and put some distance between him and Dazai, mostly because he doesn't want to look uncool by seeking comfort and everything!! He's a totally independent teenager and all that.]
Oh, hey. [He greets, because despite how much he's sort of heard about him, this is the first time they spoke? He did see him those months ago with Dazai, but still not talking.] Uhh, Fyodor, right?
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(honey, not in front of the children, don't snitch on him like that!! the child even stepped away, look!! he's even going to tap the space in front of them, so fyodor can sit.)
Fy, this is Scott, one of my protegés. Scotty, this is my partner, Fyodor Dostoevsky.
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You have a habit of collecting so many strays, beloved. [ he presses a kiss against dazai's fingers, where metal meets skin and smiles. sorry, scott, right in front of your salad.
then he turns his attention to scott, like he's judging or reading him, or seeing something...just, he's weird. ] My apologies, I did not mean to interrupt your mentoring session, Scott.
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Even if he can't stop feeling just a little happy hearing Dazai call him one of his proteges. It's a nice affirmation, after the not talking and 'purely' professional terms for like a month.
Unfortunately for him, all his thoughts have prevented him from really escaping in time and now he's stuck in this super awkward position, with Fy staring at him and it's really kind of disconcerting. Maybe he can still make his escape...]
Nah, we're about done, in fact, I'm totally leaving now.
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(there's a ring around his finger, even. that's how much fy tied him down so he's not running away and ghosting and shit -- if that works on the long run, to be seen. still, he takes fyodor's hand - they do have a quiet language, one created by assigning a code to words had in every conversation they ever had, scrambled, and then re-scrambled in morse. to them, it's as natural as their own language, and he'll tap against fyodor's hand: 'come on, don't scare the kid, be normal!', all while giggling.)
Fyfy here has the same level of brains than me, so if you find yourself in a pickle, and I'm unavailable, you can ask him, right, dearest?
( :) bitch you better say yes)
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fyodor settles, though he is still watching scott intensely.
it's not unlike when he met kotone.........................what makes this one worthy of being picked by dazai? what is the criteria? or is there no pattern? ]It would be rude to leave after we've just been introduced. [ fyodor agrees, a tap promising dazai that he's behaving, really! ] And of course, though my methods are a tad more...drastic than my beloved's.
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[Scott's voice rises slightly, both in volume and pitch, because he doesn't think he's in the wrong here!! Really, he doesn't need to see his mentor bat his eyelashes at another person and everything, it's like watching your parent do that or whatever. Or Alex maybe. Both is a solid 'no' from him anyway.]
Do you want me to agree going to you if something happens? Sure, fine!