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(catch-all/open) seas would rise when i gave the word;

Who: manjiro sano
Where: a cliff near the sea, forest, and lupin!
What: just a catch-all to soothe my brainworms, during the blackout
Warnings: language, underage drinking, violence maybe

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(in twelve years, a piece will be a part of him. he'll find it too easy and numb to pull the trigger, much easier than hitting with kicks and punches. right now, the weight and feel of the metal against his hand feels wrong, but he knows it has its benefits in a place like this. he's no longer putting order in the streets, this is against a higher power that he doesn't fully understand, and every help should be cherished and welcomed.

still, it feels kind of fucked up. he never liked them. in manjiro's mind, if one wants to kill, be his guest, but do it with one's own hands, watch the light leave.

a shot misses the target, hitting the tree rather than the bullseye he put up. he's too in his thoughts.)

Fuck, how many bullets do I have...

[Naoto was just surveying the area. Still trying to catch her bearings in this new place. It'd been peaceful so far, bar the power outage. But all in all, it'd not been too bad. She was able to earn enough though odd jobs to feed herself, though she wasn't sure about staying at the inn too long-

Any thoughts about living conditions were blown out of her brain when she heard the gunshot.

She was already drawing her gun and rushing to the area. Other's had mentioned monsters.]

Is everything alright!?

[Good form. Her pistol was aimed at the ground, finger off the trigger.

Except, there was one other person in the clearing. Nothing else.]

(he did not expect someone to just rush and drift into the scene, so he slowblinks a little at the whole entrance this very tiny (hypocritical thinking) kid did. he gestures to the everything of the scene, the get up, the targets, the fact he is alone.)

Yo, you got any bullets that fit this thing?

[She was still tense as she scanned the area. Glancing at him, then spotting the target. For a second she just frowned at it, then put her own gun away. Safely on it's chain and inside her coat.

Then turning to look at the young man. Then sighing.]

No. [She hardly had enough for her own gun right now.] I've heard plenty of stores here stock them though.

... Then I ain't gonna be here for long. The fuck you doin' here alone, though?

(no one just comes here willy nilly, he would figure. everything that matters is in the town, and he can't see a reason why come other than to do things that one couldn't do there.

the list is not that long.)

I was surveying the area when I heard shots... And what were you doing?

[Watching him. Because he either spoke like Kanji or he was hostile to her finding him. She tilted her head.]

Are you aware there was a shooting range set up not long ago? It'd be safer than shooting the foliage.

I ain't into guns to start with, I don't wanna be surrounded by people.

(if it doesn't make sense, then it doesn't. it's fine. he just wanted to be a hypocrite ALONE THANKS)

[She just, looked unimpressed. ]

Wouldn't it be better to be near people with more experience? What if you injure yourself out here?

[Dying because your own bullet ricocheted and hit you would be a pretty bad way to go.]

What if?

(if he dies, he dies, m'aam, his responsibility, thanks...

but alas.)

Think of it as me not wanting to be associated with it.

[Just giving him another look for a moment. Then a sigh.]

You are aware of how that sounds, correct? ['I don't want to be associated' could very easily be taken as 'I don't want people to know I have this'.] Though it's not as if firearms are particularly rare here.

Yep, that's why I said it.

(paint the town red.mp3)

Are you going to keep asking me questions that ain't going nowhere or are you going to give me tips on how to aim? You have a piece.

[She did, a standard issue police firearm.]

Forgive me, but why would I do that when your intentions are so suspicious?

[Drily. Because he wasn't giving her a particularly good reason.]

I just told you I don't like this shit, and I don't do suspicious. If I were to do some shit, you'd know it.

(he's not a particularly discreet individual.)

You can leave, then.

[She tilted her head.]

I'm not sure where you're from. But normally one wouldn't choose to learn how to use a firearm in secret. Especially when there are options to get proper training.

[Still not leaving, she nosey. Then she gave a small snort of a laugh.]

You could have just said it was because of the monsters here.

[Should she be giving him excuses? Probably not.]

I'm not gonna go through the trouble of lying. Besides, I could tear you apart with a pinky, so it doesn't really matter if I'm using a gun. Shoo, shoo.

(bye, police. he clearly ain't so into you.)

[She huffed, rolling her eyes slightly. But wasn't too offended, just going to slink away. Keeping an eye on him until she had some cover.]

(if she stays a little longer, she'll understand why he was so hostile. he doesn't take his targets out, but instead, he puts the jacket that expresses just the person he is on. 'manjiro sano - president of the tokyo manji gang', clear as day.

the bike also doesn't hide it, the manji proudly customized on it.)

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(catch-all/open) seas would rise when i gave the word;

but that was when i ruled the world

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