(closed) don't threaten me with a good time

[nullificates]

Who: the bsd cast
Where: lupin bar.
What: log is here for them to discuss the terms of their peace treaty.... forward dated to the end of the month.
Warnings: due to the nature of the characters involved, this log can have: all of dazai opt-out themes, terrorism, violence, war crimes, religious fanatism, gore, murder, mental illness, trauma, existentialism, questions of free-will, so on... it will be cwed in the subject of each tag should any theme as such arise.

(lupin it is. private, small, dazai's eyes can look at everyone and everything from behind the counter as he pours the alcohol for each and every one of the guests. no business for him today, employees dismissed, the sign on the door moved to close. everyone has had time to get used to their new situation, process home - including himself, so now, it's time to review the agreement that is already in place.

a shot, two shots -- he might want a third soon enough.)

Yosano-sensei, Sig, Nikol, Chuuya, Fy... and myself. I'm not forgetting anyone, am I?

Comments

[fatalism]

[ now that his hand is on dazai's it is easier to tap away without making it obvious; it simply looks like fyodor is fidgeting while entrapped by dazai. willingly entrapped that is, because he did not have plans to be touching anyone in this bar. but well, needs must.

he smiles, slow and with teeth because he can almost, almost be certain of what gogol is thinking. the blood, the death, the promise of painting a scene from hell.

a tap, to dazai: we need to have a discussion about corruption, later. ]

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya pours a shot of whiskey and proceeds to slide it Yosano's way, because he's pretty sure she needs it. Should he be encouraging drunkenness right now? Probably not, but they sure as fuck weren't getting through this meeting dry and Chuuya had no plans on it.

He listens to Dazai go over the details of the agreement, rolling his eyes when he includes himself in the talk of corruption. Yeah Dazai is the stopper, but Chuuya is the one with the power here.] I'm willing to use my ability to help and protect all of you... and If the situation absolutely demands it, I can go all out with Corruption. Dazai's agreement is secondary, I'm the one with the power.

[But he knows Dazai won't ask it of him on a whim, either. That's one thing they've always had a silent understanding on.

He pours another shot, sliding it down the bar towards Sigma. Poor guy looks like his life just flashed before his eyes.]

Cw: vague self-harm

[morsangel]

[ Hm. So the gravity user was similarily hesitant to use his ability. Dazai was certainly asking a lot of his allies. Even though she did trust his judgement. ]

I can offer my medical knowledge, including the treatment of ailments and injuries outside of my ability.  Additionally, I will share my findings on the biology and anatomy of any said species we encounter while here. Autopsies and dissections alike.

[ Yosano then hesitated. That familiar rush of panic settling over her at the very thought of leveraging her ability. Like Mori himself was breathing down her neck.

Thankful for the drink passed down to her, Yosano took a sip. She wished, now more than ever, to be home. Instead, she could feel the cage building its bars again around her. ]

—I will use my ability at my own discretion and only when absolutely necessary... the clown included.

[ Yosano steeled herself. Her skin was starting to itch. Yearning for the scalpel she left in her room; her self-loathing needing to be saited. ]

[quizpersona]

[ The dark and humourless chuckle under his breath comes at the right time for it to be from the doctor's reluctant agreement to treat him. Still, there are so many other things it could be. For instance—the inkling of feeling that doesn't belong to him crawling under his skin or that insistence that his schemes to achieve their freedom resume back at home.

Naturally, Gogol doesn't offer any of those thoughts out loud. This is a symbolic bowing out of the conversation as nothing other than a listener in favor of attempting to balance forks on a toothpick on top of one of the bar glasses. ]

[ticket218]

[ Once again surrounded by incredible people, huh. Good for the group and their chances at survival in the long run, but awkward in this moment when he has to follow all of them. He'll be downing the shot with a thankful look to Chuuya before he speaks. ]

My ability is all I can offer, though I also ask it only be used when necessary. I can also give my word I won't be using it on any of you without due cause.

[ Ah, but there are at least two people here who probably don't know what that means, aren't there? He raises a hand, indicating touch. ]

I take information from someone in exchange for information of my own, so you'll likely know if it happens.