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[ardencies]

[In a time that feels like an age ago, Dettlaff had once been a newcomer to Beauclair. In those days, it had taken time and patience to learn the layout of the city, the wide expanse of neighboring vineyards, the streets converging their way into the mouth of the castle presiding over it all. But he had learned the essentials, or at least well enough to function day-to-day and to play the part of human without issue — the friendliest shopkeepers, the sternest guards and their patrols, where to wander and what to avoid.

He can do the same here given enough time; an immortal has plenty of it, after all. But Sumarlok is so much bigger than Beauclair by an exponential amount, and the task at times feels impossibly gargantuan. Each turn leads to another alleyway, and there’s always a district or a quaint little square or a shop that might have cropped up like a freshly-grown weed, for how he fails to remember it being there just the other day.

Now, Dettlaff finds himself wandering again. The scent of this place is like oil, like machinery being taken apart and being put together again, and he ducks in and out of places that he has no business being in, drawn forward by simple curiosity. As luck would have it, one garage rewards him greatly for his vampiric nosiness — there, in the center of the wide space and hard flooring, is his new human friend and loyal comrade: Daigo.

The vampire approaches with a growing ease to his gait, eyeing the vehicle the other man appears focused upon.]

Daigo.

[Hi. Whatcha doin.]

Are you always keeping so busy?

[indignitas]

[ Daigo glances back at him, amused. For once he has not done his hair, its just tied at the base of his neck with a bandana over it. It's the least put together he's been, but that seems about right for an afternoon in the garage. ]

Hey. Were you looking for me?

[ If so that's what phones are for, buddy. Daigo sits back on the little stool he's using, his hands loose between his knees. ]

Well, as it turns out these bikes run on crystal batteries. Something I know nothing about, so I'm out here learning about them.

[ Literally just a larger scale version of taking apart that phone. The irony is not at all lost on Daigo. ]

[ardencies]

[Dettlaff has not seen him this casual before, and he thinks for a flickering moment that it suits Daigo, before his attention is redirected, again, to the matter at hand.]

I was exploring. This city will take a long time for me to become well and truly familiar with it.

[Running into him had been nothing more than a lucky coincidence! He knows how use his phone... relatively well now. He’s gutted it several times over, put it back together again, and it hasn’t yet failed him. That counts.

And, walking around the bike that Daigo appears to be working on, he wonders at the similarities. He’s seen these vehicles many times in passing, loud and rumbling, wondering at their insides and how they worked — yet crystal batteries is none too different from the inside of their devices, he muses.]

Is this yours?

[indignitas]

It always does, a city this size there's always going to be a neighborhood or two that you never really know. The streets are organized pretty logically though.

[ He's from Tokyo, one of the most densely populated cities on Earth. Sumarlok bothers him literally not at all. Urban advice with Daigo. ]

The transit system is usually organized to follow the city's flow, it can be useful to ride around that way to get your bearings.

[ He's been riding around on the bike though, and his smile shows that he's been having a good time doing so. ]

I suppose I could have invested in a house, but this seemed more fun.

text | un: revenant

[deathtotem]

How long have you been here?

[Hello to you too, murderbot.]

[indignitas]

A few months. Is that important?

[deathtotem]

No. [Yes.]

You know how things work. With this place.

[indignitas]

That's generous. It might depend on the question.

here comes the worst boyfriend vroom vroom

[iamthecrucible]

After the mess and stress and the other stress, Shaxx is well aware that he owes those nearest to him an apology for unwittingly dragging them into his internal conflicts. He isn't sure at this point how he could have avoided this most recent issue, but that doesn't mean it's been any less unpleasant for those connected to him.

At least there's a promise he can keep to Daigo. While it's annoying that they can bring objects here but not return, he's taken advantage of a summoning stone in order to get one of the Crucible sparrows from home. It's a utility vehicle and not meant for racing, but Shaxx isn't and never has been one for sparrow racing. It's still fun enough to ride around, and he thinks Daigo will find it interesting.

He rides the sparrow over to Daigo's garage during a time when Daigo will actually be there, and parks it. Once he's gotten off the vehicle, it phases out and vanishes. (He's relieved that feature made it through the transfer to a different universe intact; he'd been worried, considering Titania had lost all the weapons she'd been carrying for him when they'd arrived.)

Then he heads inside; after making his customary offering to the cat, he calls, "Daigo?"

[indignitas]

In a way, Daigo is used to it. Yakuza life is extremely communal, being dragged into everyone's conflicts is part and parcel. They are a family, a unit, and they take that more seriously than other syndicates of their time and place. A lower ranking yakuza might owe his family an apology for inconveniencing them, but it would be... mostly perfunctory. His aniki would laugh and maybe put him in a headlock, tell him he was buying lunch or a round of drinks. In that regard, Daigo wouldn't expect anything from Shaxx at all. It would be just as appropriate to nod in acknowledgement of the difficulty of it all and just move on.

That's what he's doing, anyway. That was the point of the garage, wasn't it? It's a business with a schedule that keeps turning regardless. He appears from under the hood of a car, hair loose and unstyled under a bandana. He takes off the gloves he has on and tucks them in a back pocket as he comes out to answer the call of his name and the hiss of the cat. Bells on the door might be a little more pleasant, but the cat serves the same effect.

"Hey," he greets, the usual amount of mild and friendly that he gives everyone. "I wasn't expecting you."

Possibly he should have, but he had been preoccupied with what he was doing.

[iamthecrucible]

As someone who generally does not care for public displays of non-platonic affection for a multitude of reasons, all of this is business as usual for Shaxx, and very comfortable.

"Got something I want to show you," he says, and he's definitely grinning as he does. Treat first, apology and explanation later when they're alone. That seems the best way to do things.

He just has to not be overly distracted by how cute Daigo is right now. He's equal to this task.

[indignitas]

Suspicious is not quite the word, but whenever anyone is that pleased with themselves one has to wonder just how much chaos energy is behind it. Daigo ruffles the hair at the back of his neck contemplatively.

"Sure," he agrees. He was probably going to be a pushover about it no matter what.

text ; notflatearth

[escardos]

congrats :D

[indignitas]

[ Drawn up short. What an ominous message. He supposes he's just going to have to take the bait, ]

Yes? For what?

[escardos]

wdym for what. isn't it obvious??

for asking out my professor! ✨✨✨✨✨✨

[indignitas]

[ He has... questions... ]

Did you talk to him about that?

text

[iamthecrucible]

Oh that face that shines at me
almost blushed when I gazed at it.
He gave me the cup and the darts of his eyes,
and before I drank from his hands,
it was from his eyes that I drank.

HM. CONSIDERING WHERE I WILL CARRY YOU OFF TO.

[indignitas]

I like that one.

I know I can only walk so quickly but you're raising my kidnappings count precipitously.

[iamthecrucible]

IBN ‘ABD RABBIHI. OLD OLD HALF OF A BOOK I FOUND.

IT'S ONLY A KIDNAPPING IF YOU'RE NOT WILLING :)

un: konoha

[lumberlady]

greetings, DOJIMA DAIGO
is konoha 🌳🍃
thank you for placing bid at auction
you is winning!

i will be teacher for learning about mountain
at your convenience!
please tell i all about what you wish to learn!

[indignitas]

Thank you 🌳🍃-sensei

I've always lived in the city.
The way things go around here, I thought it might be a good idea to prepare for an emergency.
So please start with the basics.
I'm a very good student.

🏝

[ Dojima does not convert as nicely to emojis... but he can catch the island part of it. ]

[lumberlady]

[he gets it… ! and oh, he can be-]

🏛🏝 is city boy?
i understand!
is much smart to prepare for possibles.
can teach basic for surviving like making fire, gathering food, creating shelter, finding water, thing like this.

have any experience close to this?

Text; un: thecrucible

[iamthecrucible]

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped to the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
Of anyone to please, it withers so,
Having no heart to put aside the theft

And turn again to what it started as,
A joyous shot at how things ought to be,
Long fallen wide.

[indignitas]

[ He knows that Shaxx is there, but the message on his phone that he hasn't seen for weeks makes his heart hit his throat anyway. It's a sharp, stinging sensation; anxious. After a moment's frowning consideration, he turns the screen off and puts it face down somewhere in the garage. He goes back to work with awareness niggling in the back of his mind. He'd dismantled this, put it in one of his little drawers and shut it away like he does with everything else. So that he can be controlled and gracious and never so sad that he shakes anyone else. He was always going to be fine.

And now he has to show it wasn't fine at all. Opening up put away feelings is an ugly surgery, pestering a wound back open to make it sticky and painful again. It would be much easier not to.

He goes back to the phone much later in the day, back at his apartment complex. On the open cold rooftop where he smokes and watches the noise of his neighborhood below. ]

Welcome back.

[iamthecrucible]

[ Shaxx hadn't been at all surprised to not see Daigo at the station. The man's very compartmentalized, and it's his right to be that way. ]

I HEAR IT'S BEEN A MONTH. SORRY TO FIND THAT'S THE CASE.