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会川 ([personal profile] decaptych) wrote in [personal profile] guestservices 2022-07-13 05:29 am (UTC)

[ IN OUR EDO PERIOD JAPAN, HERE IS A CORPSE WEARING A SLEEVELESS JUMPSUIT WITH HUGE METAL STAKES ON ITS ARMS/LEGS... you idiot Risu how could you die like that. ]

Ugh --

[ Go figure it'd be like this. HIS HEADLESS RISU TRAUMA BABY!! His head pounds, flashes of memory of a rotten body bag, inside of it a headless body of a giant. He immediately goes a little pale and starts sweating, the back of his head screaming panic because someone -- someone has seen this before, and it's his own fucking fault, he deserves to suffer -- ]

Shut up...!

[ But not now. He smacks himself in the head with the ball of his palm, trying to focus. Breathing slow, even if it's rancid, sickening air.

Curse isn't here with him. Right now, it's not the corpse of a target, and it's not Curse. It's his best goddamn friend. Wiping his face with the sleeve of his fancy outfit, he looks down at Risu's body and wheezes out a faint breath... and then focuses on Kondo's grave next. He has to probably take them to Tama, he wagers...? But there's no way he'll be able to take both of those with him.

He puts the thought aside for now. Focus on the task.
]

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