[Really nails down the fact that he’s out of his depth here, isn’t it? It’s sounds as scary as the dread forming in Dazai’s pit, calculations in his head going awry. Tainted Sorrow’s contact and consequent fizzling is almost a calming balm to his worries, as unlikely as it sounds. It’s something familiar, an expected result, and that’s enough of a reminder that this world has yet to go entirely mad.
Chuuya’s silly chiding, too, is also familiar. He’s not as much of a deadweight as Chuuya would claim — it’s just that everyone else is a candle in the wind when it comes to Chuuya’s martial capabilities. He would loathe to admit it, but he really is the Port Mafia’s best combatant. It’s why he’s comfortable enough to fully lean his weight towards his companion; they wouldn’t topple over like this.]
Use your eyes, slug. Or are your contact lenses obscuring your vision that much? Yes, the nurse’s station is there.
[ Where is the joy in life if he can't rib Dazai for being worse at something than him? He's been the better combatant physically between the two of them since they met at fifteen, but it isn't like that doesn't balance on the scales with which of them is the better strategist. Not like Chuuya's going to admit to that in so many words, ever. In the same way Dazai isn't the total waste of combat training Chuuya's been saying he is since he joined the mafia, Chuuya's not half as stupid as Dazai likes to claim he is, but he's also been outmaneuvered way too many times to have illusions about who's ahead there.
Despite bitching about not carrying Dazai anywhere - undercut by hauling him upright - there's not even a second of hesitation needed to decide that being leaned on doesn't count. It's too familiar to shake off, anyway. Even hating Dazai's guts as kids his first instinct in combat was always to knock the other boy out of the way and adjust to keep him more or less intact; outside of it he still finds himself simply accepting the extra weight and shifting to play half a crutch for a second even as he glares up and to the side and starts leading the way. He refuses to think about how he doesn't have to think about matching Dazai's pace. ]
Use your eyes, I took 'em out when you were doing your dumbass melodramatic speech. [ Said like Chuuya doesn't also make melodramatic speeches sometimes? But he's of the opinion he isn't as bad as some people who often choose to make these speeches while he has to play defense, which is just annoying. He'd prefer some kind of different background noise to a fight or mission than Dazai's smug self-compliments. ] Speaking of melodramatic speeches, why do you always have to make it sound so ridiculous when I'm "betraying" you. I'm actually offended anyone ever buys your crap, like you aren't a bag of hot air literally every time -
[ Good times and fate his ass. He's annoyed it always sounds sincere even to him, because it does always sound absolutely ridiculous when looked at through the lens of knowing Dazai for nearly half the life he remembers. ]
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nvm i hate the holidays (spent the last few weeks catching up to everything)
Chuuya’s silly chiding, too, is also familiar. He’s not as much of a deadweight as Chuuya would claim — it’s just that everyone else is a candle in the wind when it comes to Chuuya’s martial capabilities. He would loathe to admit it, but he really is the Port Mafia’s best combatant. It’s why he’s comfortable enough to fully lean his weight towards his companion; they wouldn’t topple over like this.]
Use your eyes, slug. Or are your contact lenses obscuring your vision that much? Yes, the nurse’s station is there.
no worries, i'm happy with whatever pace!
Despite bitching about not carrying Dazai anywhere - undercut by hauling him upright - there's not even a second of hesitation needed to decide that being leaned on doesn't count. It's too familiar to shake off, anyway. Even hating Dazai's guts as kids his first instinct in combat was always to knock the other boy out of the way and adjust to keep him more or less intact; outside of it he still finds himself simply accepting the extra weight and shifting to play half a crutch for a second even as he glares up and to the side and starts leading the way. He refuses to think about how he doesn't have to think about matching Dazai's pace. ]
Use your eyes, I took 'em out when you were doing your dumbass melodramatic speech. [ Said like Chuuya doesn't also make melodramatic speeches sometimes? But he's of the opinion he isn't as bad as some people who often choose to make these speeches while he has to play defense, which is just annoying. He'd prefer some kind of different background noise to a fight or mission than Dazai's smug self-compliments. ] Speaking of melodramatic speeches, why do you always have to make it sound so ridiculous when I'm "betraying" you. I'm actually offended anyone ever buys your crap, like you aren't a bag of hot air literally every time -
[ Good times and fate his ass. He's annoyed it always sounds sincere even to him, because it does always sound absolutely ridiculous when looked at through the lens of knowing Dazai for nearly half the life he remembers. ]