After Trial Mingle

[deadlygoals]

[ Seems like everyone is either hiding from any blood bending, wanting to take the time to think, or just doing their on thing after a trial as long as that one is. So here's a general mingle for after the trial or the rest of the weekend. ]

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[moonfang]

[Zangetsu didn't even stay for the execution. He didn't want to see it. Didn't want to think about it. In fact, he's leaving the opera house in something of a hurry and making his way back to the clergy housing.

If you want to talk to him, you'll have to be quick.]

clergy housing;

[reanbeans]

[ It was easy to think the man bothered, considering he left so soon following that execution, and on his way to the clergy housing he'll catch Zangetsu with that thought on his mind. ]

...Zangetsu? Can we talk?

[moonfang]

[he slows down quite a bit, but doesn't stop walking]

Whad'ya want.

[reanbeans]

Nothing much. I wanted to know what was on your mind...after all of that.

[ There was just so many concerning developments. ]

[moonfang]

What's on my mind? Tch... A million different things. Why the hell do you care...

[there's no bite to his words, just... fatigue]

[reanbeans]

Why wouldn't I? You're still a part of this group, after all.

[ Seeing him and Mikami almost throw down maybe?? Was a cause of worry besides both of them showing how little they seemed to care about their well being.

It was actually familiar in a way. Too familiar. Even if their reasonings for it were so different to not make it exactly similar. ]

And though I haven't forgotten what you've done, you're part of the reason Erik's infiltration hadn't ended in his death.

[moonfang]

My actions led to the death of someone, which none of you will let me forget for more than 30 seconds at a time. Me being persona non grata has never been more obvious.

[he grumbles as he walks]

Hooray. I helped.

[reanbeans]

...I don't mean to have gotten on your case, but it's actually something that's painfully hard to forget.

[ He had been upset at Zangetsu as well. Still, he thought he had detected shades of regret, when the man had said what he had a week back. More than the cruelty Ulquiorra exhibited.

The words at trial weren't exactly too kind, all the same. ]

But, I really don't think you lending a hand when you did is something to take so lightly either.

[moonfang]

Well, I'm sorry, ok? Is that what you want to hear? I'm sorry I am what I am and that Pizza thought that getting in my way was a great idea. I wish it had been almost literally anyone else.

[he huffs]

And I guess yer welcome for that. Are we done here? It's not like I need your thanks, or your forgiveness. It won't change anything.

[reanbeans]

You asked why I cared, and I gave my reason why. This went off a tangent but it wasn't about really giving thanks or forgiveness.

[ He sighed. Well he decided maybe this was a good place to end it after all. ]

Sorry to have bothered you; I hope the rest of your evening is more peaceful.

[ He'll separate from the other to head off to go about his business. ]

[moonfang]

Whatever you say.

[he watches Rean leave, then pretty much jogs away]

[notbymyside]

[He won't follow after Zangetsu immediately, but the clergy housing seems like a logical starting point later. Is Zangetsu in his room?]

[moonfang]

[hard to tell! The door is closed, and if Ango tries to open it, there seems to be something heavy blocking it]

[notbymyside]

[Welp. Time to go around to the side and knock on the window instead.

He's had to do this with Dazai a few times so he knows how to count the windows and get to the right room at least.]

[moonfang]

[Zangetsu is in! He's on the bed, ostensibly reading a comic book, but more just staring out into space. The object blocking the door is a heavy box made of ice.

He looks up when the window is tapped, and he rolls his eyes. He opens the window and growls at his visitor]

What. Ya here to give me a lecture, too?

[notbymyside]

I was actually going to ask if you wanted to help me with something. One of my jobs used to be keeping written records of the recently-deceased, and I keep it up now as a habit. You know far more about Ulquiorra than I did, so if you want to help I could certainly use the assistance.

[He's also inviting Zangetsu to help with any potential feelings he might need help working out, because Zangetsu has so far proven to have the emotional maturity of a preschooler running around with a knife.]

[moonfang]

.... Ulquiorra, huh.

[he looks away. Well. That's better than talking about himself or being bitched at, so...]

Fine. I'll move the box. Go back around.

[indeed, the door is unblocked by the time Ango comes back around. For how much raw meat Zangetsu is keeping on ice in his room, it doesn't smell awful. It's pretty chilly, though.]

[notbymyside]

[YEAH UH. THIS SURE IS A MEAT LOCKER.

Luckily Ango is wearing his dumb suit so he can deal with the cold for a little bit. He's brought a special notebook with him, and he flips it open to one of the pages.]

This is what I have so far. Any information you can offer up to fill it out more would be helpful.

[moonfang]

[Zangetsu doesn't seem to be bothered by the cold at all, having found a short sleeved shirt somewhere to wear with his hakama. He takes the notebook and reads the offered page]

Heh. Seems like you distilled him down to his nihilist essence, Sakaguchi. I'm not sure he'd be happy to be so easily read, or what. [he hands it back] Even when I thrashed him back in our world, he only seemed mildly surprised. More irritated and confused than anything. Unless you got any questions, I don't have anything to add. Not really.

[notbymyside]

It is my specialty, so I suppose I will take your answer as proof that my skills haven't gotten rusty.

I know he wasn't human, so I was wondering if you could explain that part a bit more?

[moonfang]

Hah. [Zangetsu flops on his bed, propped up with a variety of pillows stolen from the dead people's rooms] How long ya got? It's a lot of information.

[notbymyside]

It's not as if we have anywhere else to be.

[Then he just. Stops.

And looks at the ice.

And tries his best not to look at the meat because he can fukken guess what it is.]

Though, if I may request it, can we move to my room? I think it might get too cold for me in here eventually.

cw: cannibalism

[moonfang]

[the ice is pretty opaque, but if you squint, there's definitely a human femur bone in there...]

Is it really cold in here? I can't tell. But sure, why not.

[notbymyside]

If it's cold enough to freeze ice, then it's cold.

[But yes, come to the warmth of his room. he's got bed stuff in a neat pile against a wall since people come and stay with him sometimes. 'people' being Dazai.]

[moonfang]

Ah, well, I have to touch it up every few hours.

[but he'll follow Ango to his room and help himself to the bed stuff pile. c o m f y]

... Ah. Where ta start... In my world, a person's soul is attached to their body with a literal chain. As long as that chain is intact, the soul can return to the body. That's how ya get "out of body" experiences. If the chain breaks, yer dead. The chain attaches right here. [he gestures to the center of his chest] With me so far?