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Characters: Itou, Sougo
Location: Metokkori R
Rating: Sougo
Time: January 29, Morning
Description: Itou lied to Sougo to piss him off. Didn't count for him finding the truth so soon...
His face still hurt a bit, but today was turning into a good day, even so early on. It was good to feel employed again, because now he could look forward to buying better meals and maybe other things. Despite being a samurai, Itou was somewhat used to luxury, and his rank in various organizations hadn't diminished that through the years. He wasn't used to being destitute.
More importantly, it was good to do work, even if it was something as menial as this. Free time meant thinking too much or wallowing, and Itou was the kind of person who thrived on doing something and being busy.
Itou was on the floor of the shop at the moment, having removed himself from training early to start and finish a small project for his new employers (it was so strange when he had found out that most of the employees were children). It wasn't anything big, just a short, squat length of dark blue cloth on some old newspapers that he was painting on, wielding his paint brush like he was doing calligraphy to write the Metokkori's name in Japanese text. Not for the first time, Itou was thankful that he had kept his right hand.
Location: Metokkori R
Rating: Sougo
Time: January 29, Morning
Description: Itou lied to Sougo to piss him off. Didn't count for him finding the truth so soon...
His face still hurt a bit, but today was turning into a good day, even so early on. It was good to feel employed again, because now he could look forward to buying better meals and maybe other things. Despite being a samurai, Itou was somewhat used to luxury, and his rank in various organizations hadn't diminished that through the years. He wasn't used to being destitute.
More importantly, it was good to do work, even if it was something as menial as this. Free time meant thinking too much or wallowing, and Itou was the kind of person who thrived on doing something and being busy.
Itou was on the floor of the shop at the moment, having removed himself from training early to start and finish a small project for his new employers (it was so strange when he had found out that most of the employees were children). It wasn't anything big, just a short, squat length of dark blue cloth on some old newspapers that he was painting on, wielding his paint brush like he was doing calligraphy to write the Metokkori's name in Japanese text. Not for the first time, Itou was thankful that he had kept his right hand.
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He'd been cranky these past few hours. He wasn't even sure why. It should have been easy to let Itou go. He was never there before and he only had one arc with them. Hell, when Sougo went back home, he hadn't even thought twice about the man. But here, in this stupid place, it was just one serious arc after the next and even characters from a crack anime started to waver and form bonds that didn't exist back home.
Things changed and Sougo hated that they changed, but at the same time -- even though it opened him up to hurt -- some of these experiences hadn't been all that bad. Flawed though he was, he had a girlfriend and a partner and what he thought was an irreplaceable friend. No. Itou was an irreplaceable friend. And that was exactly why Sougo had such a problem with this whole situation.
He pushed open the door, "Oooooiiii, who wants to play live-action frog--" his voice instantly cut off when he saw Itou. On the floor. Working.
The expression on the captain's face spoke volumes where words actually couldn't. And the expression said: ...really.
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