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estoria2015-01-14 09:28 am
deontology) wrote in estoria2015-01-14 09:28 am
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[closed] catfight lunch hour
Who: Sousei and Shirasu
When: Pre-event, ooc: January 13 | ic: November 2
Where: The Gym, break room
What: It's really hard when people who hate each other work in the same place and have the same lunch break.
Rating/Warning: Hopefully it won't be violent but I make no promises. Mean Girls' level catfighting.
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[Another day, another lunch break. Sousei doesn't particularly care much for them, but admittedly Milla had forced this soup on him, so he supposes he should eat it. And Tenka and Soramaru both would be irritated if he didn't eat his lunches as well (there is way too much food here for him, what is he supposed to do with all of this), and...
Well, as much as he'd prefer to focus on his work, it's not really an option.
Focusing on work lets him push out of his mind the talk he had with Tenka about their parents' murderer, though thankfully time has finally started to dull that ache. Everything will be fine, Sousei thinks as he settles himself at the uncomfortably western table and prepares to eat his meal.
Everything will be fine so long as he doesn't have to deal with Shirasu.
Of course.]
When: Pre-event, ooc: January 13 | ic: November 2
Where: The Gym, break room
What: It's really hard when people who hate each other work in the same place and have the same lunch break.
Rating/Warning: Hopefully it won't be violent but I make no promises. Mean Girls' level catfighting.
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[Another day, another lunch break. Sousei doesn't particularly care much for them, but admittedly Milla had forced this soup on him, so he supposes he should eat it. And Tenka and Soramaru both would be irritated if he didn't eat his lunches as well (there is way too much food here for him, what is he supposed to do with all of this), and...
Well, as much as he'd prefer to focus on his work, it's not really an option.
Focusing on work lets him push out of his mind the talk he had with Tenka about their parents' murderer, though thankfully time has finally started to dull that ache. Everything will be fine, Sousei thinks as he settles himself at the uncomfortably western table and prepares to eat his meal.
Everything will be fine so long as he doesn't have to deal with Shirasu.
Of course.]
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Shirasu also typically takes lunch breaks because it's expected -- though the concept of enforced work stoppage is completely foreign, as are work days which start and end at specific times, and after which you're not allowed to work. Modern Westerners regulate the oddest things.
But being at work has provided a useful distraction. And the "classes" he teaches are so simple that he can instruct without really paying attention. ("Aerobics" seems to be another word for "exercise without advancement", and his boss told him to stop trying to make the elderly perform 100 squats. So, they do kata for an hour and the customers seem happy.) He's been allowed to exist the last few days in a sort of haze.
The break room is quiet when he enters, equipped only with tea and some light pickles -- Tenka thankfully didn't break his jaw, but it's still sporting a spectacular bruise and painful -- but he stops short when he sees why the room is so quiet. ]
... [ GEH. ]
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Sousei was still trying to figure out what to do with the food (eat the soup and take Soramaru's food home, since it would keep better? Soramaru wouldn't think that meant he didn't eat, right... But the soup wouldn't keep, and Milla had been way too insistent.) when someone walks in, and slowly he looks up.
And he doesn't move for a long, long moment.
He promised Tenka he wouldn't hurt Shirasu or start a fight, and he's said he intended to keep that promise--that was still fact. It was. It really was.
But it's really, really hard to not go with his gut and immediately lunge for Shirasu, because when you see your parents' murderer standing there, what else are you supposed to do? He scoffs, a noise of absolute disgust, and narrows his eyes, but for now he's keeping his peace (or more like biting his tongue and making sure he doesn't stand up, because if he does, he might not be able to keep that promise after all).]
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His own innate dislike for Sousei is enough to give the man a hard look in return, then he moves to find a seat at the table furthest away. Though even that's really too close for either of them to be comfortable, he's sure. ]
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However, he also doesn't want to leave and let Shirasu have that win. He was here first. And his lunch break is another 25 minutes yet.
Truly, this is a problem.
Sousei follows each movement of Shirasu's with his eyes, staring him down rather intently, and when he sits, his expression tightens further.]
...Leave.
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Had the tension simply become unbearable, Shirasu might have taken it upon himself to go, eventually.
But then Sousei tries to order him around. ]
No. [ Unpacks the small container with his food in it, not bothering to look up. ]
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His eyes narrow.]
I don't intend to share my meal with a murderer. Leave.
[Ah yes this is polite and friendly conversation between co-workers.]
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[ A murmured ittadakimasu, and he begins to pick at the small, white pickled radish. If enemy warlords can share a tea house in the middle of a war, they can exist in the same room for half an hour.
If Sousei doesn't like it, he can leave. ]
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[The murderer accusations? Please.
He doesn't care about enemy warlords--this is personal. And having a meal at the same table is close enough to sharing a meal that Sousei is not at all happy with it...obviously.]
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[ Even if they weren't (not) talking about Tenka's parents, Shirasu's not interested in pretending he hasn't killed. He's a Fuuma ninja, his hands are dripping blood. ]
You're welcome to leave, if you like. [ Being calm in the face of the other man's agitation is at least temporarily satisfying. Tenka wouldn't approve. But his twin would.
Though his twin would have already killed -- or tried to kill -- the Yamainu captain. Shirasu did promise not to go out of his way to cause the man harm. ]
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(For one thing, Sousei was here first. He has no intentions of allowing the ninja to drive him out). But he...really can't believe, for a moment, that he'd accept it so simply as that. The deaths of their parents, Tenka's injury--it had all basically been the worst thing to ever happen to Sousei too.
And it was all this man's fault.
He's too disgusted to eat anyway, now.]
You deserve nothing more than to be locked up and forced to serve penance for your crimes for the remainder of your life.
[His tone is flat, cold.]
Simply because you are free here does not mean that is what you deserve.
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Then I'm glad you're not the person who determines what I "deserve", here.
[ Though there's more than one person here who seems to believe prosecuting another's crimes from their home world. Best hope Sousei never meets the man. ]
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Do you believe otherwise?
[Do you really think you don't deserve exactly that?]
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What I believe isn't relevant.
[ When the price he's paying is a lifetime of directionless hell, permanent separation from his only reason for living, and the daily confusion of existing in the same place as Tenka Kumou? Prison would almost be a luxury. ]
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Sousei got a reaction out of that, and he's somehow not surprised. He thinks he's starting to get the picture now, and...well, Tenka wouldn't approve, and it might be cruel, but he's much too furious to care.]
It is relevant. [.........but.] Your own failure is punishment, but not punishment enough.
[Not for all of those lives....not for any of it.]
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You assume far too much.
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Should he assume Shirasu doesn't feel a shred of guilt?
Because that might just be too much after all--for Sousei.]
I don't care what you think. [And never has he meant it more honestly.]
It is obvious enough by how you can't let Tenka go. You are not even resolved enough to choose one side or the other.
[Pathetic, really, after all of the crimes he's committed.]
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He was the one who refused to be let go.
[ Go to hell, Yamainu. You know Tenka as well as he does. ]
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Sousei scoffs at that. Yes, he does know Tenka as well as Shirasu does. But that doesn't mean Tenka always makes the best life decisions.]
Pitiful. You are constantly blaming others, and making excuses for your actions.
[... He hates it, he really does. He hates the fact that Shirasu murdered their parents, does not feel a shred of guilt, and still has the gall to care for Tenka.]
You have taken everything from him, and you will continue to do so.
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His tea has gone stone cold, but he still reaches for it, to drink the now-bitter brew and try and regain some internal calm. ]
As I told you before, the Kumou family is no longer in danger from me.
Everything I did was for my clan. And I don't deny any of it.
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He hates that he has to abide by Tenka's decision and allow him to hold onto this ninja who is nothing more than an anchor bringing him down.][A scoff.]
Two of the Kumou family are dead because of you, and two more nearly killed. You have always been the greatest harm to that family.
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That is the past.
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But Sousei plants his hands on the table at that, slowly and deliberately, though he does not stand yet. If he stands, he might do something he definitely won't regret but Tenka might fuss about.]
These things cannot be left in the past.
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If you wish to dwell, I certainly can't stop you.
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Sousei can feel the pent-up rage. That's it then. That's what the Kumou lives mean to Shirasu? Things to toss away, to leave in the past, to have no consequences for the cruel actions he's taken.
Sousei pushes himself up so he's standing.
(Lunch is obviously not being eaten), though he simply rests his weight on his hands, planted on the table.]
You're a monster--you and that brother of yours as well. You blame the Orochi, but lives mean nothing to you. It is little wonder you sided with the enemy of humanity instead.
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But he rises from his chair, hands at his sides and the table between them. ]
Leave my brother be. You are dealing with me alone.
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As if.]
You did not leave the Kumou brothers be. You did not leave Soramaru be [when he came to Sousei, asking for help, and Sousei had told him it would be alright, and that he would protect him] when I know Tenka requested you look out for his brothers.
Your brother is as guilty as you are. He does not get to be protected from that.
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I am not afraid of you. [Never has been--never will be. He's much too confident in his own skills for that.] Familial bonds does not allow you to hide from the truth. He is as guilty as you are, and deserves the consequences of those actions.
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I suspect we both made him the same promise. Otherwise this would be going very differently. [ His tone is quiet and cold. ]
My brother is dead, Yamainu. Leave him be.
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...Okay, but he didn't know that. He doesn't feel any twinge or regret for his words (he'd said he'd deserve the consequences, and death is one of those consequences), but he is momentarily startled.
He recovers quickly though, slowly arching an eyebrow. SHOULDN'T HAVE MESSED WITH THE KUMOUS AND THE YAMAINU, HUH...]
I see. Then he's already paid for his actions. [So. That's one Fuuma down.] Now it is only you.
...Yes, I made a promise as well. I do not break the promises I make people, nor do I break bonds of trust I have made. [UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE HERE HE COULD NAME.]
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Shirasu grinds his teeth.
But he just steps away from the table and leaves the room before he breaks his word and gives Sousei something else to be self-righteous about. ]