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manjiro "street gang conflict" sano ([personal profile] invinciblemikey) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs2024-05-17 02:32 pm

(open catch-all) if there's one thing that i learned while in those county lines

Who: a newly updated, curse-free, many years older manjiro sano and ... you...
Where: many
What: picking up the pieces that he left fucked up the past few months. it's set forward-dated to the last week of the month.
Warnings: for once, nothing lmao i will add to the subject line if needed.
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[personal profile] bonobos 2024-05-22 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ mikey bursts out into a fit of laughter, and honestly, it's a little infectious -- sha-ming looks a tad dumbfounded at first before easing into a smile of his own, watching mikey in silence.

"loved as fuck", huh? good he has that for himself. ]


Can't relate, honestly. Been alone for most of my life, it's probably gonna stay that way. [ a shrug of the shoulders. ] But lovin' and bein' loved...yeah, there's no shame in that. Good for you.

[ a raise of the brow. ]

It was like...two weeks ago, but yeah, they took ya out for a long ass time so...it happens! Time is real funky up where I live anyways. [ ... ] It's...uh, good. That Minato's got people like you lookin' out for him. I know if anyone fucks with him, you'll pull up, so...

Yeah. He's a good guy. He deserves that.

[ and then sha-ming's smashing back his own drink, beckoning the barkeep for another, and that last bit threatens to make him laugh too. ]

I'm real tired of these asshats messin' with us. First the fake memory bullshit, now the rest of this... Don't want a damn part in their experiment. I think Jerry's just their little spokesperson, the guy at the bottom of the chain... we gotta go higher than that, ya feel?
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[personal profile] bonobos 2024-05-30 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ sha-ming -- for a moment, blinks dumbfoundedly, at a loss for words. his lips are flattened into a thin line, eyes wide, throat drying as he attempts to find the words.

shamefully, he looks away, growing meek in a way he's never quite been in this city. then his eyes flit back to mikey, the rim of his cup pressing into his lower lip. ]


...I guess I just--- assume it's all pity. Which is fine by me, pity's all I need to get by, but...

I don't want people to have to worry about me like that. And I don't wanna know what'll happen if they all just... up and vanish one day. You feel?

[ a sigh. how unexpectedly personal. ]

...You're right. He's a strong guy -- but he's one of those martyr types, you know? So used to doin' what other people ask of him. Someone has to keep him in line, remind him to be selfish... you'd be good at that.

[ and then another blink -- head canting, a brow raising. ]

Super strength? They're practically beggin' for you to fuck people up. [ a beat. ] How strong are we talking, though?