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What do you want me to do?! I've been seeing you and hearing your voice this whole time and you're expecting me to have cooked up some kind of solution to a problem I don't even know how to handle! I wasn't ready for you to just disappear, how could I be?! You can't prepare for something like that +
hit them, anything. But when they hear him confess to being unable to hit them, they sag with a sigh. ]

* Then do something else to prove I’m here, Kazutora. I don’t want you to have to keep going through this episode if I can help it.
October 9, 2025 at 11:09 AM
[ Who did they think they were? To disappear like that for what felt like months for him, with his delusions poking fun and lulling him into false securities, only to suddenly appear and claim that THIS one was the real one? His anger was too intense. It felt like betrayal. And Kazutora HATED
[ they were already so small, but for him, they would become smaller. they plopped down onto the floor before him, hands still in view if it helps. ]

* You can touch me, you can hit me. I’m here, really. Do whatever you want if it gives you the clarity you need to know it’s me. But it’s me.
October 5, 2025 at 11:33 AM
...
...
...

I don't believe you.

[ He's gotten up from his slumped position and faced them with a blank stare that somehow screamed hostility. His mind has been playing tricks on him all this time, why would they suddenly appear before him now without any fanfare, without even letting him know +
[ Fuck. They know Kazutora is mentally fragile. It’s only been a few days but he could never be left alone for long. ]

* Kazutora… it’s me. Really…

[ they hold their hands up in surrender. ]

* I’m sorry. I can explain… but it’s really, really me.
October 3, 2025 at 12:11 AM
[ He sat on the floor of their room, motionless and with a completely blank expression. How did he get in with no key? Well... the door's been hacked open, very haphazardly and without any care for being crafty with it. Almost... angry, even. It wasn't difficult to guess who could have done this. +
September 16, 2025 at 11:01 AM
... Mokou's probably just busy. That's it.

[ aimlessly walking around Hometown. He's... not doing alright. ]
September 16, 2025 at 1:14 AM
I'm... not all that sure myself. I haven't had it that often.

. . .

And what's a flavor profile?

[ be patient with him. ]
* Well, I usually just prepared it at home when I was home.

[ a shrug, they’re preparing their bowl and cup for the matcha process. ]

* What kinda flavor profile are you into, hmm?

[ they ask, looking through their matcha tins. Ralsei thought of everything. ]

* I’m not picky,

+
September 4, 2025 at 11:03 AM
Oh... you meant the machine.

[ He's a bit dazed from his near crash out, the sudden influx of new information, and all the love he felt all at the one time. It was a bit overwhelming... but he nonetheless kept his composure. As much as he could, anyway. ]

I never knew you were into matcha. Um... +
* A matcha drink. Kazutora, you’re Japanese. Don’t tell me you haven’t had matcha.

[ they scoff at him, a brow raised. They shake their head and make their way to their, pouring water into their electrical kettle and turning that on so it may heat up. They just needed water for the matcha +
... you can make drinks? How?

[ Amidst his own questions, Kazutora was able to briefly look past Mokou's further fawning over Ralsei when he saw their smile. Tired as it was, it made his cheeks grow warm again and smile himself. It was a cute sight, however rare it was. ]
September 3, 2025 at 12:18 PM
... you can make drinks? How?

[ Amidst his own questions, Kazutora was able to briefly look past Mokou's further fawning over Ralsei when he saw their smile. Tired as it was, it made his cheeks grow warm again and smile himself. It was a cute sight, however rare it was. ]
[ Mokou was none the wiser to all that was going inside Kazutora. To Mokou, this was just conversation being had and nothing more, nothing less. They don’t realize the way their touch seems to sedate the tiger inside about to go feral at the idea of Mokou being so friendly with another +
... he did have to be careful when taking a seat, though. His armor wasn't the most casual set to be wearing. ]

It's... a lot to take in. Is this where you've been going?
September 3, 2025 at 11:41 AM
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You two have the courage to SAVE THE WORLD.

Please, won't you accept your destiny . . . ?
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July 29, 2025 at 8:04 AM
[ The boy only grew more and more discomforted as Mokou went on about this "Ralsei" person. The more amazing he sounded, the less good he sounded. He felt so inferior with so little said, and he felt himself ready to break his hand free from their own, until...

... their fingers interlocked. It +
* Yeah. He kinda solved my housing problem since.. well… this isn’t our world so when I stay here for more than a day it gets tricky…

[ they ramble for awhile but all the while they held his hand. to ensure he doesn’t wander off, they interlock their fingers with their own and squeeze remind him +
[ He didn't spare the "goat" much words and nodded along to what Mokou was saying and just going through the motions. ]
September 2, 2025 at 10:39 PM
[ And just as there was a fondness in Mokou's eyes over the subject of this "friend", the light was more absent than normal from Kazutora's. His expression was unflinching but behind those dead eyes was an untempered flame running wild. Possessive and protective of Mokou as he was, he didn't know +
[ Mokou begins to guide him after helping him up onto his feet, not really noticing the tightened grip that was temporary. ]

* Ralsei. He’s so cool and really cute. He’s like.. a goat? I think. But he’s got magic. I think he’s like a healer of sorts? It’s awesome. He’s really sweet… recently he +
they continued speaking. ]

Castle Town... how'd you get a room there?

[ Anything to guide his mind away from his unfounded fears. ]
September 2, 2025 at 11:18 AM
... a boy?

[ confusion seemed to leave his mind so suddenly and without warning, being replaced by an uncomfortably hot feeling in his chest, and a sudden spike in anger and perhaps a bit of sadness. But primarily the anger. He could feel his own hand tighten around Mokou's, only to loosen as +
* Look, I’m sorry, but this is also still new to me. I only come here so I can see a boy.

[ Mokou you can’t just.. say it like that. ]

* So I don’t know all the fine details. But these are out Dark World forms. This Dark World has this place called Castle Town. That’s where I crash since… +
pair of pants. It's gonna take some getting used to, but... uh, what... is all of this? Why did we change clothes? Why is this in a closet...

[ too many questions and not nearly enough answers. ]
September 1, 2025 at 12:15 PM
Dark... World...

[ This was a lot to take in. He didn't even take Mokou's hand at first, as if not even processing it was there. Once he was actually up, he found that the armor's look matched its weight. While not overwhelming, he would need to get used to it. ]

... far cry from a jacket and a +
* I told you to land on your feet.

[ Mokou stepped closer, finally getting a good look at him. He looked so intimidating in such an outfit but seeing how he was in their previous world.. things he hasn’t seen yet… it didn’t seem far off.

A bandaged hand is held out to help him stand. ]

+
protected by armored gauntlets. The more he looked over himself, his whole body was in this protective yet still dangerous looking gear. Those spikes didn't look very defensive, and the black, almost grayish tinge of his armor stuck out. ]

... what the hell is this...?
September 1, 2025 at 11:57 AM
[ He wasn't ready for that sudden tug... or gravity taking such a sharp hold on both of them. He felt aa though he was going to be stretched thin by both forces pulling against him, but more than that, he was completely bewildered by the sight before him. Mokou's colors looked more... alive? And +
* Try to trust me. Okay? Jump and land on your feet.

[ Before Kazutora could ask anything more, they suddenly grab at his hands. They’re not giving him a choice as they jump back, tugging Kazutora with them and taking him as well. He would see that it wasn’t just a supply closet and they were +
case, a beatdown. Anything to keep Mokou safe here. ]

Okay. You're the boss. Let's go already.
September 1, 2025 at 11:46 AM
[ The desire to be snarky was strong, but hearing their change in tone, as well as their one request to him... Kazutora knew to be deathly serious about this as well, whatever *this* was. His expression took on that more serious yet dead look, as if he was steeling himself for a fight... or ik his +
* I should just push you in and let you land head-first, you shithead.

[ their voice took a threatening note. ]

* Don’t fucking piss me off, I’m trying to make sure you don’t get hurt.

[ with a growl, they grab the knob of the door. they seem to be hesitating. ]

* You’re so stupid…

+
see that he hadn't already? In his opinion, this was looking like a waste of both of their times... but he wasn't going to admit that. ]

Do you... need me to reach something for you? I'm not really that tall either, haha...

[ you are fucking 5'9. ]
September 1, 2025 at 11:25 AM
Uh... I'm good with jumping, I guess. (How do you even be bad at jumping...?) I-in any case... what does it matter? We're going into a closet...

[ His head's tilted to the side, not quite understanding the context of this impromptu gathering between the two. How much else was there in this town to+
September 1, 2025 at 10:59 AM
. . .

That might be a little difficult. I did tell you I kinda forced my way in here. I don't think visiting hours were open yet and I didn't want to wait knowing you were hurt.

[ The lengths they would both go for each other. It would be so romantic, if not for the tragedy that looms over both +
[ they shake their head, weakly squeezing again on his hand, needing the contact because everything was so much at all times. So much to protect Kazutora from and even still, they had to eventually go home and face the reality of their situation that he wasn’t there any longer. ]

* You just +
August 22, 2025 at 11:47 AM
Aww, maybe another time...
not for you, dear.
Oh, are we pulling out the knives?!

[ he looks so excited. ]
August 19, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Oh, are we pulling out the knives?!

[ he looks so excited. ]
( nc )

everyone talks about wanting a "true freak" until i pull out a knife 🙄 now suddenly I'M the weird one
August 19, 2025 at 10:35 PM
[ It would not stop him from trying. But that's why Mokou had to keep this secret so well kept, however much it hurt Kazutora to do so. ]

Can I get you anything...? Or do anything to help you?

[ His hand keeps a firm grip on theirs, like he didn't want to let go. ]

Anything that will make this +
[ No. he couldn’t have. That’s what’s so terrifying about it. Kazutora doesn’t know.. that Kris is..

Nevermind. They don’t want to think about it. They shake their head and tiredly squeeze his hand. ]

* Yeah. But I’ll live, okay..? I just need rest…
response was... ]

I could have killed whoever did this.

[ ... that. ]

They wouldn't be able to try this again if I got to them first. I don't care if it's out here or back in that other world; if I saw them, I wouldn't let them get away.
August 19, 2025 at 10:23 PM
Don't blame yourself. It's all on me. I should've been closer by but I wasn't. I could've stopped you from getting hurt. You could've been kept out of a hospital bed...

[ he's taking one of their hands in his own and gently massaging it with his thumbs. For how gently his behavior was, his next +
* been a few days now.

[ that’s all they can give him and that’s all they planned to give him. they know Kazutora, the moment they tell him it was Kris he would just get himself killed or hurt. ]

* but again.. it’s all a blur. I was just stabbed.

[ they close their eyes, looking ready to +
again, but...

[ His hand clenched up again... ]

... but you end up being stabbed. I know you probably don't want me to be, but I'm scared for you. I don't want to lose you, too.

[ if only he knew what was to come. And what Mokou was already aware of. ]
August 15, 2025 at 1:06 PM
So you were stabbed... That's a start, I suppose. Do you remember when?

[ So much for not interrogating them. ]

... I'm sorry to be so annoying about this when you probably just want to rest. But... I can't help but feel responsible. I said I would protect you and make sure no one would hurt you +
[ Lie to him. ]

* Oh.. gee.

[ a button was pushed and the upper half of the bed rose so they could be sat up to meet his gaze, their own tired and groggy. However he can see their expression grow strained and uncomfortable as they’re sat up, clearly uncomfortable with a literally stab wound +
just told me you were in bad shape and your room number. I practically had to push workers down and out of my way to get over here.

[ A light chuckle. But he probably wasn't joking about those actions. This was Kazutora, after all. ]
August 11, 2025 at 1:30 AM
[ His expression contorts from his anger and he could feel his fist ball up and clench hard - any harder and he swore he could draw blood. But just as soon as he clenched up, his fist released, and his expression softened up, yet frustrated he remained, and his face made that clear enough. He took +
* Kazutora, I don’t.. I don’t even fucking 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 who did me in… I’ve been knocked out for most of this shit. So, no offense, but can you interrogate me later?

[ annoyed, but also avoiding answering the question with an excuse. It wasn’t a bad excuse, Mokou’s memory would deteriorate whenever +
Mokou.

[ He's come closer. The strain in his eyes is growing worse, like he's fiercely trying to hold back tears, though whether they were out of anger or out of fear for Mokou's life, was unclear. ]

Tell me. So I can make sure they don't do this again. Whoever *they* are.
August 10, 2025 at 11:33 PM