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[misakiyata]

[A rather young looking redhead appears on the screen, looking extremely annoyed. Well, he's usually annoyed, but people watching most likely don't know that because he's new to the tower, assuming the people here are strangers. ]

"So...they bring us here and tell us our world has been destroyed and saved us. Yeah, okay, maybe that's a possibility... (after all, hadn't Mikoto-san's power been going out of control when he and that shitty monkey had been fighting the Black Dog? Not even he couldn't deny it then. Had Mikoto-san actually...done it?) So what the hell do the people in this tower want with us?"

[He's talking very excitedly, and here he pauses to take a much needed breath

"How can we be sure it isn't the people of the Tower who destroyed our world? He bites his lip here, not wanting to admit that it was probably actually his hero that destroyed his world in his particular case) Yeah, I'm pretty sure some of you already wondered that. But I just got here and I want to know what the people already living here think..."

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[knifeinthe]

[Clicks his tongue.]

Whatever, you're free to go find out for yourself.

[misakiyata]

Or you can stop being an overly pessimistic asshole and tell me the actual details on this place. Damn drama queen.

[Well, except, Fushimi isn't loud like a drama queen. The term isn't quite correct, but Yata doesn't have a better word to throw at him now.]

[knifeinthe]

...


... you can't hold down any food until you eat the disgusting oatmeal. We're forced to room with other people. The chests at the foot of the beds only bring so much with them. Collar check ups are a pain. The tower has too many floors to climb and is crawling with monsters; the elevator doesn't help. There's no sense as to what happens within the tower, for example: in the past month there was an incident concerning people that were apparently brought over from another world. In that same month, I encountered tape recorders that made me fall in "love" with others. A woman involved in that mess then proceeded to beat me with her club and shield. And most recently there was a recording of a man being eaten broadcast over the network.

Are you satisfied?

[misakiyata]

...A man being eaten? What the fuck?

[Yata's not actually as shaken by that as he's making it out to be. He's trying to hide the fact that he'd rather deal with that then deal with the fact Mikoto-san...destroyed...no, he mustn't think like that...]

You? In love? That's fucking hilarious. You can't even be a good best friend. I bet you'd be shit at being a boyfriend.

[He laughs a bit here, but inside he's glad he's found something to take his mind off what's actually bothering him.]

[knifeinthe]

You're one to talk, Misaki.

[Fushimi's tone as detached as ever, though there is a cold, sharpness in the way he stresses on Yata's name. For a moment, the line is left hanging as that.

... but then.]

Last I remember, you could barely manage the word "breasts" in casual conversation, let alone talk to a girl.

[misakiyata]

...Being a little shy does't mean I won't make a good boyfriend, idiot!

[He looks flustered now. He was hoping this bastard would't bring up that really embarrassing thing that happened when he'd showered at the bar. They'd bee comrades..friends...in HOMRA together...back then...]

E-even though I have trouble talking to girls, if I ever get over it I bet I'd be a better boyfriend than you!

[Is he...like, trying to start a challenge or something...? There's no way that could end well...]

[knifeinthe]

[There's no way that could end well at all. Misaki. Misaki, what are you doing.]

Oh, but that's still assuming it's possible you'll ever grow out of your cooties phase, isn't it?

[misakiyata]

...G-girls don't have "cooties", you shitty monkey! I never even believed that when I was a kid, never mind now! You ought to know, you were my best friend.

[He glares at Fushimi, temporarily distracted from the seriousness of their situation.]

[knifeinthe]

Hah. [He sneers.] The past means nothing when the present you still acts otherwise.

[misakiyata]

...Has anyone ever told you that you're a really depressing person that literally sucks the the joy out of everyfuckingthing?

[Yes, pretty sure if no one else has, he has.]

Not that there's any joy here, I'm just sayin' there's another reason you're a shit best friend and would be an even shittier boyfriend.

[knifeinthe]

Is that meant to bother me? I have no interest in such things in the first place - being someone's boyfriend or your best friend.

[shortstature]

And you think I don't know this? If I'd known you were such shit and showing any kind of loyalty or commitment I wouldn't have wasted my time with you.

[Of course, he's a little more stung by that comment than he cared to let on.]

[knifeinthe]

... aah, is that so? Unlike you, I've better things to do than blindly follow a group of immoral thugs.

After all, how did that work out for you? Hmm? Misaki?

[shortstature]

[And here comes the temper tantrum. He's angry now; his voice is rising and he's speaking very quickly.]

It sure as fuck worked better than actually trying to follow you, you fucking traitor bastard! At least they didn't leave me when shit got rocky! And yeah, maybe Mikoto-san wasn't the most stable person, but don't you fucking dare say he had bad intentions for any of us! Not even that fucking Blue shithead that you call your King now!

[He takes a deep breath, appearing to calm himself.]

You know. I'm glad I found that weren't the type of person that believed in honesty, loyalty, and respect early on. Or else you probably would have actually fucked me over, you two timing bastard!

[knifeinthe]

It's always "Mikoto-san" this and "traitor" that with you, isn't it? You can coat them with whatever sickeningly optimistic and sweet words you may, but Homra still a gang of thugs underneath.

[He laughs. It sounds a little shrill.]

Ahh, but in the end you still don't get it. I didn't betray your precious Homra, Misaki - there was never any loyalty there in the first place.

[shortstature]

No. YOU don't get it, Saruhiko.

I get that you never had any loyalty to Homra. Or any fucking thing, for that matter. That's the problem, idiot. I bet you'd stab the Blues in the back if you had the chance, wouldn't you? Or are they the only thing good enough for your high and mighty ass?

[knifeinthe]

No, I believe you're still the clueless one here.

Scepter 4 was just a means to an end, yes, but I'm not so stupid as to turn away from a job that would continue to benefit me.

[shortstature]

Like Kusanagi wouldn't have been happy to help you find a nice, normal job that had nothing do with the thugs and gangsters you seem to thing Homra is. You now, he's a legitimate business man.

[He scoffs again.]

Stop acting like you leaving Homra for Scepter 4 wasn't personal.

[knifeinthe]

Yes, I'm sure Izumo Kusanagi's under the counter dealings are completely legitimate.

And my leaving was personal? Really? I knew you were thick, but you just seem to keep setting the bar even lower, Misaki. I've already told you my goals and intentions multiple times, anyone else would have finally gotten it by now.

[shortstature]

...Can you actually think of anything to say to me other than calling me stupid? I have a fucking good reason to dislike you. I wasn't the one that fucked up our friendship. You know, I cared a lot about you. If you needed me, all you had to do was fucking ask.

[knifeinthe]

[Fushimi just bristles at that.]

Oh, is that how it is? [He laughs, but it's hardly amused. Fushimi's next few lines are laced with contempt.] Don't be ridiculous. I clearly didn't need you or your half-assed friendship.

[shortstature]

Is that so? Funny, you didn't have a problem with me or my "half assed" friendship before we joined Homra!

[He glares at his former friend, clearly pretty pissed off.]

If you fucking hated Homra so much, why did you even join? Hell, half of the reason I thought it was so cool to begin was because I thought it'd be great if I was that awesome with you. You always want to start a fight now. It's fucking draining.

[knifeinthe]

'Tch. Is it so hard to believe that I joined Homra for power? I shouldn't have to repeat myself.

[Fushimi glances to the side as he continues to avoid the points Yata makes. His voice takes on a more detached tone.]

Haah, really, why do I bother. At this rate...