Yo! Aah, this is unfortunate... Well, this and that came up, so it seems I can't answer the phone right now! I'm definitely not trying to ignore you, so please leave a message for me instead, OK?
I doubt it has anything to do with astrology this time. [They'd probably have experienced different things, based on their signs.] Whatever it is, there's no way to predict the effects for sure.
[It wasn't even a question. This place could throw who knew what at them, and he didn't think seeing his brother around like a ghost was any good sign.]
[He accepts the gun and ammunition with a nod, setting both on the small table in the tiny apartment. Really, once they moved out he'd be glad for the room....]
I was. [He might not go to sleep right away anymore, though.] But I was going to have some tea first. Want to join me?
[He nods again, stepping back to let Hizumi come in and closing the door behind him. As if he'd already guessed Hizumi's response, there are two mugs on the table.
Not that it would be hard to guess he might need some time to relax. Ayumu did, too. The eeriness of seeing his brother whenever he summoned his persona was bad enough, especially after he'd learned the truth, but with Hizumi....
Seeing Yaiba around was a whole other story. He steps over to one of the small cupboards in the tiny kitchen, reaching up to find the teabags.] Any preference?
[He adds a teabag to each cup, pouring the still steaming water in afterwards, filling both before settling the kettle on the hotpad and taking a seat.]
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You're more familiar with this than I am.
[He'd had his experiences already, but not as many as Hizumi.]
But my bet is this isn't only thing we should expect.
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I doubt it has anything to do with astrology this time. [They'd probably have experienced different things, based on their signs.] Whatever it is, there's no way to predict the effects for sure.
[It's one of those things.]
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[It wasn't even a question. This place could throw who knew what at them, and he didn't think seeing his brother around like a ghost was any good sign.]
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[For self-defense, naturally.]
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[He had the anesthetic gun, but that would probably be useless against demons.]
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Want to take the revolver?
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[He'd need to come up with a better weapon eventually, though... he couldn't keep borrowing Hizumi's.]
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[Since the teleporters are working again, it shouldn't be a problem to get there.]
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[He'd be here.... and there goes the tea kettle whistling, so there might even be tea waiting.]
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[Sure enough, it takes hardly any time for a knock at Ayumu's door.]
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It's 13 o'clock, of course he's gotten ready for bed.] Hey. Thanks for coming over so quickly.
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[He pulls the gun out of his pocket and hands it over, along with some extra ammunition.]
Already going to bed?
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I was. [He might not go to sleep right away anymore, though.] But I was going to have some tea first. Want to join me?
[A nod towards the kettle on the stove.]
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[Maybe it will help calm his nerves. He could certainly use it, after seeing his brother - no, after seeing the man he was cloned from - like that.]
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Not that it would be hard to guess he might need some time to relax. Ayumu did, too. The eeriness of seeing his brother whenever he summoned his persona was bad enough, especially after he'd learned the truth, but with Hizumi....
Seeing Yaiba around was a whole other story. He steps over to one of the small cupboards in the tiny kitchen, reaching up to find the teabags.] Any preference?
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It's not as if he thinks it will fool Ayumu for a moment. But it's nice to at least pretend.]
Hmm... Anything you'd recommend for sleep?
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It helps my sister sleep sometimes.
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[Typical Kiyotaka, really. Doing whatever it took to further his own goals.]
...Although... He definitely didn't just forget about her in all that time, either.
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He might have left of his own accord, but he loves her.
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He seriously couldn't stop looking at her picture all that time.
[It was... kind of depressing, really.]
...But despite that, I don't think he ever meant to return to her, either. [Not if he'd truly planned to return everything to zero.]
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That stupid, stupid idiot.]
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