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W6, TUESDAY: ANAIDO AND...?
[On Tuesday evening, Anaido is accosted by a ghostly friend...
Rules:
1. 10 comments total to this thread.
2. Our ghostly friend will be intangible, see-through, and cannot communicate through verbal or written speech.
3. Once their time is up, our ghostly friend will abruptly disappear. Better be quick.]
Rules:
2. Our ghostly friend will be intangible, see-through, and cannot communicate through verbal or written speech.
3. Once their time is up, our ghostly friend will abruptly disappear. Better be quick.]
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[He looks intrigued....................but then he frowns, letting out a huff.]
That doesn't give you an excuse for being so impatient that you send notes like you did. What was that? Seriously. You really think I forgot about you? If you say things like that, maybe I really will forget you. And here I was, going to tell you my real name and everything!
[HMMMMMPH!]
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But then he just shakes his head and shifts back to being exasperated. He closes his left eye, before tracing a line from the upper right corner of his forehead to his left eye, then a circle around the closed eye, before letting the line continue down around his left cheek. He balls his hands into fists, miming like he's squaring up for a fight. And then points out, past Anaido, in the vague direction of like, anything else in camp.]
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[SQUINTS]
Wait a second. Majima? What about Majima?
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He hesitates for a moment, looking uncertain. But then he points at himself. Puts his fists next to each other, before twisting them apart in a breaking motion. And then puts the flat of his hand on his chest. Before just flat out looking away from Anaido, putting his hand on his hair again.]
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[He just walks up to him. Look, he knows he's a ghost. He's been here before. But he reaches out to hold Ogata's head between his hands, because this is what he sees Ogata as.]
You are an idiot, Ogata. That wasn't a real date offer at all. It was a joke. We're not going out. He was trying to cheer me up. [He SIGHS, HEAVILY.] I care about you! And I can care about multiple people at a time. Wow. Who would've thought.
[A beat.]
It's Tamotsu Fukuda, by the way. Not even Majima knows that. Keep that secret. [Under his breath, as he leans forward, like he's trying to touch forehead to forehead:] Idiot.
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He shifts away, frowning a little, looking a bit sad. But then he just smooths his hair back again and composes himself. Like he's all business. He makes a circular sweeping gesture towards himself and the space besides him before miming being stabbed in the chest. Then he points away from Anaido, before making another sweeping gesture all the way past Anaido to the other side.
And then he falters, like he's thinking about it. Like he's reconsidering what he's going to say. Finally, he clasps his hands together again, before he mimics him holding his rifle. And then makes draws a finger through an air in a gentle curving zig zag.]
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[Ah. What a lonely soul. Just like him, before the hole brought liberation, and the liberation brought him to a place which brought on misery, and then true happiness.]
[He watches Ogata carefully with his blood-red eyes, wings flexing a little as he thinks, before he reaches forward and mimics patting Ogata's head three times.]
I know there's not a lot you can explain, but...
[He'll try to figure it out. Being killed and then going to the other side? And then coming together, a rifle...]
We'll see each other again. And I'm guessing we need to kill the snake to do it. We'll do it, Ogata.
[He grins, fangs and all.]
I still have a string left to pull you out of hell.