week one - saturday post-trial - majima

[arockstar]

[Newt is fairly exhausted after all that trial nonsense, even if he didn't actually do much. This is going to be a longer six weeks than expected, if that mess was anything to go by. He's already spent a fair amount of time wandering around the temple to get some space, but on his way back to crash in the hostel, he spots Majima in the common area.

...Eh, may as well.]

Are you an actual yakuza?

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[haw]

[ sup newt, majima's kind of just half-sprawled, half-reclining in a chair. his speech is slightly slurred, but for what it's worth, he is otherwise coherent. ]

If I answered truthfully, I'd have to kill ya.

[arockstar]

...Gonna take that as a yes.

[Newt sits in the seat opposite him. Drunk Majima should be entertaining, if nothing else.]

Mine are just "inspired by," you know? It's an homage more than anything.

[Someone's still butthurt about the cultural appropriation thing.]

And anyway, they're aliens. I study them on account of my planet getting invaded.

[haw]

Please—I've been livin' the straight life for a couple years now.

[ he lazily waves his hand to emphasize the lackadaisical nature of his statement... then lets it slump back down to rest at his side as he straightens up a little to give newt a stink eye. ]

I dunno if you're sayin' that 'cause you're bein' serious or if you're just tryin' to fuck with me.

[arockstar]

Oh, a whole couple?

[He says it lightly, but dude, a couple years out after being committed enough to have those tattoos doesn't sound like much distance to him.]

Just trying to make conversation. What's the story behind yours?

[haw]

Lemme give ya a hint. Whaddaya think happened here?

[ points to his eyepatch, then shrugs when newt turns the conversation to his ink. ]

Maybe I just fuckin' love snakes and demons. Got a problem with that?

[arockstar]

Tragic disco accident? I don't know. Haven't thought about it. It's not my business.

[Yes he gets that it was a rhetorical question, but also, no questions are rhetorical to Newton Geiszler.]

No, jeez. What's up your ass?

[haw]

We argued for ten hours over a blind ninja with an asshole crow killin' a teenage girl by impalin' her then settin' her on fire.

[ he leans forward, elbows bent and forearms resting on his thighs. ]

I dunno about you, but I'm kinda done with everythin' right now, includin' this conversation.

[arockstar]

[...Fair.]

When you put it that way...

[.........

But he's not going anywhere. In fact, he settles into his seat, getting more comfortable.]

Were you friends with either of them? I talked to the, uh, ninja a little bit, but I didn't know the girl.

[haw]

Ya really think any of us here are capable of bein' friends, after that whole shitshow?

[ . . . ]

All I'll say is that she damn well didn't deserve any of that.

[arockstar]

[He frowns.]

More than a few have managed it, from the looks of things. Tragedy brings people together.

[Or something.]