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Never say please to me again.
[But he'll go get the sewing machine, at least!]
[But he'll go get the sewing machine, at least!]
[A LONG PAUSE...]
...I can't tell if you're joking or not.
[Which is Concerning.]
...I can't tell if you're joking or not.
[Which is Concerning.]
Yahoo! I love snickerdoodles!
[ He raises the bag above his head triumphantly!! And then opens it so he can start nibbling on a cookie. He'll make these last at 1 cph. ]
Huh? You still don't know, Toshi? The Inkwell's the closest thing to home I've got.
[ He used to be depressed about it, but not anymore... Being homeless has opened up so many sleepover opportunities! And he has so many fond memories of the Inkwell that he doesn't need much else. ]
[ He raises the bag above his head triumphantly!! And then opens it so he can start nibbling on a cookie. He'll make these last at 1 cph. ]
Huh? You still don't know, Toshi? The Inkwell's the closest thing to home I've got.
[ He used to be depressed about it, but not anymore... Being homeless has opened up so many sleepover opportunities! And he has so many fond memories of the Inkwell that he doesn't need much else. ]
Got it. I'll be bringing my sword with me!
[ He hangs up before Cutter can get another word in...
Yato hops on over to said park in record time. Literally, he hops over in large bounds, from building to building and lamppost to lamppost. Still getting the hang of his weightlessness, he misses a step here and there and tumbles to the ground with a curse and a scrape, but no one seems to find it odd that a man in a tracksuit is occasionally falling from the sky. He may as well be a ghost.
When he reaches the park, he looks for a nice tall tree to perch in until Cutter arrives... if Cutter isn't there already. It's not like he actually really knows what Cutter looks like?? So Yato will just be waiting, people-watching on a slim branch that shouldn't be able to bear the weight of a person his size, the katana sheathed at his hip jutting out behind him. ]
[ He hangs up before Cutter can get another word in...
Yato hops on over to said park in record time. Literally, he hops over in large bounds, from building to building and lamppost to lamppost. Still getting the hang of his weightlessness, he misses a step here and there and tumbles to the ground with a curse and a scrape, but no one seems to find it odd that a man in a tracksuit is occasionally falling from the sky. He may as well be a ghost.
When he reaches the park, he looks for a nice tall tree to perch in until Cutter arrives... if Cutter isn't there already. It's not like he actually really knows what Cutter looks like?? So Yato will just be waiting, people-watching on a slim branch that shouldn't be able to bear the weight of a person his size, the katana sheathed at his hip jutting out behind him. ]
Ha, well.
I didn't decide to be a cop until I was 24.
I was a punk in high-school, then uh.
I met a girl, and we kinda.. weren't responsible. So I had to get responsible in a hurry.
I didn't decide to be a cop until I was 24.
I was a punk in high-school, then uh.
I met a girl, and we kinda.. weren't responsible. So I had to get responsible in a hurry.
[At that rate, they'll last him a whole day! Good boy, Yato.]
Huh?
[NO HE DIDN'T KNOW??? He sees Yato when he comes in and sometimes leaves before Yato does but he just assumed that means Yato hangs around longer than he does?? Sometimes Toshi hangs around for hours, too, but--]
What exactly do you mean the "closest thing to a home" you've got?
Huh?
[NO HE DIDN'T KNOW??? He sees Yato when he comes in and sometimes leaves before Yato does but he just assumed that means Yato hangs around longer than he does?? Sometimes Toshi hangs around for hours, too, but--]
What exactly do you mean the "closest thing to a home" you've got?
[ Until the skirt is done. The skirt is done??
Yato holds it up in confusion. It's immaculately constructed (but less a print and more of an obviously anime schoolgirl design). He isn't sure what he just did. ]
Yato holds it up in confusion. It's immaculately constructed (but less a print and more of an obviously anime schoolgirl design). He isn't sure what he just did. ]
[What. Did he just witness a miracle here? He's looking between the skirt and Yato and the skirt and back and just--]
—Why do you look confused?!
—Why do you look confused?!
[That sure isn't the kind of smile that jokes...
He just sort of squints at Yato for a few seconds more, but just ends up closing his eyes in a very Tired™ way and sighing.]
You'd better have had a good reason for it.
[That is not how a normal person should react to this kind of news??]
He just sort of squints at Yato for a few seconds more, but just ends up closing his eyes in a very Tired™ way and sighing.]
You'd better have had a good reason for it.
[That is not how a normal person should react to this kind of news??]
...That wasn't it either.
I was a stay-at home husband. Wife was really big on her career.
...So much she decided she liked it more than me or our kid.
So I had to find a job and didn't know what to do, I didn't have any skills. I barely graduated high school. I decided to become a cop, partially for money, yeah. But also cause I wanted to help make a safer world for my kid, okay?
I was a stay-at home husband. Wife was really big on her career.
...So much she decided she liked it more than me or our kid.
So I had to find a job and didn't know what to do, I didn't have any skills. I barely graduated high school. I decided to become a cop, partially for money, yeah. But also cause I wanted to help make a safer world for my kid, okay?
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