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eighth breath ✧ action

[When he was fairly sure the sky was clear of falling trees, Isamu had made his way outside toward the edge of town. It was late, but of the things the teen feared, creatures that went bump in the night weren't part of them. He didn't tell anyone he was leaving. He just went.

Sometime later, he can be found dozing against a light post just at the town's edge. It probably isn't the safest place to be, but he's too tired to bother walking back to the apartment complex just yet. His journal is with him, but it's closed shut.

Just a few more minutes, and he'll start walking...]

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[Recognises you on his way back home and approaches.] Isamu-san? Are you alright?

[Aw, man. Someone just had to find him and bother him first, didn't they? Isamu blinks up at him, looking a little irritated but with none of the pure negativity he'd shown the first time they'd met. It takes him a moment to recognize him in return.]

Oh, I know you...

[Wait, he'd asked a question.] Yeah, I'm fine. Just taking a break, that's all. [It wasn't the sort of tired that came from a lack of sleep this time. He was just drained from, well, whatever he'd been doing.]

[Wallowing? Oh yeah, you're speaking Raph's language now. He's been nothing more than a ghost for the past two weeks, ditching Isamu's training not once but twice this week, and he's really starting to feel crappy about it. But he needed time to get his act together, time alone to clear his head. Though when he spots Isamu dozing against that lamppost on his way to the bar, guilt gnaws at his conscious too painfully to be ignored.

Raph comes out of hiding and steps into the light, mumbling a quiet greeting.]

Hey.

Here...? [Looks around at the chaos that remained from today's... activities.]

((OOC: Is this before or after the Moro thread? Cause this is victim #3 and he'll be injured. If it's after then I'll type in his injuries in the next tag.))

((After, technically, but whether it's before or after he's injured is up to you. Also, he'll only be going back with one person, and since Naoki replied that'll most likely be him. ^^;))

Why not? [Isamu smirks a little.] Don't think any more trees are falling.

[Oho? What's this familiar voice? Forget being sleepy, Isamu's glaring in the general direction of the turtle the moment he hears it.]

Hey there, Jerkface. Where've you been?

[He shrugs.]

Around.

Sorry for flakin' on you. I heard you were lookin' for me.

I would've hoped you'd heard. I was loud enough about it. [Still glaring, man. You committed a faux pas as far as he's concerned.]

If you're tired of me, just say it.

I ain't tired of you. [He sounds irritated, like you're a moron for even thinking it.] If I was I woulda told ya to your face.

So what, you couldn't just say "Hey, don't think I'll be showing up today?" Woulda saved me some trouble.

Builds character. [Sort of joking, mostly evading a straight answer.] I said sorry. What more do ya want?

Oh, character building. We all know I don't have enough of that.

[He gives a bit of a dismissive wave.] Whatever, man. I'm sure you had your reasons.

Yeah...[He studies Isamu's face for a moment, weighing his options.] Do you drink?

[Pardon him while he takes that the wrong way.]

Not really, no. I'm perfectly sober right now, thanks. Geez... A guy can't take a breather while out at night...

I was invitin' you to the bar, dumbass.

Huh? [Blinking now. That's a bit of a surprise.] ...Do they even let turtles into -- well, I guess they'd let in anyone, huh?

Trust me, they don't give a shit.

So you in or what?

((...Okay, it's late, it's dark, he's standing in the shadows and only his face can be seen, he used some healing magic, he has a high pain tolerance and he doesn't want to inconvinience anyone. There, problem solved. XD))

[Nods a little] Yes... that's true...

[Gives Isamu a faint, slightly strained smile.] Be careful then, Isamu-san.

[He seems to actually be considering it, but then shakes his head after a moment.] ...Maybe some other time.

Naoki'll probably already be annoyed with me for daring to go off and do my own thing without telling him. [Not that Naoki was his mom or anything. Really. Plus it would probably take very little to knock him out at the moment, meaning he wouldn't make for the best conversation.]

Oh boo-hoo. You think my brothers know where I am right now?

C'mon, live a little.

[Isamu frowns, watching him.] Hey, hold up.

You were pretty nosy last time.

[Isamu frowns.] I'm telling you, I'm not going to be the best company right now...

[Sigh.] But fine. I can come along. [He starts getting himself to his feet with the help of the lamppost.]

[Awesome. He's actually got a drinking buddy for the night!

...Not that he cares or anything.]

You sure? If you pass out on me I ain't carryin' your sorry ass home.

Oh yeah. I can tell you're a great drinking buddy already.

[Not that he's ever really had one. He's not exactly a social drinker.]

Yeah, I'm a real people person.

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