thirty-first breath ✧ voice/action

[musubi]

Saggitarius
• The body under the couch is starting to smell.
• Quit whining about the pain, it only makes it worse for everyone else.
• Stop smoking. Or start. Whichever you're not doing.

[Isamu is sitting outside the house, a cigarette in one hand. Every so often he tilts his head to the side, as though hearing a voice that only he can hear. He didn't smoke before now, and he still doesn't really care for it, but he felt a need to start today.

His journal lies open in his lap.]

I don't know what this place wants from me sometimes. No one does, I know.

Guess it's about that time again, huh?

Comments

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[ledbythewind]

Is that so?

[And he may be putting just a tiny bit of extra pressure into his backrub right now as a sort of teasing gesture.]

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Nph.

Damn right it's so.

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[ledbythewind]

Then would you be so kind as to dispense me some of your sage wisdom, O Great One?

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

You're missing the point here, man. I'm not talking about random shit I spit out on a whim.

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[ledbythewind]

Surely you have some sort of advice you can offer me.

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

How about don't run off on your own for a while without telling a friend.

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[ledbythewind]

[He gives a soft chuckle.]

When I was a child, I used to run off to one of the castle storerooms to hide when I wanted to be alone. It looks like I haven't grown out of that quite yet, as much as I wanted to think I had.

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Hey, I can understand wanting to have some privacy, I really can.

Just let us know first.

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[ledbythewind]

Is that a command?

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Sure as fuck is.

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[ledbythewind]

Will I be punished if I refuse to obey?

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Probably.

Just don't get any crazy ideas.

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[ledbythewind]

I can assure you, I don't have any.

... however, now that you mentioned it...

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Nope.

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[ledbythewind]

[... and that's a teasing poke right there.]

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[He bats at the hand.]

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[ledbythewind]

[RICHARD IS UNDETERRED, TRY AGAIN.]

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[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[MORE BATTING.] Knock that off.

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[ledbythewind]

[Did you say something, Isamu?]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[Oh screw this. Poking back now.]

[ledbythewind]

[And that was absolutely not a squeak in response, because kings don't squeak. Ever.]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[Of course it wasn't.

He'll just poke some more.]

[ledbythewind]

[He would try to claim this isn't fair, but... okay so it's perfectly fair and he knows it. Which means that he'll just be retaliating instead because that is the mature way to handle this.]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[Okay, now it's just outright tickling.]

[ledbythewind]

[This, of course, means war.

... or it would mean war if it weren't for the fact that Richard secretly happens to be very ticklish and is currently trying to stop laughing long enough to shove Isamu off him.]