[ the silence lingers as rengoku allows the other pillar to inspect him. it's not like he has anything to hide, never has for most of his life, so it doesn't bother him when those lilac eyes scrutinize every inch of him. the ruby is a stark reminder of what happened to him before waking up here, so of course it earns a solemn smile. ]
A different colour, you say? You'll have to show me sometime.
[ he buttons up the top part of his uniform once he's sure sanemi has studied it enough, wanting all of his focus on the other man this time. his eyes are as intense as ever, a burning flame that refuses to waver. ]
I don't know why it is I was brought here, but... I can promise you I'll work just as hard as before.
[ he won't let his fellow pillar down, no matter what happens here. ]
[ Finally, the wind pillar is satisfied. There's no denying that gaze, just as bright and intense as he remembers it. Despite death, here the real Rengoku Kyoujuro sits, with smears of sweet potato on the scattered trays around him as proof. ]
Damn straight. We might be on some fucked up new planet, but our job hasn't changed. [ undead or not, technically he didn't retire ... so Sanemi's counting on him. ] Weird thing is, I haven't run into any demons yet. The natives here are something else.
[ Something not hungry to eat people, despite how strange the generation of manna might strike him—weird, but not actually harmful to anyone. ]
Not that it means we should let our guard down. [ lmao as if they'd ever do that. ] If we're here, the demons can follow.
[ .... even ones they've killed, he's realizing, considering death isn't an obstacle for whatever power that drew them here. ]
there's something that immediately makes rengoku pay close attention. his eyes narrow at the possibility of it. he didn't even consider this until sanemi brought it up, and now it's all he can focus on. he almost feels bad for indulging himself with several trays of sweet potatoes when he should have been out looking for demons. ]
... You're right. That should have been the first thing I did.
[ almost too suddenly, he stands up, eyes ablazed with intense determination. ]
Shinazugawa! Shall we go see if there are demons to be found on this planet?
[ Well, he isn't going to judge a dead man too harshly for wanting to eat some sweet potatoes, even if harsh judgement is kind of Sanemi's thing. The life that sparks in Rengoku's eyes now draws a smile to the wind pillar's face—not a kind smile, no way, but a shit-eating grin that says he's pleased with the suggestion. ]
Fuck yeah.
[ What better way to spend the day than hunting down and cutting up demons? None, that's what. Maybe if they're lucky they'll find the demon that killed RG and get some old fashioned revenge; anything's possible.
Ah, but not without glancing over the trays once more, ]
How'd you even pay for all that?
[ Surely Rengoku's been here for two damn minutes. ]
[ that shit-eating grin is familiar as ever. maybe it's weird to say that seeing it made rengoku's chest feel tight with a strange kind of nostalgia, but he never thought he'd ever get the chance to be with his fellow pillars again. the second chance he'd been given is something he will do his best not to waste, so he intends to make the best of it in whatever way he can.
(a quiet promise, made solely to himself and his own selfishness. sanemi doesn't need to hear any of them.)
he looks over at the tray of potatoes, head tilting. ]
The government gave me money so I used it all up here.
[ he may be great in battle, but no one said rengoku was a smart man... at least when it comes to stuff like this. ]
[ Sorry if he chokes for a moment. He used all of the starter money on food?! And he just got here?! Maybe he didn't actually mean all of it .... maybe all of these trays aren't actually his, despite the evidence clearly supporting the fact that Rengoku blew all his money on food.
Sanemi takes a breath, evening his temper out. Rengoku is stupid, but he can't be that stupid. Just. Confirm that he isn't. ]
You used it all up here? You're kiddin', right? You've got some saved still.
[ if sanemi knows how to check his account, then all he'll see are 000's across the board. whatever money the government had given him has been spent making sure the sweet potato shopkeep knew how good his wares are. rengoku is, if nothing else, a generous patron — stupid, but insanely generous. ]
But don't worry about it, Shinazugawa. The sweet potatoes were worth it!
[ because that's clearly what this is all about. ]
[ The headache that cuts across his forehead is sharp; taking a second, Sanemi rubs his temples to ease the pain. He really does like Rengoku .... and he's actually happy to see him alive (not that he'll admit it, the secret of how many soft feelings he has one he doesn't realize will be pried out with the effects of Synchrony unknown to him still), but god is he stupid. ]
Listen. The corps aren't paying our tab here and you need money to get by. They pay you based on how much of that Manna you make. Don't be stupid with your money if you don't plan on doing that Synchrony shit.
[ He'll also need Manna to keep his energy up too, so he won't be totally broke .... but still. All of it?! ]
[ rengoku might be the most beloved pillar but he certainly takes the dumbest crown. he doesn't appear to see a problem with having no money at all, because they were spent on things that were worth it (to him). money can always be made back one way or another—it's not a concern to him. ]
Synchrony? —Ah!
[ it comes to him after thinking about it for a while. and without hesitating, he reaches for sanemi's hand, a small prickle of something pleasant happening almost immediately. ]
You mean this, right? Isn't it interesting? To get paid over such a simple gesture!
[ guess who thinks all he has to do is hold hands. that's right, this fool. ]
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[ the silence lingers as rengoku allows the other pillar to inspect him. it's not like he has anything to hide, never has for most of his life, so it doesn't bother him when those lilac eyes scrutinize every inch of him. the ruby is a stark reminder of what happened to him before waking up here, so of course it earns a solemn smile. ]
A different colour, you say? You'll have to show me sometime.
[ he buttons up the top part of his uniform once he's sure sanemi has studied it enough, wanting all of his focus on the other man this time. his eyes are as intense as ever, a burning flame that refuses to waver. ]
I don't know why it is I was brought here, but... I can promise you I'll work just as hard as before.
[ he won't let his fellow pillar down, no matter what happens here. ]
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Damn straight. We might be on some fucked up new planet, but our job hasn't changed. [ undead or not, technically he didn't retire ... so Sanemi's counting on him. ] Weird thing is, I haven't run into any demons yet. The natives here are something else.
[ Something not hungry to eat people, despite how strange the generation of manna might strike him—weird, but not actually harmful to anyone. ]
Not that it means we should let our guard down. [ lmao as if they'd ever do that. ] If we're here, the demons can follow.
[ .... even ones they've killed, he's realizing, considering death isn't an obstacle for whatever power that drew them here. ]
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there's something that immediately makes rengoku pay close attention. his eyes narrow at the possibility of it. he didn't even consider this until sanemi brought it up, and now it's all he can focus on. he almost feels bad for indulging himself with several trays of sweet potatoes when he should have been out looking for demons. ]
... You're right. That should have been the first thing I did.
[ almost too suddenly, he stands up, eyes ablazed with intense determination. ]
Shinazugawa! Shall we go see if there are demons to be found on this planet?
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Fuck yeah.
[ What better way to spend the day than hunting down and cutting up demons? None, that's what. Maybe if they're lucky they'll find the demon that killed RG and get some old fashioned revenge; anything's possible.
Ah, but not without glancing over the trays once more, ]
How'd you even pay for all that?
[ Surely Rengoku's been here for two damn minutes. ]
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(a quiet promise, made solely to himself and his own selfishness. sanemi doesn't need to hear any of them.)
he looks over at the tray of potatoes, head tilting. ]
The government gave me money so I used it all up here.
[ he may be great in battle, but no one said rengoku was a smart man... at least when it comes to stuff like this. ]
Why do you ask?
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[ Sorry if he chokes for a moment. He used all of the starter money on food?! And he just got here?! Maybe he didn't actually mean all of it .... maybe all of these trays aren't actually his, despite the evidence clearly supporting the fact that Rengoku blew all his money on food.
Sanemi takes a breath, evening his temper out. Rengoku is stupid, but he can't be that stupid. Just. Confirm that he isn't. ]
You used it all up here? You're kiddin', right? You've got some saved still.
[ HE'S KIDDING, RIGHT? ]
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It's all gone!
[ if sanemi knows how to check his account, then all he'll see are 000's across the board. whatever money the government had given him has been spent making sure the sweet potato shopkeep knew how good his wares are. rengoku is, if nothing else, a generous patron — stupid, but insanely generous. ]
But don't worry about it, Shinazugawa. The sweet potatoes were worth it!
[ because that's clearly what this is all about. ]
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For fuck's sake...
[ The headache that cuts across his forehead is sharp; taking a second, Sanemi rubs his temples to ease the pain. He really does like Rengoku .... and he's actually happy to see him alive (not that he'll admit it, the secret of how many soft feelings he has one he doesn't realize will be pried out with the effects of Synchrony unknown to him still), but god is he stupid. ]
Listen. The corps aren't paying our tab here and you need money to get by. They pay you based on how much of that Manna you make. Don't be stupid with your money if you don't plan on doing that Synchrony shit.
[ He'll also need Manna to keep his energy up too, so he won't be totally broke .... but still. All of it?! ]
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Synchrony? —Ah!
[ it comes to him after thinking about it for a while. and without hesitating, he reaches for sanemi's hand, a small prickle of something pleasant happening almost immediately. ]
You mean this, right? Isn't it interesting? To get paid over such a simple gesture!
[ guess who thinks all he has to do is hold hands. that's right, this fool. ]