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[duranduel]

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[duranduel]

Yeah. But I'm trying my best.

[Doing what he can! Trying what he can! Haha. Everything sucks.]

[He just sighs, leaning in to lean his head against the other's shoulder.]

Hm. [...] But you're acting oddly, yourself. I don't understand why, though.

[modissty]

Mm... Let me know what can be done to help, if anything, yes?

[A moment of clear speaking in his general muddle-headedness and slurring... He reaches up, hesitating for a second before gently petting Mandricardo's head where it rests against his shoulder. Very matter-of-factly:]

I'm cursed. [He's triple-cursed actually.] And also drunk. It's fine.

[duranduel]

Okay. I don't want to bother you, though. I think that makes people annoyed if they get bothered too much?

[Oh. And a pet. He shifts to lean more into that.]

Good to know. [He's sincere about saying that! Now he knows!] Cursed with what?

[modissty]

It's fine; you don't bother or annoy me.

[He says this very certainly! Somehow! Despite the mild slur to the words. He'll also continue gently petting him because it just seems like what he should be doing in this moment.]

Cursed with drunk. [Thanks, Sakyou. Though, after a beat, with a furrowed brow, he'll add:] I didn't drink anything. [They're all just Like This... Also:] Sometimes I feel guilty for being terrible.

[duranduel]

Oh. That's good.

[At least he's knows that's a good thing? Also enjoying the pets, even though a part of him Doesn't Get It.]

Cursed with drunk...that's rough. [Buddy.] And....why do you feel guilty? Just randomly? You're not terrible.

[modissty]

[Sweet, turned-around, very confused Mandricardo... He tucks some of his hair behind his ear, gently smoothing it down.

Then, as if to demonstrate just how random his cheeseburger sasuke moments are, he half-shakes his head because he IS terrible, actually!!]

I am a criminal and I should be back in jail.

[Thanks.]

[duranduel]

[Just staring at him for a moment.]

Oh, this is a guilty moment. Shh, shh. [And just moving in to press a kiss against the side of his head.] It's okay. No jail for you. Even though...you never told me you were there in the first place...?

[modissty]

[Thanks, Mandricardo, you incredibly scrambled lad. Sakyou just pats his head as though in thanks for the very considerate gesture.]

There isn't any jail here, but if there was, I would go sit in it. [COME GET HIM POLICE HE'S DONE RUNNING!!! Also don't worry about it. Sometimes you're just in jail.

He pats Mandricardo's cheek helpfully.]

Yes. I break laws and run from the police.

[Once again, thanks.]

[duranduel]

You never told me you were a criminal.

[In the same tone as "wow you never told me your fave color was purple". Pats him back.]

What laws are you even breaking?

[modissty]

[THEY'RE JUST IN THE DIRT PATTING EACH OTHER. HELP.]

All of them, probably. A lot of them. [Then, in a quiet but super solemn like, fuckin stage-whisper:] I'm a murderer.

[duranduel]

[Nodding.....at this?]

I know that. I'm a murderer, too. So if anything, we both should be in jail.

[modissty]

[He regains a bit of lucidity from cheeseburgeritis, perhaps?! No breaks from the drunk curse though, so he's just gently patting Mandricardo's face again before brushing some hair out of it with tender tipsy care.]

No, it's good that you're not in jail. I'm glad that you're here.

[duranduel]

[Now he's the one reaching over to take the other's face in his hands, gently, staring at him.]

This is what "glad" is? Hm.

[A pause.]

Maybe...I'm glad, too.

[modissty]

[MANDI your EMOTIONAL IDENTIFICATION ABILITIES... Sakyou still has no idea what the fuck is happening here but he seems happy to hear that?! He's just smiling in that one-fried-braincell kind of way.]

Good - good. You deserve to be. It's troubling to see you upset...

[duranduel]

I don't think I'm upset.

[mandricardo, going through trauma: wowee!]

So if I'm not upset, you shouldn't be upset, okay?

[modissty]

[Even drunk Sakyou isn't sure he trusts or believes in that, but it's fine, probably. They're all going to be dealing with so much belated trauma after their various curses wear off, if they aren't DEAD.]

Okay. [IS IT?? He gently cups Mandricardo's face... before squishing his cheeks......] Ah - sorry. I interrupted you earlier, I think?

[DIRT MOUNDS???]

[duranduel]

[Cheeks are squished....he is a chipmunk now....]

Oh. No. It's okay. [A beat - he actually looks a bit sad.] Those were graves I just dug earlier.

[HEWWO?]

[modissty]

[Mandrichipmunk...

ALSO HELLO??? Sakyou's just squinting and looking Alarmed for a moment, before glancing back over to the dirt mounds.]

What? Graves for what? For who?

[duranduel]

[Just looks over a bit casually? What's alarm.]

...For our bat, and our dog. Hector, and Miku. They were with us during that field trip...and died.

[modissty]

[Oh... this is tragic. They also lost a cat because the mods were out for pet blood in these adventures, apparently.]

Oh. [HE LOOKS SAD. This is sad. There is so much death on this campus.] ...It's good that you were able to bury them, at least.

[duranduel]

[no sakyou IT WAS A LITERAL BAT. WITH WINGS. BAT AND DOG. TWILIGHT CUTE PET EDITION]

...Yeah. I think we did what was right. They'll be remembered that way.

[modissty]

[NO, HIS CYOA LOST A CAT. THEIR SWEET PET CAT SILBER WHO SAVED THEIR LIVES!!!! So many dead pets in this Chili's tonight.]

Mm, I agree. [...] I can make them funerary rite papers... tomorrow. If you would like.

[He says, unfortunately too optimistic that this will wear off by then.]

[duranduel]

[OH NO I SEEE NOOOO SAKYOU YOUR CATTTTTTTTTTT]

If you think that should be done, then sure. You're my friend, after all.

[Just nodding!]

[modissty]

[ALL THESE PETS JUST DEADZOS.

Sakyou nods solemnly from his permanent home in the dirt.]

Thank you - I'll make sure that they're done very nicely, since you've entrusted me with such an important task.

[duranduel]

[Reaches up and pats his head.]

You can do it. I know you can.