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“I’m being a huge dick? So that’s why you like me so much.”

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“Basically, yeah. I’m hella gay, I’m very attracted to dicks.”

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“You don’t want to fight me?” Ayato repeated as it was the first time he ever heard of a investigator actually not wanting to end a ghoul’s life or attempt to end one. It was their job to do it. They get paid to go out and kill ghouls, and some of them really enjoyed the whole killing aspect of their job. He wasn’t even sure if it was possible for a dove to not like killing on some level, so he did think it was a lie and a way to lure Ayato in and let his guard down. “Very funny..” Teeth gnawed at the inside of his cheek for a moment before the space between his eyebrows wrinkled and his muscles tensed as he prepared himself to actually fight off the other.

He couldn’t help but just think on why the other wasn’t just going to do his assignment and before he kills the other.. he’d like to know why, plus Ayato liked to talk to his meals before eating so why not give this dove the same treatment if he was unwilling to engage in a battle right away. “Why would you pick this profession if you don’t like to fight us?” Arms open, gesturing around him. “Its ‘kill or be killed’ in this world, dove. And your job is to do some of the killing until you meet your match and one of us gets to claim your death and have our names thrown around in papers, and our Rank going up in the books.”

Peaceful ghouls were, of course, a thing since being a ghoul was not something one just wakes up and decides to be one day but it was something that they were born and basically a new species.. But an investigator, a dove, is something that can be chosen. A peaceful investigator just did not work or seem to click in his mind. “I don’t have all night, dove..” Each word that was spoken came out in puffs of smoke and he did take a few steps towards the dove. This can’t end in a draw, a truce. Truces between investigators and doves were not, and never could be, a thing.

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“Do rabbits hate foxes for hunting them? Do fish hate sharks? No, so why should I hate Ghouls? We don’t commit mass genocide of foxes because they hunt rabbits. I don’t see why we should murder Ghouls. You’re...simply higher on the food chain than I am.” Takashi replied. He’d thought about this a lot, and it was clear from his words that this was no explanation he’d cooked up in the moment.

Honestly, he could understand the Rabbit’s hesitation and mistrust. How many times had investigators tried to kill him? Takashi couldn’t imagine what it was like to live as a Ghoul. He felt like a monster whenever he killed, unless it was a binge eater or a Ghoul that took pleasure in torturing their prey. A sigh clouded the cold air, swirling the falling flakes in front of him.

“I’d really rather not fight you. I’d rather just walk away. However, this is the case I was assigned, and no matter how much I hate myself for it, I follow orders... this one being, unfortunately, to kill you. Or apprehend you, but I honestly think it would be more merciful to not.”

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Kita Takashi. He rolled the name around in his head to make sure that he’d politely remember it. Memory issues were still troublesome for Haise, though he’d gotten a good deal better in recent days with it. The short term stuff was much better now, at any rate.

This young investigator was like most, very eager. It was both a blessing and a curse. He’d perform well surely; do whatever Haise asked of him. But it ignited the regret that he always felt at having to pretend to be cold towards someone who seemed to actually be rather nice. He blew away some of that gloomy, dangerous miasma that seemed to surround him as he let out a pleasant sigh and another smile.

“It’s a pleasure to be working with you, Takashi-san. Would you like to go through these case files with me over coffee?” He offered. It was always better to debrief a “new guy” as soon as possible, Haise had always thought. Though he kept his own secrets, the CCG’s were expendable to him if it meant keeping those under his command safe from harm.

Well, it looked like things might go well this time around, or at least they seemed to. He’d been burned enough times to be hesitant, though. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t make an effort to keep things going smooth. Takashi returned the smile, nodding slightly. “I think I would like that, yes.” he replied.

Honestly, Takashi was a bit surprised by the appearance of his superior. He was used to working under older investigators, so someone his age? Perhaps this could go well for him...for them. Maybe this would be what he needed to show HQ that he was qualified for a promotion, or even a consistent partner. No more being thrown wherever. No more ridding on the privilege of his father’s name.

It was actually only recently that he’d been authorized to carry a quinque, nearly six months after he’d graduated from the academy. The briefcase that rarely left his side was worn and looked old, perhaps because it was. After all, it had been his father’s.

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