if we’re friends n you pull out a ouija board while we’re chillin thats deadass the last time we’re hangin out

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@kotowarv
if we’re friends n you pull out a ouija board while we’re chillin thats deadass the last time we’re hangin out
depression can get me but it will never catch rohan
mindfulgap:
“ @kotowarv ” - nature’s a bitch
premonition or not it broke his heart. the instant crushing reflected in the distraught sound that came from his mouth. his hands coming across his heart for protection against the sight that was a few falling feathers. all that hard work they put in, and that one time gappy volunteered to chew up bird food and hand feed him. “i don’t think i wanted to be right.” gappy added turning to rohan. disbelief, shock, a small hatred for coincidences and fate
“rohan..i’m crying.”
‘ well, it’s nature’s way. there’s nothing we can do about it. ’
Rohan didn’t know what else to say. he figured kind words were needed, or a small action to drive worry and sadness away even if only for a moment. but he couldn’t think of anything that could benefit both their prides. instead, Rohan stayed silent, hearing the other man cry his eyes out, unrestrainedly. his emotions were on full display, without regard of Rohan’s own stare, and that alone fascinated the manga-ka enough to keep him grounded to his place, studying every shift in Gappy’s expression.
when the sobs quelled down, little by little, Rohan continued speaking:
‘ think about this: the bird was injured, and too small. from the looks of it, its parents must have already left the surrounding area. the bird couldn’t have survived on its own, so i guess it’s for the best. none of us could have taken care of it. it’s not a species born for domestication. ’ Rohan turned his gaze away, sensing a cold breeze froming from the space between the trees. leaves danced in its mercy, sunlight filtering through. it felt like being underwater, while breathing. Rohan took a handkerchief out of his pocket, handing it to him, still not meeting his eye.
‘ you don’t need to return it. just make sure to clean yourself up before we get back. ’
“Everyone deserves a second second chance.” (from either josuke or koichi)
‘ and? why did you bring this up now of all times, Koichi? ’ Rohan didn’t know what to make out of this conversation. or rather, he didn’t want to give it more attention than it was worth.
it was part of Koichi’s nature to intercept, when things didn’t seem right. for what reason was he doing it now? it could only mean two things: Koichi had remembered something, or saw something that didn’t please him. what the correct option was, Rohan supposed it would be all the same. so he waved the topic away with his left hand, the other focused on tracing the outline of a sketch. he should be done with this chapter in about an hour and a half.
‘ i’ll keep it in mind. thank you for the advice. ’
“His name is Garbage.” its a snail
‘ this is a snail. ’ he said, matter-of-factly. his intention, however, was to reiterate, unable to believe his eyes. a snail... and it was pretty much alive. Rohan frowned, unsure of whether he should feel disgust or interest. sure, snails weren’t a common pet, but it was far from his field of study — or more accurately, outside of what he wanted to write about in his comics.
‘ where did you get this? isn’t it poisonous? this is the first time i see one this close, so i wouldn’t know how tell the difference. i know poisonous frogs have vibrant colors, and snakes have curved fangs to make injecting venom easier. the Fer-de-Lance snake is easy to spot, as its head has the shape of an arrow, or so i’ve heard. but snails... ’ he darted his eyes between the snail and the hands holding it up. his nose wrinkled in discomfort. ‘ ...i don’t mean to sound rude but... the slime... does it feel gross? oh! i don’t want to touch it. i’m just... wondering. ’
“Everyone deserves a second second chance.” :^)
‘ surely, you are not speaking about yourself. ’ of course you are. Rohan thought. this discussion had prolongued for more than Rohan cared to remember, or keep track of. enough to elicit a sour twist from his mouth as he noticed the hopeful, unnerving light in Josuke’s eyes. Rohan threw the strap of his notebook on a shoulder, standing from his seat. he continued, in a calmer, yet hollow tone, as he took his wallet out of his back pocket.
‘ maybe there are some people deserving of a second chance, i won’t deny it. but in some cases, it doesn’t take so little. and i am unwilling to give a third, a fourth, or more chances, when they’re not well-earned. ’ Rohan, then, set the money on the table. enough to cover for both of them.
without another word, he left, not looking back.
“They seem very happy. I hope nothing horrible ever happens to them.” - mindfulgap plz
‘ you think so? ’ Rohan watched the birds set flight. he couldn’t deny there was a feeling of accomplishment, of satisfaction, settling comfortably in his stomach. they had managed to heal the sparrow’s wing with what little material they had at hand. Rohan sighed, leaning his weight against a tree. ‘ well, i suppose we can only hope they manage to get out of here before a bigger bird catches the— ’
words stuck in his throat. his eyes barely caught the shadow of an owl flying just above their heads, and directly towards the sparrows. in one swift motion, the owl caught them in its claws, leaving Gappy and Rohan standing in silence.
what the hell.
‘ .......ah... that’s... nature. nothing we can do about it... ’ he glanced to his side, a hint of worry in Rohan’s face. ‘ we should head back. ’
jocraze:
“ o - oh, of course! yeah … “ josuke knew dislike when he saw it. would this guy ever let it go & forgive? peace was needed if they were going to work together to find kira. there was no room for hostility & bad blood among themselves. & with a hand raised behind him, lazily rubbing at the back of his neck, the teen held an open mind as he able himself for the worse. “ so listen … wouldn’t it be easier if we drop all the bad shit between us? i said i was sorry already & i’d hate it if this got in the way of hunting kira down. don’t ya understand? “
‘ ...what are you talking about? ’ the frown on Rohan’s face grew deeper, the corners of his mouth curling in a gesture of distate. what Josuke expected from this exchange, Rohan could grasp to a degree. but he couldn’t share the sentiment. his kindness, Rohan believed, was misplaced. assuming it could be called that and not an attempt to walk out with a clean conscience, given the many times he’d wronged Rohan before. he gave two steps forward, looking Josuke down. the difference in height didn’t matter to Rohan.
‘ i thought i made myself clear that day. ’ Rohan’s voice was sharp around the edges, words sinking sourly as he continued. ‘ fine, i’ll repeat it one more time: we can’t get along. we won’t get along. simply wanting it won’t make a change, Higasikata Josuke. what good intentions you may have, they’re completely one-sided. ’
‘ now, regarding the investigation... there’s no need to worry about that. i can arrange my priorities just fine. though i would prefer we cut our meetings to a minium, i can’t simply discard that your Crazy Diamond can be a card in our favor. it’s not a compliment, don’t let get to your head. is that everything you had to tell me? way to waste my time. ’
jocraze:
* starter. @kotowarv!
“ yo, mister rohan! got a second to spare? “
‘ higashikata josuke, huh. ’ Rohan regarded him with a pointed stare, not quite facing the other fully. in his side-way position, Rohan folded his arms, keeping a distance between them. if he could, he wanted to avoid any pointless chatter, especially coming from him. ‘ ...a second? i suppose i have that much. but make it quick, i’d hate to stay any more time than necessary. ’
veniaes:
❛ ROHAN, ❜ sudden / imploring / curious — it’s the most focused she’s been this entire time, a peek out into the real world from within from her daydreams and she begins her eager attempt to reel him back in with her. ❛ have you ever been in love ? ❜ / @kotowarv .
‘ what’s with that question all of a sudden? ’ indeed, the question was sudden.
from his position, Rohan could see the way expectance brightened the colorful shades in her eyes. he felt reluctant to share a piece of information this personal, this distant from current days. the memory came to him in slow repetitions of shadows, almost lethargically. like dropping stones into a pond. the ripples disperse, carrying the moonlight's reflection with them. Rohan hummed thoughtfully, sitting back on his chair.
‘ maybe i was. i’m not sure of it, given it happened while i was still a teenager. ’ Rohan's gaze lowered, resting his jaw on a fist. His other hand stayed on the table, fingers drumming mutely against the wood. ‘ there was a woman... Nanase, was her name. she was a tenant in my grandmother’s inn. she was... eccentric, though soothing... very beautiful; i knew very little about her. i always looked forward to showing my manuscripts to her, hearing what thoughts she had about my work. i confessed my feelings, but was thoroughly rejected. that’s as close as i’ve ever been to liking someone in that way, i suppose. ’
dreamair:
@kotowarv
she groans loudly, turning over from her back, kicking her legs into the air and resting hands under her chin. at this rate the boredom would kill her before nea or the black order got to did.
‘ do you ever stop talking about art? this isn’t what i had in mind when i wanted to go somewhere fun. ’
‘ our priorities lay on completely opposite sides, it seems. ’ what rohan figued would be a peaceful evening suddenly became a most tiresome task: to keep her amused, rohan had to go out of his way to bring her along to his already scheduled visit to the art museum.
a couple days ago, morioh radio announced there would be an exposition of dahli’s works in the city, and the paintings, though copies with certification, still drew the public’s attention for an entire week. now, with the decreasing demand, rohan found the paintings in display would be interesting to analyze. immitation strictly necessitated another artist’s own grace. even if the life given to it didn’t quite feel like the original work, rohan could sense a kind of passion in their faithfulness.
rohan hummed, contemplative. if art was not to her liking, then he doubted they would have any other thing in common. music, perhaps? he discarded the thought right away. his steps resumed the slow walk, taking him to the next painting.
‘ as for your question: no, art is not everything that there is for me. it would be more accurate to say manga is my strongest passion. but that’s off-topic. look at this painting. are not interested in the slightest about the surrealism in this one? surely, you can see the creativity put into using butterflies as a boat’s sails. ’
‘ then what would you call a good painting, if the great masters can’t move you? ’ rohan’s eyes lingered on her profile for a bit longer, focusing on the slight changes in her expression. she was a hard read, but he attributed the mysterious atmosphere to the little time they’ve known each other. that, assuming they knew each other at all.
with arms folded upon his chest, rohan tilted his head towards the painting. ‘ well, i guess not everyone’s moved over the same things. art, music, sculpture, writing — they all boil down to the same thing: to permeate through people’s hearts. an artist’s greatest ambition is to be remembered. these paintings have outlived their creators. this place is brimming with melancholy. ’
@lumeias
cambixn:
‘ ahh, y’really think so?! thanks, i guess i’ve just always had a knack f’making food. ’
though that was probably because he was sick of eating all the instant ramen his old man got for him. of course this entire time he’s chewing with a mouthful, almost as if he’s never eaten before.
‘ y’know i made more than enough. y’can have as much as y’want n’ i can even get ya a box for later if yer not hungry. ’
rohan looked down at his plate. it was almost empty, but he didn’t feel hungry enough to ask for a second serving. in fact, he’d gradually grown satisfied. rohan replied: ‘ this will be enough. ’
when rohan’s gaze returned to okumura’s face, his eyebrows twisted into a tight frown. such lacking table manners belonged to a brat his age, rohan supposed. the sight displeased him, so rohan opted to pour more water into his glass, keeping his hands occupied.
‘ i had my doubts about your cooking skills from the beginning, but like i said, you’ve impressed me into respecting what you’ve done with the mushrooms. i wouldn’t call myself a picky eater, but i guess there are ingredients much less appetizing than others. these, however, are fine. ’ rohan paused for a moment to take another bite, indulge in the taste, and swallow before continuing speaking.
‘ there are various ways mushrooms can be used outside of cusine. i’ve heard there are select people who use them as main material for clothing. it’s a new trend, and environmentally friendly, apparently. though in more ancient times, they used to be an important part of magic rituals, in some cultures. now, they are here, mixed with some pasta and sauce. times change, i suppose. ’
‘ it's impressive that you can make people enjoy the meals you prepare for them. to fill a stomach is not what’s difficult, anything can make do depending on the circumstances. making the experience worth a memory is what takes effort and skill.
even i can respect something like that. ’
@cambixn
STARTER CALL! like this for a small starter! length might vary and if you’re up to plot for something longer, my IMs are open. will probably get these done some time tonight or tomorrow.
Koichi: Someone’s coming. Someone you don’t like.
Rohan: That could be anyone.