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@nijimoron
"Ugh it's so dusty in here...really need to clean the place up..."
[I wanna keep the username, honestly forgot I had this blog-]
“ I swear I have seen you before somewhere.” He sighs and blinks a few times, this was the blurry face of the teen in the photo of Giorno’s tiny man-child friend Kiosk or something. Koichi! that was it, some Japanese name, why would the background guy in Koichi’s friend group be here in Naples, Southern Italy?
“Are you friends with the small man Koichi? The same one that helped someone I know with his stand battles?”
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Okuyasu, a teen who won the lottery was now able to sigh and spend his savings. His first trip was one planned to Italy! With the taste from Tonio he wanted to finally have a chance to taste the real thing! Already, he felt his stomach tightening in hunger, the plane ‘dinner’ wasn’t much considering he booked cheaply to save his cash.
Though the sudden question pulled him from the travel map he was looking at.
“Koichi-? How do you know that name? I know he is a good guy but…”He paused. He couldn’t spill too much information about his friend. “He avoids battles. Always has. Do you mind telling me the truth now that you’re caught in a lie?”
That was rich, calling the human lie detector a liar. "Koichi Hirose, came to Italy in 2001 in march if I’m not mistaken?.“ He meant his boss, and that boss would have been Giorno making the kid in the photo actually owed a favor by the current Don of Passione.
This guy was one of his associates and that meant he could easily just ask what he should do and if he should treat this man with respect or disrespect.
“I feel you should come to the restaurant and we can speak more privately about such matters.” He left huge hunks of information out and was oddly friendly in his tone of voice and mannerisms. He was definitely up to something there was no doubt about it, but Bruno was more suspicious of this young man than he was of the famed Koichi as getting a hold of him proved difficult and the mob hated to owe favors.
Who ever this man was, Okuyasu felt nearly uneasy with the fact he knew that Koichi was here, the month and year even. Normally he was a dunce when it came to picking apart hints and uncovering secrets but right now he could swear on his left pinky finger that this bobbed haired man was up to something nasty. After all he also mentioned stands. That alone could send shivers down his spine.
“As long as you, and I mean any part of you, doesn’t touch my food...then I am willing to settle in. But you have to tell me something, you said you knew about stands, and I am assuming from that...” He let his left hand raise a bit, spreading out all of his fingers as a faint white echo of a hand showed beside it. A seemingly empty palm as the ghastly hand put down two fingers. “How many fingers am I holding up?” His eyes would narrow as he knew damn well he was a bit childish in his tactics, but smart. After all, it was the right hand that held the secret to his stand.
“I really wanna give you an out for this, man. But you can just sling names and expect me to bend to too many commands without knowing what I’m getting into...” Okuyasu stated as he ignored the protesting pang in his stomach. The guy just had to mention talking it over some dinner- he just had to! If he didn’t learn his lesson in Morioh, he would have been more prone to tagging along without thought.
“Y’know...I still feel bad for all the shit my big bro did. Even if he wasn’t...the nicest he still did things outta the good of his heart,” Okuyasu murmured as he let his eyes shift to the ground. “They always say don’t speak ill of the dead but I think I can finally say this and not get in trouble...”
He takes a moment to clear his throat, his hands finding themselves deep in his pockets as his shoulders rolled a bit. “He wasn’t even kind to me...if I am honest he was nicer to Josuke than he was me. Guess ‘cause he thought for a moment he could help where I couldn’t-” Okuyasu’s lips curled up into a smile, a very half formed one but still a smile. “But that’s okay! He was just doin’ what he thought he needed to!”
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Things have gotten easier in Morioh, it seemed after the mess his brother had made has been settled for the most part. After all he had recently won some nice cash, no one to hold him back from spending it wildly besides his own desires. Though, he didn’t mind spending it on something like taking a new friend out to lunch!
“Hey, Koichi! Don’t be shy when ordering once we get there! I don’t mind paying for the meal and drinks here you know-” Okuyasu stated happily, his brows raising his brows. “I really promise it’s good! Might be a little wacky but I promise the results will be great!”
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“ I swear I have seen you before somewhere.” He sighs and blinks a few times, this was the blurry face of the teen in the photo of Giorno’s tiny man-child friend Kiosk or something. Koichi! that was it, some Japanese name, why would the background guy in Koichi’s friend group be here in Naples, Southern Italy?
“Are you friends with the small man Koichi? The same one that helped someone I know with his stand battles?”
@nijimoron
Okuyasu, a teen who won the lottery was now able to sigh and spend his savings. His first trip was one planned to Italy! With the taste from Tonio he wanted to finally have a chance to taste the real thing! Already, he felt his stomach tightening in hunger, the plane ‘dinner’ wasn’t much considering he booked cheaply to save his cash.
Though the sudden question pulled him from the travel map he was looking at.
“Koichi-? How do you know that name? I know he is a good guy but...”He paused. He couldn’t spill too much information about his friend. “He avoids battles. Always has. Do you mind telling me the truth now that you’re caught in a lie?”
miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you can’t keep doing this to yourself.
that’s…a lot of blood.
can you walk?
please don’t lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
i’m not going anywhere without you.
shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasn’t your fault.
this is all my fault.
you aren’t acting like yourself.
i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
you’re hurting me.
don’t ever do that again.
go to hell.
please don’t cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey – stay with me.
it’ll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.
things won’t always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
i’m okay. it’s all fine.
it’s not okay! you’re not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.
it’s clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didn’t mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay don’t act like this.
you don’t have to go through this by yourself.
i don’t want you to be alone.
please don’t regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
i’m worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], there’s nobody there.
i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.
don’t leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me what’s wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why don’t you care?
get the hell away from me.
please don’t do this.
i can’t believe that you lied to me.
just…stay for the night.
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you can’t die. i won’t let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
i’m sorry.
why do you have a gun?
don’t panic.
just breathe.
you’re bleeding.
i’m trying to stop the bleeding.
you’ve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call would’ve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.
I’ve never belonged anywhere I’m always just in between
“It’s not dying that I fear, but living in death.”
— Albert Camus, from a notebook entry featured in Notebooks (1951-1959)
Alexander Blok, from The Selected Poems; “The Dream That I Dreamed,”
Alexander Blok, from The Selected Poems of Alexander Blok; “I am Young,”
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