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#izayao #{ thread;#// the first thing that came to mind. laughs a lot.

" Oh. You really go right for the tough questions, don't you, Orihara? Maybe I should have picked dare instead. " He laughs briefly despite everything, swiping his thumb underneath his nose. " ... Let's see, I guess ... Kind of a dumb one, but I'm afraid of flying. My mom tried to get me on a plane once, and there was just no way. Heights don't bother me, but something about flying does. Weird, huh? "

With a sheepish grin, he sets his hands on his knees, legs folded underneath him, and leans forward. " Your turn. Truth or dare? "

⋮█ ▌◞♛ — He listens soundlessly as the ‘words of wisdom' slip through Chikage's coral tiers, limbs coming to rest behind his head as a tranquil expression looms over his face. Needless to say, the man did have a point, if so to speak. Still, there’s something that sits in the back of his mind, a nature that burns with such might, such voice and yet sits in a calm stage as he stares at him a bit before closing caramel irises. "True, but.."

he says calmly, eyes shadowed with the day’s toil, words coming to a cease before eyes opened once more, and he continued. "They may try and hide it in movies, but there’s no denying death exists. Yet, they try to brighten other’s day but simply creating a happy ending … yet this is the real world, there is no happy ending.” Words bleed and burn in emphasis, arms coming back down to rest on his lap and he shrugs. “That’s just my opinion.”

" Sure there is, " he cuts in almost as soon as Masaomi finishes his sentence, " if you want there to be one. " He slips his hat off, then leans back, reaching over to drop it over the other's golden hair. He allows himself a moment to survey the damage to his hair from all that bleaching, then nods and pulls his hand away. " The thing is, no ending comes to you without work. "

He drops his foot, crossing his ankles, then slouches himself down on the bench, heaving an almost - bored sigh. " If you sit in your room all day, or lay on the ground and do nothing -- you don't get a bad or a good ending, right? You didn't accomplish anything, but nothing happened either. Now, let's look at it from another angle. You go out, you lose your wallet, so you call it a bad day. But, it doesn't have to be. You can call up a friend, have them help you look for it, and you can do something together, whether you find it or not. "

He tilts his head again. " You go to the park, sit on the swings -- you're never too old for that -- or you spin on the merry - go - round until you hurl. You laugh, enjoy each other's company. Sure, you had a crappy start, but suddenly it isn't so bad, right? It's on you what kind of ending you get. Bad things are sometimes inevitable, but you can change your outlook and you can create a chain of better events to remedy it. "

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⋮█ ▌◞♛ — ”..Roku—” His voice stops for a sparse moment, a reluctant sigh is released, allowing himself to be brought over to bench as he willingly sat against the hard surface of the bench, knees pressed against one another and ambers burn into the others eyes, and he murmurs. "Nothing, only the fact movie directors who don’t seem to understand the concept of life and death."

" Yeah, well. " He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, the smile fading into something more akin to a thoughtful expression as his eyes lift skyward. Almost subconsciously, his hand raises to flip the brim of his hat out of his line of sight. " Movies aren't about reality. It's what sells. What people want to think is gonna happen. "

He leans his chin into his hand as he surveys his interlocutor, then grins again. " Most people want to walk out of a movie with their heart soaring; the tears burning their eyes should be ones from when they were afraid it wouldn't work out, then happiness that it did. Life is hard enough that most people aren't looking to pay for something that's just going to depress them as it reminds them of the harsh reality of what they wake up to every morning. "

⋮█ ▌◞♛ — He blinks once, twice … yet there was no sign of discomfort for he didn’t flinch. Instead, the shogun simply turns his head to gaze dully at the one in question. "It’s nothin’ important, Just thinkin’ out loud."

" Uh huh ... " He steps around Kida, and glances around before grabbing the blond's sleeve to, walking backwards, drop on a nearby bench. He pulls one foot up to his knee before leaning forward on his thighs with an ever - present smile. " And brought it up? "

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⋮█ ▌◞♛ — ”Do people seriously not understand the concept of death? It means you die, never to come back, ever.”

" Hm. Something on your mind, there? " He knocks the top of Kida's shoulder with the side of his fist from behind. " Sound like it. "

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❤; Returning the smile, Mika replied, “I could say the same.” Odd at that, but that could only mean that he would not pose a threat against her.