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[prouddumah]

PSA

Please stop stabbing my children with conveniently placed spears. They are already orphans.

Thank you,

Ghost of Dumah

P.S. - Report this damnable spear-collector immediately. Who is going around putting spears everywhere!?

@blue-shifted

[passeris]

"I love you." Senji says.

It’s the way he says it, a little tipsy and a little too effortless, as he lays on her bed; dragged there to sleep off his buzz instead of going home. There are only a few people that she believe when they say that they love her, he is one of them and it always is a little bitter sweet.

Because he can’t say it sober. He’s not ashamed of her, that she knows, it’s just who he is, but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t wish he’d say it sober just once. She knows he doesn’t mean it like THAT, of course, they’re just friends…or maybe family.

Pressing a kiss to his forehead–because he’s the only person she does that to–she manages a grin for him and picks up his legs to roll him the rest of the way onto the bed.

“I love you too, now go to sleep.” And taking a deep breath to push down the well of emotions that threatened to break her, she turned off the light, closed the door and headed back down stairs to clean up the mess they’d made.

[passeris]

Continued for @whipwings from this

Kaya rolled her eyes, the first time they've seen each other OUTSIDE of prison and she's gotta make it fukkin weird! Jamming her hands in her pockets, the tomboy frowned at her defiantly.

"NO...I said it's fukkin cute! Because it's fukkin cute, schizo!"

[passeris]

Visitation || Drabble

Kaya had never been especially fond of hospitals. True she didn't especially dislike them either, but there was something sour about visiting one after what had happened in Deadman Wonderland. Even so she'd come, just as she did every Thursday since her release; she'd never missed a visit.

"Back again?" The nurse smiled as Kaya finished signing her name in the visitors log; she must have been new, the deadman didn't remember seeing her before. "Your boyfriend is lucky to have someone so dedicated, the other nurses tell me you come every week."

{ Boyfriend...? }

"Oh, it's nothing like that..." She offered with a smile; knowing that the woman before her could not have known the magnitude of the irony of her statement. Kaya had never been in a romantic relationship EVER, let alone with whom she was here to visit. They weren't even friends. But the sparrow didn't tell her that much, instead offering a polite bow to excuse herself and heading down the hall.

The room she was looking for was room 336, it was part of the coma wing and the first time she'd come she'd gotten lost looking for it. This was because it was at the end of the hall where the numbers jumped; so instead of being next to room 334 or 335, it was next to room 310. It had taken her nearly an hour to figure out where to go, partly because there were usually no other visitors in this wing and there was little need for constant staff to be present; they instead took shifts checking on the patients every few hours.

Perhaps it had been a good thing, the ordeal had made it impossible to ever forget where it was again.

Finding the room she was looking for, she stepped inside, taking off her hoodie and sighing softly as she threw it on a chair that she herself would eventually sink into.

"Geez it's hot in here! Are they trying to cook you?" The man on the bed offered no answer and the rosette crossed the room to turn down the thermostat, continuing to talk to him. "They think I'm your girlfriend now, funny right? I guess I understand why, I mean it's not like they know you're a total whackjob." She glanced at him, the soft beeping of the heart monitor and the hum of the breathing machine stretching between them before she returned to the chair and pulled it up beside him.

Settling down for what she knew would be more than a few hours spent with him, she dug a book from her hoodie pocket and flipped through it; quietly cursing the fact that she'd not used a bookmark last time.

"What chapter were we on?" No answer, as expected, and after a moment her eyes drifted to him yet again; the book and her hands falling into her lap as she momentarily gave up looking for where she'd left off.

"I wonder if you're ever going to wake up..." Leaning on one hand, her other hand trailed along his, not taking hold of it--not daring to--but instead coming to rest on his wrist. "What would you say...? Definitely not thank you... If we're being honest, you'd probably just laugh at me." Because she was stupid enough not to just let him drown. Sighing softly she sat back and returned to looking for where they'd left off in the book.

"Well whatever, if you do wake up I guess it means one less bill for me, right monk?" But somehow it was a day she was dreading; because it meant she didn't have this one thing that had become so normal to her. This one thing that had become the cornerstone of her whole routine outside the prison walls.

She picked up reading at the beginning of the chapter after the last one she remembered finishing, knowing that it wasn't EXACTLY where they'd left off but knowing that he wasn't going to complain either. Perhaps if he'd been conscious, but for today she could do as she liked.

They got through four chapters before the nurse from before came to do bed checks and let Kaya know that visiting hours were coming to a close. And just like she did every week, the sparrow gathered her things with little argument and was out the door, leaving the nurse to look through his chart and make her checks.

"Azuma Genkaku...?" She smiled softly, "Don't you know it's rude to keep a girl waiting...?"

[passeris]

"I don't want to see you."

Sentence Starters {Intense Angst Edition} || Accepting

Kaya was sure her heart had stopped, she’d felt it quake–felt it break–and took a step backwards as she felt something that she’d not felt in a long time. Tears.

She’d come to him–ducked her parole officer and made her way to his apartment–because he was the only person she could think of that would be able to turn her world right side up again. Was she wrong? Apparently.

But she wasn’t one to just crumble, with her tears came anger and before she could stop herself she kicked the door in on him, breaking it from its hinges as her fingers curled into fists.

“Yeah? Well fuck you!” Her voice broke as she snapped at him, tears cutting hot paths down her cheeks. “Grandma died today and you can’t be fucking bothered to talk to me?! Go to hell!” He might’ve been able to not care, but not her, she cared too much for her own good; even if only about a select few of which he was party.

“God DAMNIT!” And with that last curse, she turned on her heel and walked away, unsure of where she was going but knowing she didn’t want to go home.

[passeris]

(Yuzuki) "I bought ice cream!"

The knock on the door echoed through the darkened apartment, finding Kaya laying on the floor, her arms over her eyes to hide her face. It wasn’t the first sound she’d heard that day, the outside world never seemed to stop, but today she just couldn’t manage to keep up with it.

In fact her world had come to a crashing halt at eight thirty six that morning when a hospital in Saitama had called her. Granny Miyako had died.

She should have been used to death by now, she’d been surrounded–permeated–by it since the tender age of fourteen, and yet every time it came to her doorstep, it always felt new. New and agonizing and left her feeling empty.

Her first thought had been to call Senji but she’d hung up as soon as he’d said hello because she couldn’t stomach the idea of him seeing her like this. He had been right that day in the gym in G block, she was weak. Because as much as she tried not to she always ended up caring just too much; it was a lesson that simply wouldn’t take hold and at the moment she wasn’t sure if it was really a good thing.

“Kaya-chan!” Kaya didn’t move even as Yuzuki rapped on the door again, this time calling her name and trying to persuade her to open the door.

“C'mon, open the door….please? I bought ice cream!” The offer of a sweet treat wasn’t enough to coax her off the floor, but it did push the twenty year old to move. Reaching blindly up onto the coffee table for her phone before flipping it open and composing a message.

[txt: Yuzu ❤] I’m not feeling good, I don’t want you to catch it.[txt: Yuzu ❤] Please go home, I will call you as soon as I feel better.

It was harsh, but she couldn’t deal with anything today. Not today. Maybe later, when the world stopped spinning and she was able to form concrete thoughts but for now she just couldn’t. And once she’d clicked ‘send’ her arm dropped to hit the floor, taking the phone with it.

[passeris]

Headcanon: Hair

Though she has always kept her hair short, as she gets older Kaya starts to let her hair grow down to her chin. This habit starts when she is 20 and her hair is this length the first time Senji visits her a year after their release; unfortunately his compliment of how she was starting to look like a real girl prompted her to get it cut back to her usual short style.

[passeris]