[open] a real nightmare

[no_kyouken]

Who ⬤ Majima (Shuten) & Open
What ⬤ May Substories, etc
Content Warnings ⬤ Cross dress, violence, alcohol, probably smut somewhere.

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[killtime]

[ She finishes with her first box, using that box cutter to methodically start breaking it down, folding it into something flat and manageable as she talks. Nonchalantly, to Majima: ]

Then maybe I'm just the kind of mean bitch they thought belonged with the Department. Fuck if I know.

[ She doesn't care much about the logic either. It is what it is now. And to be frank, it hasn't stopped her from fraternizing with the Shuten Clan entirely more than is healthy.

Brushing herself off absently, she comes to retrieve another box. As she does, she gives Emily a wry little look. ]

I'm sure you would've been fine. You handled me last night without any problems. [ Dryly then, jerking her thumb in Majima's direction: ] And if there were problems, Mr. Manager doesn't seem like he's keen to let you get hurt.

[no_kyouken]

[ Just the kind of mean bitch for the Department? ]

That's th'one.

[ He agrees just as lazily. It's really obvious neither one of them is paying much attention to these quips. He's paused in what he's doing long enough to spray down the next window pane, glancing over when he gets called 'Mr. Manager'. ]

It's Manager-han, actually.

[ An Osaka-ben honorific, specifically. And then he goes back to wiping down windows. ]

[medicative]

[Andy probably catches how on reflex, Emily's eyes go to Majima, before returning to her duties. yes, he has his obvious moments, but she's not entirely the pinnacle of secrets herself.]

Handling reasonable people is a sight different than being enlisted into an entire clan without a single choice in the matter.

[which. still happened. but the Sutoku are known more for cunning instead of the sort of straightforwardness that results in their reputation for recklessness. really, it's only generalization, but one can't deny the air of attack headon persists.]

I hardly know a thing about it, anyway. How Manager-han hasn't gotten sick of my endless questions is a mystery.

[killtime]

[ Truthfully, there's any number of reasons that any of the factions might have suited her perfectly well. She's lived a long time, been a lot of different things, had many different names. It's made her a mercurial creature — strong and noble at times, cruel and petty at others. These days, she's mostly tired. Tired and sad and maybe a little pissed off, which is how Emily found her outside that club last night with a black eye and split lip to begin with.

They're all products of the shit they've lived through. She knows the same is true for the other two people in the room too. Shared shit, judging by the looks of things, but it isn't her place to pry either. Her place is over by the shelves, unpacking boxes.

Still, she can't help a little quip: ]

It's not that much of a mystery.

[ She gives Majima a knowing look as she passes by with another box. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ His good eye just narrows slightly. He's dating the woman, what do you want from him? To say it out loud? Fuck forbid. ]

Cuz it don't bother me none answerin' questions.

[ He's been doing it nonstop since he got here. It's almost like the intricacies of a yakuza-run Japanese entertainment and red light district is a little alien to most of the Lost Souls. ]

[medicative]

Yes, but you have to admit I have many.

[everything from explaining how to behave to certain rankings to what to wear to a funeral. the benefit is that he never has to explain twice.]

My point remains that whoever gets swept up in a leader's net, it might be luck just as much as any other factor.

[killtime]

[ He doesn't need to say it out loud. He's been doting on the woman since Andy showed up — and not that she'd admit it where anyone can hear her, but Andy's always been a romantic, and it's sweet, in its way. Some part of her might even enjoy being peripheral to it all while she works. Reminds her of being back home, with Joe and Nicky. Those lucky fuckers found each other during the Crusades and never looked back. ]

Probably doesn't make much difference for me anyway. [ She answers mildly as she starts unpacking the next box. ] I'm not ambitious, and I don't fucking trust them. Doesn't motivate me to do their dirty work.

[ That, and the ongoing existential crisis she's been having really makes it much easier to just aimlessly drink, fight, and fuck. ]