haw | ★★☆☆☆ week 1. saturday. mizuki & guy.

[HE'S SO. EXHAUSTED. But the second that bottle hits the table, he blinks... and then busts out a laugh.] Oh come on, not even a little class, Majima? I'm hurt.

[He is going over to the bar to get a glass like a CIVILIZED INDIVIDUAL mainly so he doesn't get blindingly drunk. Because that was. Tempting.]

Can you get me a glass, too? I don't want to wake up with a headache tomorrow.

[ just kidding, they definitely will anyway, what a long-ass day this has been............. ]

What did you grab, anyway...? Is this... mead?

I didn't bother bringin' ya assholes glasses, ya think I was payin' attention to what booze I took?

[ motherfucker just grabs his bottle of moonshine (?!) and holds it up by the neck to toast. ]

I, for one, would love to forget today even happened.

You can say that again...

[Oh, if it's mead then Guy's definitely also going behind the bar for something not so........ sweet......

Hi there, vodka, you look fine.]

Oi, Mizuki. How badly do you want to avoid that headache? [And, muttered more as he carefully scoops up two glasses in his free hand:] Where the hell is the triple sec...

[ they have to chuckle a little at the two of them, and they take a seat next to Majima while Guy goes behind the counter, resting their cheek in their hand. ]

I can take care of myself, Guy-kun. Just don't serve me anything that tastes horrible. [ a beat. ] Actually, I didn't know you two knew each other.

[ crackin open a cold one with the squad ]

I made fun'a his name on day one.

[Eh, he'll keep it simple. Little lime juice, little triple sec, little club soda, into the shaker and into the glass like he's already done it a million times.

I mean, he's just having his straight over ice. But Mizuki said serve, and he just went into autopilot. HOME YOU LIKE A KAMIKAZE, MIZUKI.]

I don't know. I think someone just doesn't know how to read more than eight syllables at once.

My name isn't that difficult.

[ they are delighted to actually have a cocktail made for them!! special treatment, hell yeah. ]

Thanks. [ they take a sip... and they're fairly easy to please when it comes to drinks, so they do indeed like it. ] You mean that big long string of nonsense words written on his statue? I didn't know what that meant when I saw it.

[ hah ]

Well, to be fair, he's from a mystic country in another dimension... supposedly.

[ SLAMS HIS BOTTLE (gently) DOWN ON THE TABLE WITH ONE HAND, POINTS TO MIZUKI WITH THE OTHER ]

See! They get me! Mystic or not, a jumble of letters is a jumble of letters.

Pfft--- please. Like a name with a few G's in it is the worst thing out there right now. It's not like it's what I even bother to use, anyway.

[Just gonna plop down into his chair and get his stupid dead arm out of the way...]

Are the two of you from similar worlds, then, or am I just lucky in getting the storytime background treatment?

[ Mizuki gives a bright nod, despite being Immensely Exhausted on the inside. They are really, really good at not letting it show. ]

We're from the same country, actually! It's an amazing coincidence. Almost like fate...

All right, I ain't goin' that far.

But yeah, now that ya mention it... feels like there's a disproportionate amount of Japanese people around here, huh? Weird choice on the gods' end.

[anime curse]

For them to choose a bunch from your world and not others... Huh.

Is your country a large one?

We have a large population for our size, but Japan's not particularly big otherwise. But I'm pretty sure some of the gods are formerly Japanese, themselves. I'll bet that's why there are so many of us around.

[ they're pretty confident on this one. ]

. . .

Y'know what, we're supposed to be doin' anythin' BUT theorizin'. I'm goin' back to what we came here for, thank ya very much.

[ shots by lmfao ft. lil jon ]

[FAIR ENOUGH YO]

Fine, fine. We'll come back to that at a different time, then.

Do either of you know anyone who got pulled in here? We've got at least two sets of siblings wandering around already, from what I picked up back there.

Hahaha, sorry, sorry. It's hard not to think about these things!

[ they narrow their eyes in catlike amusement as Guy continues. ]

And yet Guy-kun goes straight back into current events. My goodness. [ shaking their head. ] No, I don't know anyone. Rather than that, let's talk about something fun. Guy-kun, what do you do back home? I know Majima-kun runs a club, but I don't know about you.

Eh, least he ain't askin' about murder.

[ at least. not directly... but at mizuki's inquiry, his eye goes toward the sword resting at guy's hip. ]

Are ya a guard or somethin'?

Ah, right. Sorry. You know that's not what I meant. The coincidences are just interesting to me, that's all.

[He'll shrug it off, though, meeting Majima's glance.]

Not exactly. I work for His Majesty, the Emperor of Malkuth.

You work for royalty? Wow, I wouldn't have guessed that.

[ he sort of looks like a scrubby mechanic type?! Maybe that's just because of that first impression. ]

Bodyguard? Maybe a fancy butler?

[ he lets out a low whistle when guy drops the "emperor" word. ]

An' here I thought we were the only place that still had an emperor, but I guess it's different in magicland. [ waves it off ] C'mon, ya can't tell us you're just an errand boy.

Must be a trend. We're the only empire left, too.

[He just gives a sheepish smile at being called an errand boy, but there's no hurt behind it. More just an unspoken apology.]

Not so much in title, but that's about what it amounts to, really. I just do whatever His Majesty requests. Sometimes I get a chance to see the politics, sometimes I help with paperwork... some days I just take care of his animals. [SHRUGS...] I don't know what else you'd call it.

His Majesty's not really the type to want someone waiting on him constantly. I think he'd laugh if he heard someone calling me a butler. Definitely not a bodyguard, either. He's got plenty of personal soldiers on hand for that. Anything I've done in that regard was less my job and more personal choice.

No, that's a butler... That's totally a butler... [ spoken as if Mizuki's uncovered a great secret. They nod to themself, seeming satisfied. ]

Guy-kun, royal retainer. I can picture it. Mmhm.

Whoa, a jack-of-all-trades? Pretty humble of ya, a true noble gentleman. Uh—not like I would know or anythin'.

[ meanwhile, he glances over at mizuki; hopefully they are not sitting on his blind side but even if they are he'll still do it anyway because. it be like that sometimes. ]

What is with ya an' butlers?

You flatter me too much. Still, pretty high praise, coming from you. [Addressed to Majima, surprisingly. Just... gonna treat that as a compliment and not a fact. That totally works.

ANYWAY ENOUGH ABOUT HIM]

Not your first time talking with a servant type, then, Mizuki?

No, it is. It just feels like the kind of job you only see in TV dramas, you know? It's kind of exciting.

[ mizuki is easily amused ]

These days, most people have robots for that sort of service.

[ he really does appreciate people who are in service positions, customer or otherwise! despite appearances, he is a professional, after all. they truly are kindred spirits...

however. ]

—Hold up. Ya got servant robots over in Tokyo?

[what the hell is a tee vee

MORE IMPORTANTLY THOUGH MIZUKI MUST HAVE SAID A MAGIC WORD because he's suddenly sitting up straighter, glass immediately lowered back to the table mid-sip.]

No. You've gotta be pulling my leg.

Are they fully functional or just set for simple patterns? Do they have any sort of sentience?

Not just in Tokyo...? They're pretty common everywhere, I think...

[ blinking. They're not surprised at Guy as much as they are at Majima for not knowing - he lives in Japan! He has no excuse. But they look back over at Guy. ]

I'm not an expert on them, but you could say they have a basic degree of sentience - they can follow commands and do set activities during the day for you. I don't have that kind of money, though.

★★☆☆☆ week 1. saturday. mizuki & guy.

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