★☆☆☆☆ week 5. sunday. guy.

[haw]

[ late sunday night, guy receives what's possibly his last visitor before he's freed from the dungeon the luke squad had thrown him into after the trial's end.

majima enters the dark, dank room, the light from the hall behind him casting his shadow in a way that makes him far bigger and menacing than he really is. he says nothing; he feels his silence speaks volumes. it really makes his having been in the yakuza extremely obvious, if nothing else has in these past five weeks. ]

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He doesn't have anythin' to worry about—I ain't gonna kill ya. But ya might be wishin' you were dead after what I'm gonna do to ya.

[ which, of course, is just for bravado, because he isn't going to ruffle any feathers with stupid, pointless fights. contrary to what he's been yelling for the last five weeks, he isn't really as stupid as he wants everyone to believe.

his voice is low and gravelly as he snarls, ]

What the fuck was that all about?

[menially]

[Still not looking. He exhales sharply through the nose, but his voice stays even.]

I made a deal with a god that needed someone to intervene for the sake of another god's imminent safety. They offered me compensation that I couldn't ignore, so long as two people died.