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thefoundation2020-09-05 07:10 pm
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[CONTINUE + 4] INTRO

[After so long a trip, you're all finally here. Taken through a hidden passage inside of the very mountain itself, you find yourself standing in front of a field of flowers, growing well due to the open roof above it. If you look up, you can just make out the shimmering colors off of the barrier - looking almost like the shine off of a soap bubble.
Try not to trample on the flowers as you approach the open, purple gate. And remember to wear your masks, now that you're here!
...Still, the sight of the yellow flowers waving in the wind....such a cheery sight fills you with determination for what's to come.
Welcome to the Underground.
...Again. The loop happened again, and you're here. Everything is the same.
Someone who was dead is alive again.
The trial...it was...you remember only up until Gilgamesh was FOUGHT against, and then...nothing.
You feel you shouldn't try to remember anything beyond that.
Not only that, But more monster names have faded from your memory.
...When will this end?]

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and notices something about his drink.]
... I forgot marshmallows.
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And a girlfriend is gently plopped into his lap.]
Sounds like you need a break, if you're slipping up on something that important.
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[it was not but time to rest his chin on her head after giving her a kiss.]
Soft and sweet things from someone soft and sweet is a lovely treat.
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[She kisses the line of his jaw as a parting shot, and lets him cuddle up.]
Speaking of, did you ever get to try any of that purin I made?
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Think there's ingredients here?
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[She pats his chest.]
But, that means you need to decide if you'd rather cuddle or if you'd rather watch me play housewife for you.
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[debatable on the husband front.
but that just also means the arm around her waist is gonna have a hand tickling its fingers against her side.]
1/3
[She puffs her cheeks out at him.]
You and Xian-kun are such menaces that I'll be an expert by the time kids come into the picture.
[.........UH.]
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3/3 she can die now
they both can die. it's fine
opens mouth...
closes mouth...]
... Hitoka really likes to plan ahead...
[w-wheeeez???]
rip
[Her voice dies in her throat.]
O-Our relationship h-has a lot of... of moving pieces! So. I, um. I was trying to... I m-mean it's not l-like... it's just, um, just, a rough idea of, um, of how that... might... work for four people...
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[how did this happen and when did he feel more secure about this whole arrangement anyway?]
Though any input without Ango would be...
[trailing off before sighing. and giving something like a pout.]
Though I definitely can hear his voice in my head scolding me to take responsibility or something like that already.
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[She rubs at her cheek, speaking quiet and sheepishly.]
I... I've felt this whole time, um, if I could, um, if I could manage to get a place in Ango-san's heart, he'd... probably be the ultimate ally. Um, from schedules to living arrangements to keeping track of household matters, to, um... to doctor's visits...
[Resolutlely! Not! Looking at him!]
Xian-kun... I think, he'd be a good father. A doting one. And, um, I think you'd be a lot better at it than you're willing to give yourself credit for, too, because you've always been good with the kids we met here. It's, um, I... I don't want to presume too much with Ango-san yet, o-of course! But, he's... he's very reliable, and good at comforting people. And, also, as much as a headpat here and there would keep our kids from getting into too much trouble...
[The hypothetical children in this consummately hypothetical mental exercise.]
And, well, with you and Xian-kun as role models, that'd be worth its weight in gold.
cw: uh... the usual suicide alluding but also torture things!
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[ He'll lean his hip against the counter. ]
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[taking a sip from his drink while eyeing WWX]
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[ Leaning in. ]
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[so definitely grabbing hold of one of those front locks of hair as he goes in for a kiss.]
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but once he feels the point against his side, he freezes, lips pulling into a sharp smile.]
Not the kind of spice I was thinking.
[but also. INTERESTING TWIST?]
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I'm here to kidnap you, Dazai.
[ Catching his lower lip between his own to give it a tug, while he slides the knife up to his chest. ]
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[he's already noticing the knife doesn't have an actual edge to it, but the line being drawn from his side to his chest does create the illusion.]
Exciting...
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Come with me or you'll get it.
[ Dragging the tip up along his collar bone and then moving it to his throat. ]
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C'mon. At least be a little threatening.
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Tie your hands up with this.
[ You underestimate how much he's into roleplay. ]