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[satanslash]

(Color)

lovely day for new arrivals
i just love how much this place rains

anyway, im rin okumura for the newbies
yes i know my color is awful i really cant do anything about that

what i can do though is get you guys fed if youre hungry
food is kind of a weird thing here which youre gonna find out anyway
the stuff that doesnt have color tastes like absolute garbo
like i cant even describe how awful it is

BUT color has been coming back to stuff?
and going away
but theres enough around WITH color that i can make some decent grub

im in bluo and ill have my kitchen window open so hopefully i can be found sorta easily?
if you get lost just
idk
yell

anyway uh welcome to chroma and hope your stay isnt too awful

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[satanslash]

[A visible wince, which he hides by busying himself with getting to his feet and cleaning up the mess.

Or he tries to, but accusing Chroma of being the reason his demonic traits came out makes him stop again. Back turned, tail betraying his growing upset at a conversation that started off confusing to begin with.]

Do you really not remember what happened to me?

[Last he checked arrival didn't fuck with your memories...]

[in_praetego]

[ There's a furrow to his brow as he leans against the windowsill, arms folded in front of him. ]

What's there to remember? The only thing noteworthy that happened last night was your losing a job the same day you got it.

[ An exhale escapes him as he turns his attention back to his twin. ]

Unless something happened between then and the first day of school, there really shouldn't have been anything that would have caused.. that... to happen.

[ That. As if he's denying the possibility of it ever happening. ]

[satanslash]

[Last night?!]

Jesus...

[Back being turned to Yukio is a boon, even if the motion of his tail only picks up further and likely betrays just how upset and anxious this was all making him.]

You can call it what it is, y'know. Sayin' "tail" ain't gonna make it any worse or better.

[Distraction! A poor one at best, really. It's only going to stall the talk for so long, a few seconds at best.]

... it's been almost a year for me since then, Yukio. And I've been in Chroma for a coupl'a months now.

[in_praetego]

[ Stop taking the lord's name in vain, you rebel. But he does pause, pressing his fingers into his eyes as he tries to think this over again. ]

It isn't just the tail, niisan. It's... everything that comes with it!

[ The flame, the demonic awakening... everything. Though he does calm down ]

But you've been here almost a year... how? Does anyone even know who's responsible?

[satanslash]

[No.]

I know that!

[His fingers curl against the bowl he was holding enough that the ceramic actually starts to splinter beneath them. Thankfully he controls it enough that it's only the top paint level of it, causing minor damage rather than breaking the entire thing.

His shoulders slump along with his tail and he turns back to the counter to put things down, though he's purposely avoiding Yukio's gaze now.]

I mean I've been-- ... I've known I was Satan's kid for almost a year now. I've been in Chroma a coupla months. No, no one knows who's responsible, just that there's someone on the forum giving out quests and no one can get them to answer questions.

[A pause, uncomfortable and thick, and then a mumble.]

You should come in and get outta the rain...

[in_praetego]

[ ...a couple of months. And his brother has known about this for a YEAR? How... how is that even possible? The time discrepancy, what more... what happened to their father to have him unsheathe the Koumaken for some reason?

It must have been big.

There's silence a moment as he considers it. He is getting kind of wet... ]

...you wouldn't happen to have a towel on you, would you?

[satanslash]

[Don't ask. Please don't ask. He doesn't want to talk about that part...

There's a mumble of 'yeah' and he vanishes from the kitchen, footsteps fading as he goes elsewhere in the rundown house. He returns a minute later with a couple of stained but otherwise clean towels and a change of clothes. They're old and ratty as well, but dry and will mostly fit Yukio.

Still unusually quiet he moved to the back door, pushing it open so Yukio can enter and take the dry clothes and towels.]