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[pursestrings]

(cha boi okuya$u)

hey big news
first of all if any of u guys are trying to find mr. F we should do it together
makes more sense & maybe no one'll fucking die cuz this asshole has nothing better to do but tell people to do stuff that'll get em killed

second thing
something's real screwed up about the well
nothing new so nobody panic
but if u try messing with it it's gonna mess right back
so i guess everyone who told me digging under the well was a dumb idea: u were right but not cuz u knew what u were talking about
lucky guess

["don't @ me" - okuyasu nijimura, 2018]

third thing
how do u set up a bonfire??

oh and this is okuyasu if u never saw me on here before
sup

[Hmm, yes, all very illuminating Hot Takes.]

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[pursestrings]

[Ohhh my goddd, okay, he's not equipped to deal with, hm, all of this! But he's already here!!]

Yeah, uh, I dunno. 'Cause some guys are like that?

[Do you want like a hug or something, Rin, would that help.]

[satanslash]

[TOO BAD.]

He didn't do that back home! [Of course Yukio being Yukio meant that he just shoved himself in to work to avoid most of the fall out from their father's passing.

But they also actually had a chance to talk about it because Rin forced the conversation to happen.]

I-- back home he was... he wasn't okay and I tried to rescue him but he wouldn't let me and I knew somethin' terrible was gonna happen, but I got dragged here before I could find out and... I just thought maybe if- if I could talk to him here I could figure out what caused all that shit to happen a year later, like what he might be thinkin' and...

[He rambled somewhat incoherently, eventually trailing off because he didn't even fully understand his own thought process anymore. He just wanted Yukio back! He didn't care how or when or where, he didn't want to lose his brother!

Sorry, Okuyasu, this breakdown has been a long time coming and for all he's trying to keep it together he can't deal with it anymore. Hands over his face, his shoulders start shaking, tears slipping down his cheeks.]

Why'd he have to leave... ?

[Here? Back home? Maybe both.]

[pursestrings]

[Ah, jeez. Okuyasu just lets him get it all out, only partly because he has no idea what to say to make this better. He can relate, his brother was a piece of work himself, but he likes to think he wouldn't be this... destroyed about it, if Keicho showed up only to ignore him and leave again. It wouldn't be anything new.

But Rin is clearly more emotional than he is, and he probably could have guessed that, but somehow he didn't expect messy breakdowns when he stormed over here to see if he was super pissed.

So. Since Rin is just... standing there crying... Okuyasu sighs shortly and takes a half-step forward, yanking him into a gruff hug. Don't object, it's happening.]

I dunno, man. This whole place is shit, and your bro getting sent back's just the cherry on top of the shit pie, y'know?

[satanslash]

[All Rin had growing up was him and Shiro. Shiro is gone, dead by his own hands to save Rin from Satan.

Yukio is heading down a bad path and if Rin loses him...

No objections to that hug here. It was clear from arrival that he was struggling to deal with his feelings about the situation that he had to leave behind, but Yukio vanishing from Chroma was the final crack in the dam that made it break.

Give him a few, buddy. He'll calm down soon.]

[pursestrings]

[Yeah, okay, he's getting one hell of a hug. Okuyasu is out of words; "shit sucks" is the limit of his capacity for comfort, so... this hug is what's left. He doesn't know what else to do but let Rin cry on him until he feels at least a little better-- maybe eventually this town will stop making all his friends die or break down.

But not today, it seems. So: a hug.

After a little while, he'll speak up again.] So... you okay?

[satanslash]

[Hugs are good. Hugs make him feel less alone, less like an absolute failure who can't even save his brother from himself. Or from whatever fuckery this place is.

There's a long silence following the question, but eventually he shakes his head, voice coming out hoarse and thick.]

No. ... feel a little better, though.

[pursestrings]

Yeah, I figured. 'S okay, things're shitty around here.

[And Okuyasu doesn't let him go just yet, patting him on the back as if to emphasize that, yes, things suck here in Shitsville, which was totally a better name for the town all along.]

Uh— you wanna go burn more stuff?

[satanslash]

Really shitty...

[He appreciates the comfort, though, even if there's some awkwardness with it still.]

... sure.

[pursestrings]

[Alright... cool. Okuyasu steps back, keeping his hands on Rin's shoulders to look at him very seriously, scrutinizing. Hmm, hmm...]

Yeah, let's go set shit on fire. I got stuff I don't need.

[Please cooperate as he spins Rin around to nudge him out of the house. Come on, come on.]

[satanslash]

[There's a bit of a protest at being ushered but none about actually going somewhere and stumble-walking in that general direction.

He's at least agreeable to burning things so he'll let himself be taken to do just that. Maybe when it's over he'll feel a little less raw about the whole ordeal.]