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[billionboy]

OH, SHIT, CAESAR-- [ The voice sounds panicked since he is accesses the telepathy first to get obviously Caesar's attention before -- ] FUCK -- shit -- rocks! Ah! That hur-- ow! How long is -- goddamn hill! Ack! Ow-ow-ow-- shitfuckass!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

...Oof.

[ Long pause, muffled. ] I tripped.

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[billionboy]

[ Mmm! ] But this guy seriously pissed me off... so much I have only been thinking about thinking to this guy!

[ Uh. ] Everything kind of hurts. But maybe it's all bruises and I'm fine! I'm just lying here 'cause what if I'm not fine? [ Anyway. ] I'll start yelling.

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[introspects]

Eeeh? Okuyasu-san, is that you?!

[girasole]

[...] I have no reason to believe he can, really: I have no idea who you are, or what you're capable of. [This is known as the polite way of going, "Yeah, actually, he might get his ass kicked. Wouldn't be surprised if he did."] But when someone you know picks a fight with a stranger you still side with the person that you know...at least, when it's just talking over the...whatever you'd call this. [Telepathy thing.]

[girasole]

[Enjoy a couple of minutes of eloquent and lucid, yet vulgar, swearing as Caesar realizes that he was walking in the wrong direction. This is like a couple of minutes of SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK SHIT FUCK FUCK PISS OFF ASS FUCKING SHIT HELL except chained together with a certain amount of poetic grace.]

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[billionboy]

Orihime-chan??

[billionboy]

[ It sounds like a nice remix Caesar has going on. As Okuyasu yells: "I'm over here! I'm over here!" for a few minutes then gets bored of doing that and wondering about the wild-life? Eh, maybe. "I don't know what else to yell! Yelling in nature is kind of relaxing, ya know?" Little later. "My throat kind of hurts now, too! Ya gettin' closer?" ]

[rebells]

Hmm, would you? I think it would depend on the person.

[His way of saying there are he'd cheerfully root against in a heartbeat.]

In any case, it's good to meet you, albeit under . . . unusual circumstances. I'm Jay.

[rebells]

I wouldn't dream of it. Come find me when you're healed, then.

[billionboy]

I will!

What d'ya look like?!

[rebells]

You're looking for a dark-haired boy in his mid-teens, wearing purple. I can also be found in the purple shack farthest from the mansion in the evenings. Ask for Jay.

[billionboy]

I'm Okuyasu! You'll know me when ya see me beatin' on yer door!

[rebells]

I'll look forward to it.

[billionboy]

Oy! Yer not some weird masochist, are ya?

[girasole]

Caesar. Well, obviously, given what started all of this. [Namely, Okuyasu screaming for him.] And...actually, now you mention it, I do know what you mean by that.

[Those people that you'd root for in a heartbeat, that is.] But, I'm usually the one punching in those cases. But you're right. It does happen.

[rebells]

What an accusation.

Maybe I'm simply confident. Or maybe I enjoy fighting.

[billionboy]

Which is it?

[rebells]

[He chuckles.]

Ah, but sometimes it's more entertaining to watch.

[rebells]

Oh. I didn't realize I had to pick one.

[billionboy]

Somehow... I think that yer makin' fun of me still...!

[rebells]

It must be your imagination acting up.

[tropism]

[ .... ]

The remains of his dignity shall be buried in a separate casket, for open viewing. It will be placed beside his original coffin, and attendees can pay respects to both.

[billionboy]

[ ...................... ]

Really?

[billionboy]

WHY DID YOU ADD MORE?!

[rebells]

Yes. I've been nothing but sincere with you this whole time.

[girasole]

One of my...friends, back home. He is a friend, but also boorish, tiring, and doesn't know when to shut up. One of the most satisfying things I ever saw was when I introduced him to our teacher and she subsequently beat him up, culminating in her sticking a mask on him that dunked him into the water a few times...a long story.

It really was satisfying to watch.

[He feels.]