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[tsygan]

you know who it is. tell me what you want and fuck off.

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[misused]

[ how did haku know where you were when no one else ever seems to, cain? that's not important. he strolls right up to you in the street where you're taking a few minutes on a bench. has he been following you for a while? who can say.

but he's smiling, extra pleasantly, and there's a large cloth-wrapped parcel in his hands as well as a smaller gift bag hanging from his wrist. ]

Cain-kun? [ he greets, shifting the cloth parcel to one arm so he can dangle the little gift bag out in offering.

inside is a pair of laundered, folded, and ribbon-wrapped underwear. the ones cain accidentally left at their treehouse the last time he, how shall we say, slept over. ]

I thought you might be missing these.

[revolts]

hey alexei

[ there's no follow up.

did toji:

1) forget what he was saying and wander off to do something else?
2) get interrupted?
3) get stuck on how to word the next part?
4) some combination of the above?

it's anyone's guess. no jk it's definitely 4 it's usually 4. ]

TEXT, UN: REXYBOI

[himbomb]

hey

[Considering the username, there is only ONE person this message could potentially be from...]

you wouldn't happen to have access to a blacklight, wouldja?

i think some pervy freakazoid stole my undies
y'know, the fabricky cage for my cajones?

[JESUS CHRIST REX-]

anyways! i'd like to know if he's tried them on since then
and maybe done some other stuff
ya feel me?

after yuri's network post; action

[revolts]

[ it's been a while since toji had something to hunt, so he makes a little game of it. he tracks cain, keeping quiet and out of sight, not his former levels of functionally invisible but well practice enough to manage. he waits for a good opening to get the drop on cain, literally, jumping down from some old sagging balcony of some stranger's house to box cain in some dead end alley. he lands inches from cain's back, spinning him around to pin him to the wall. ]

Miss me?

text;

[illuminos]

I'm thinking of you.

action; sleepr date(?)

[himbomb]

[this is supposed to be a tag with choice setup and purple prose butt instead whenever cain catches rex he'll see him mid-split, stretchin

u kno, mostly for choice gay tomfoolery]

filed under the -> inappropriate pictures <- category, you know who

[himbomb]

[It's another night shift for Rex at the cask and anvil, which, amidst all the things he's had to endure in this place, really isn't all that bad. Now, customer service would be the bane of his ill-tempered existence if the staff weren't encouraged to be intentionally rude and foul-mouthed. The more customers who walk off out of sheer frustration, the more spoils are left for the actual folk who keep the food hot and the booze chilled at the end of the day. While Rex may not think too highly of his fellow headscape hostages, he does like his fellow staff members. Also, being allowed to be an asshole and getting monetarily compensated for it?! That's having his cake and eating it too. Thankfully, the business doesn't lose too much money, as there's very little competition for the quality of its goods despite the ambiance.

On tonight's agenda of disturbing the peace, Rex is purposefully taking his time in one of the singular bathroom stalls to anger the long line of drunk pissheads waiting behind a closed door. He finally removes the bandage that Lumen had applied to his face before the tender-hearted seaman had disappeared for good, and the young super leans over the sink counter thumb tracing an injury that is now on the mend, although the line of healing tissue is certainly longer thanks to Denjii's interference.

In a desperate attempt to feel something, Rex unbuttons his white, server's top, and snaps a photo from the nose down to his exposed chest, sending it to one of the only contacts he bothers to text.]

this shit better not fuck up my face permanently, asshole

[revolts]

miss me, beautiful?

[ is he aggressively trying to pretend everything is fine while doing a pulse check on cain after going into a depressive fog for (unknown integer)? maybe so. he's not good at this feelings stuff but he has no recent messages from the kid and it's not like he's worried but it'd be a shame if something happened to him while toji was out of sorts... ]

[revolts]

hey beautiful

the fucked up tax birds giving you any trouble?

[ hi it's fushiguro toji here with more completely normal boyfriend texts. ]