[hey, Yan Qing, you're not the only one that gives a damn.]
Me? You're the emo one with your tattoos and how it looks like you're wearing eyeliner all the time?
[BRUH.
that being said? Robin sighs, waves his hand a bit as he talks.]
... Even if Ritsuka is fighting, what can we do about it over here? Besides, she got by okay through Fuyuki and the other singularities without you. She's a normal human but she's not totally helpless. And there's only a few of us here in Prisma, there are plenty of Servants that are still with her. More heroic and stronger than either you or me.
[he's just downplaying his own worry as he's realistic with Yan Qing. in fact, worrying is probably how most of the Servants feel.]
Then again? She might not be fighting at all. Maybe she got sent to another planet like us and she's celebrating some other holiday we don't know about, getting stuck under their version of mistletoe and dealing with some kinda Santa-type figure, like usual.
[Yan Qing furrows his brows as he looks into his drink. He knows there are Servants stronger than him. That's why he has to be there. If she's not there, she might forget about him.
At least, that's what he used to think. These days, he doesn't worry too much about being cast aside. Though he still struggles with his insecurities, he's met people in both Chaldea and Prismatica who see his worth. Right now, he worries as someone who agreed to save humanity with her. It's his responsibility to follow her, after all. He promised himself to see it through. Abandoning his mission now doesn't feel like the right thing to do...
What Robin says is not a joke, but Yan Qing laughs at the way he phrases it anyway, genuinely.]
Hahahahaha! Sounds like she's having a lot of fun, then, if that were true! Wouldn't be the weirdest Christmas she's had.
[Robin's a nice guy, he thinks. He put a lot more thought into that answer when he could be drinking before he can even muster a reply. Yan Qing's eyes are on him now as he props his chin up, paying no attention to the mermaids above them.]
I think you're pretty strong and heroic yourself, though. That's what all the girls would say, anyway.
[it would be nice if she's having fun. she deserves that. even if it was a weird Christmas, wherever she is, those tend to be fun in their own ways.
this one, too.
Robin isn't all that surprised that Yan Qing responds with laughter, to be honest. all he does is close his eyes and have more beer as he listens to his raucous laughter echo slightly. he wishes he didn't take that swig though when he's called strong and heroic.
he sputters into his glass, dribbling onto his shirt.]
What? [HE'S SO COOL. the bartender is holding out napkins as he witnessed the fool Robin made of himself. he takes them gratefully, scrubbing at his clothes.]
You're kidding, right? I'm pretty sure the girls around here would either say I'm a shite or I'm a poopie head or a pain in the ass or... [the ones who know him. even Hakuno would agree about him being a pain in the ass, AT THE VERY LEAST.]
And you're a guy. [despite past comments about women's intuition.] Why are you saying that?
[Yan Qing chuckles before taking another sip. He hasn't even begun, and Robin's freaking out already?]
What, can't a guy compliment another guy? [Don't read into Yan Qing's smirk. That's what he wants you to do.] You were probably an ass to whoever you've been talking to, yeah. But you fuss over everybody and even talk to people like me on a night like this... I think that's really cool.
whether Robin wants it to happen or not, his ears get red and he turns his head away to glare into his beer. a mumble gets buried into the edge and foam.]
Shut up.
[Robin doesn't want to say he's right. he never will. this next swig is not sputtered and it gives him time to think of a response that's better than whatever that flustered and lame one was.]
[Aww, he's shy! Yan Qing's smile is just a little wider, his sincerity seen in the flash of his teeth. Robin likes to complain, but if he's still here, then that's all he needs.]
I'll take that backhanded compliment as a net positive. I guess even treehuggers can't resist the Yan Qing charm! [Then, he downs the rest of his drink and asks for another.] You're paying, right?
[ He leans back, trying not to look too disappointed. It's almost like he was expecting a date or something. Fooling around is fun, but he's kind of after the chroma. Damn! Why can't joke tags be real!! ]
Spent a few months to get some info and I still got nothing. I don't blame 'em. I wouldn't trust a damn Moonblessed, either. Most just stick with their clan, though — that's how big they are. We don't know who the boss is, but they got all these groups right under their thumb. They give the people around Level 3 all sorts of trouble... I don't like it. If ya give 'em hell, they give it to ya right back.
[ And right before he takes a sip, he adds, ] So stay out of it while you can.
[it's not all about the Umbris(really) but it's something he's had on his mind, as he said, once someone dropped a rumor about a long-haired guy seen with the Umbris. better to talk about it now, too, when he's kind of sober versus when he's... not. later. Robin's memory when drunk is decidedly terrible.
it's nice of Yan Qing to give the information readily. keep playing those cards.]
Yeah, well, it's not like I want to get into trouble if I can avoid it. [keywords, of course, is if he can avoid it. normally, it finds him somehow.]
Sounds about as much as I expected, though. [back to drinking.] If you found out anything important, I doubt you'd be sitting here.
[Robin gives Yan Qing's back a reassuring pat and a sidelong grin.] Then who would be the second part of Sexy and Sexier?
[There's a reason he's giving Robin all this information. But before he can drive his point in, Robin seems to get it. It's true; Robin doesn't fight on the front lines if he can help it. Still... There's one thing that's bothering him...]
You know, these days they say the dumber you are, the sexier.
If he can get a gloomy guy like Robin to smile like that, losing isn't so bad. He laughs to himself, wondering if anyone else has gotten him to open up like that. It'd be nice if he did.]
Alright, alright. [Another swig of his drink.] You win, pretty boy. But you know, it ain't a contest if it ain't got a prize.
[confusion replaces that strange mix of happy and annoyed.
he doesn't know what to make of that look on his face. seems dangerous.]
... Are you now? That seems backward. [Robin uses his fingers for emphasis. one held up for one point:] You want a prize [and another, on the other hand, held up for the opposite point. and held apart, like the two points can't go together.] but you're gonna pay me back?
[If that smirk hasn't clued Robin in, maybe his laughter will. His second drink is empty now, and maybe it's the exhaustion from the holidays wearing him down, but he finds himself leaning over the counter earlier than usual. His hand is the only thing keeping his head propped up with a semblance of endurance and dignity.]
Sounds like someone's forgotten how money works around here. All that chroma you've been making's gotta come from somewhere, right?
Uh, yeah, my job as the teacher Mr. Komadori at the school for a bunch of brats. I still can't believe that damn principle really took me back, to be honest...
[two beers in and higher brain functions aren't working. Robin's instincts have always been sharp, however, and he narrows his eyes at the lackadaisical posture he takes at the bar.]
[Slowly, like a tiger sizing up its prey, he pushes himself off the counter and begins to lean into Robin, taking him by the wrist before he can escape.]
Now, I won't make you do anything you don't want to. If you don't like it, just say no.
[Yet his grip is tight. As he tugs Robin in, the tilt of his head signals what is about to come. All Yan Qing needs to do is close the distance.
He smiles.]
But let's be real: from a moral perspective, this is much better than stealing, don't you think? I know shit about philosophy, though.
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Me? You're the emo one with your tattoos and how it looks like you're wearing eyeliner all the time?
[BRUH.
that being said? Robin sighs, waves his hand a bit as he talks.]
... Even if Ritsuka is fighting, what can we do about it over here? Besides, she got by okay through Fuyuki and the other singularities without you. She's a normal human but she's not totally helpless. And there's only a few of us here in Prisma, there are plenty of Servants that are still with her. More heroic and stronger than either you or me.
[he's just downplaying his own worry as he's realistic with Yan Qing. in fact, worrying is probably how most of the Servants feel.]
Then again? She might not be fighting at all. Maybe she got sent to another planet like us and she's celebrating some other holiday we don't know about, getting stuck under their version of mistletoe and dealing with some kinda Santa-type figure, like usual.
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At least, that's what he used to think. These days, he doesn't worry too much about being cast aside. Though he still struggles with his insecurities, he's met people in both Chaldea and Prismatica who see his worth. Right now, he worries as someone who agreed to save humanity with her. It's his responsibility to follow her, after all. He promised himself to see it through. Abandoning his mission now doesn't feel like the right thing to do...
What Robin says is not a joke, but Yan Qing laughs at the way he phrases it anyway, genuinely.]
Hahahahaha! Sounds like she's having a lot of fun, then, if that were true! Wouldn't be the weirdest Christmas she's had.
[Robin's a nice guy, he thinks. He put a lot more thought into that answer when he could be drinking before he can even muster a reply. Yan Qing's eyes are on him now as he props his chin up, paying no attention to the mermaids above them.]
I think you're pretty strong and heroic yourself, though. That's what all the girls would say, anyway.
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this one, too.
Robin isn't all that surprised that Yan Qing responds with laughter, to be honest. all he does is close his eyes and have more beer as he listens to his raucous laughter echo slightly. he wishes he didn't take that swig though when he's called strong and heroic.
he sputters into his glass, dribbling onto his shirt.]
What? [HE'S SO COOL. the bartender is holding out napkins as he witnessed the fool Robin made of himself. he takes them gratefully, scrubbing at his clothes.]
You're kidding, right? I'm pretty sure the girls around here would either say I'm a shite or I'm a poopie head or a pain in the ass or... [the ones who know him. even Hakuno would agree about him being a pain in the ass, AT THE VERY LEAST.]
And you're a guy. [despite past comments about women's intuition.] Why are you saying that?
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What, can't a guy compliment another guy? [Don't read into Yan Qing's smirk. That's what he wants you to do.] You were probably an ass to whoever you've been talking to, yeah. But you fuss over everybody and even talk to people like me on a night like this... I think that's really cool.
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whether Robin wants it to happen or not, his ears get red and he turns his head away to glare into his beer. a mumble gets buried into the edge and foam.]
Shut up.
[Robin doesn't want to say he's right. he never will. this next swig is not sputtered and it gives him time to think of a response that's better than whatever that flustered and lame one was.]
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at a glass half full, he exhales heavily.]
... But I will thank you for meeting up with me. As annoying as you can sometimes be, you're always willing to go out for a beer or two.
[so he's started to rely on him for that.]
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I'll take that backhanded compliment as a net positive. I guess even treehuggers can't resist the Yan Qing charm! [Then, he downs the rest of his drink and asks for another.] You're paying, right?
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but it's the holidays and he has some Chroma to spare. after giving Yan Qing an annoyed look,]
Yeah, yeah. Put it on my tab. I'll take another, too.
[while their drinks are being poured, Robin finishes his first.]
There's something I've been meaning to ask you, though.
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Hmm? What's up? Are you finally switching classes with me?
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in any case.]
Yeah, I've realized being Assassin class is my true calling.
[he fits it......]
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[their beers are here!! Robin grabs his and lowers his voice.]
I guess I have to be blunt with it. What's your take on the Umbris?
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[ He leans back, trying not to look too disappointed. It's almost like he was expecting a date or something. Fooling around is fun, but he's kind of after the chroma. Damn! Why can't joke tags be real!! ]
Spent a few months to get some info and I still got nothing. I don't blame 'em. I wouldn't trust a damn Moonblessed, either. Most just stick with their clan, though — that's how big they are. We don't know who the boss is, but they got all these groups right under their thumb. They give the people around Level 3 all sorts of trouble... I don't like it. If ya give 'em hell, they give it to ya right back.
[ And right before he takes a sip, he adds, ] So stay out of it while you can.
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[it's not all about the Umbris(really) but it's something he's had on his mind, as he said, once someone dropped a rumor about a long-haired guy seen with the Umbris. better to talk about it now, too, when he's kind of sober versus when he's... not. later. Robin's memory when drunk is decidedly terrible.
it's nice of Yan Qing to give the information readily. keep playing those cards.]
Yeah, well, it's not like I want to get into trouble if I can avoid it. [keywords, of course, is if he can avoid it. normally, it finds him somehow.]
Sounds about as much as I expected, though. [back to drinking.] If you found out anything important, I doubt you'd be sitting here.
[Robin gives Yan Qing's back a reassuring pat and a sidelong grin.] Then who would be the second part of Sexy and Sexier?
[STILL UNCLEAR WHO IS WHO.]
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You know, these days they say the dumber you are, the sexier.
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Aha. You must be "Sexier", then.
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[He walked right into that. That's why he's "Sexier".]
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LOOK AT HIM!!!]
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If he can get a gloomy guy like Robin to smile like that, losing isn't so bad. He laughs to himself, wondering if anyone else has gotten him to open up like that. It'd be nice if he did.]
Alright, alright. [Another swig of his drink.] You win, pretty boy. But you know, it ain't a contest if it ain't got a prize.
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pretty boy...
but, no, actually. not many people have seen Robin laugh semi-openly like that. now, there's a strange mix of happiness and annoyance on his face.]
Oi oi, I've already bought two of your drinks. What else do you want?
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[His drawl is more pronounced the more he speaks, each syllable like a tongue of fire on one's skin.]
Since you won't shut up about the tab, I've been thinkin' about a way to pay you back.
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he doesn't know what to make of that look on his face. seems dangerous.]
... Are you now? That seems backward. [Robin uses his fingers for emphasis. one held up for one point:] You want a prize [and another, on the other hand, held up for the opposite point. and held apart, like the two points can't go together.] but you're gonna pay me back?
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Sounds like someone's forgotten how money works around here. All that chroma you've been making's gotta come from somewhere, right?
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[two beers in and higher brain functions aren't working. Robin's instincts have always been sharp, however, and he narrows his eyes at the lackadaisical posture he takes at the bar.]
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... Oh, you mean Moonlacing.
[wait.......]
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Now, I won't make you do anything you don't want to. If you don't like it, just say no.
[Yet his grip is tight. As he tugs Robin in, the tilt of his head signals what is about to come. All Yan Qing needs to do is close the distance.
He smiles.]
But let's be real: from a moral perspective, this is much better than stealing, don't you think? I know shit about philosophy, though.
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me, with galaxy bg:
same
floats farther into space
flies toward the sun
gets sucked into a black hole
that's not the only hole he's getting tonight I MEAN god I'll show myself out
you alreADY SAID IT
Why is he bleeding in that icon wtf
all i remember is it's a comic where his bird died ((((:
LMAO FUCK
LAKJLDKJG I LIKE HOW YOU LAUGH ABOUT IT