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[OPEN]I Ain't Seen No Talkin' Snake

» WHO? Sakuya Kira and OPEN
» WHEN? Honestly probably sporadically throughout the month.
» WHERE? Deck 5 hallway
» WHAT? Kira has 7g of weed left he's going to try to burn through, taking anyone along with him that he can.
» WARNINGS? Teens smoking weed, Kira probably hitting on people, bad language ofc. Anything more TBA!!!

[Welp, he got this baggie of weed, so he was going to smoke it. The problem was that Kira only had a few friends on the station, and he wasn't sure who he should call up for this. Venus, sure, but anyone else?

Whatever. He had manage to get the replicators to make him an apple by some miracle or another, and while it was probably not the best tasting apple, that didn't matter. He'd made a bowl with the top of it, poked all the way through it at an angle, and shoved some of the green stuff into the top. He had to get it started before he started scoping out potential smoking buddies though, and so Kira took a seat against the wall, having to shift as his four black wings manifested behind him.

What he wouldn't give for a lighter.

Without one though, he was his own source of flame, and he lit the end of his thumb, using that to get in a couple of puffs, until the smoke seemed to be flowing through well enough. Good, he's still got it. Whatever 'it' was.

He took a long drag, just... absorbing it as he holds his breath, his head rolling back and resting against the metal wall of the hallway before he let out the plume of smoke with a content sigh. When he finally heard someone else coming along, he gave a devilish grin, like you might expect from Lucifer, his four black feathered wings curling around him so that they took up less space behind his back as he held out the apple.]

Hey bud. I'm gonna need some help gettin' through all of this.

[He didn't care WHAT you looked like. Anyone on the station could probably use some chill, right? Sure.]

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[Minato had been walking along the hall back to his room, minding his own business, headphones over his ears blaring music and hands stuck in his pockets. If he was surprised to see his neighbor sporting wings of all things, he didn't show it, though he was certainly staring much more than he usually ever did when they passed each other in the hall. His face does scrunch in uncharacteristic displeasure as Kira takes a drag and exhales a puff of smoke though, the smell irritating his nose and making him feel slightly nauseous. What in the world was this dude smoking? Something illegal, he could only imagine, especially given the extremely creative way he was electing to smoke it.

He was generally pretty good at reading lips after all the time he's spent wearing headphones basically all the time, so he doesn't even bother removing them as Kira speaks to him, though he does pull out his ipod to turn down the volume a tad. Just to be polite, and all. If the conversation carried on for much more than passing remarks, he'd probably remove an earphone, but for now, he wasn't gonna bother.]

What's "this"?

[You know, that was fair! And yeah, the shit smelled awful. Kira raised a brow and smirked in amusement as he was asked what 'this' was. He's not surprised, honestly. Buncha Japanese teens in this space station, if they're not nasty crime boys like him they would probably have never encountered weed.]

It's the Forbidden Apple of Knowledge, my man.

[That's a funny joke, right?]

It's just weed, actually. Nothin' that'll give you hallucinations or anything. Pure, natural shit.

That's illegal.

[Blunt, cutting right to the chase. Though, to be entirely fair, there technically weren't any rules on the station, but. Wasn't that stuff super addictive? Something that ruined lives? That's what he was always taught.]

[Kira laughed at that.]

There ain't no laws out here, buddy.

[I mean, he's literally sitting out in the open, smoking. He was not worried. If someone wanted to bitch about it, they were welcome to, but there isn't a jail so far as they've seen so whatever.]

Besides, it's something to do, right?

Fair enough.

[He sticks his hands into his pockets, shifting his stance to one foot. There were no laws on the station, really, and he was pretty sure if anyone tried to step forward to establish some, there'd be some level of chaos. Just look at that poor guy that wanted to do a registry on the network...]

I was always told that weed was addictive. What are you going to do when you run out?

[This place was an anarchist dream land and Kira wouldn't have it any other way. He'd definitely be one of the first to raise hell if anyone tried to change that.]

Nah, weed ain't addictive. If anything, it's a nice change of pace. I'm already having withdrawals from my other shit- especially nicotine. Like, what the hell?

This is taking the edge off, though.

Huh.

[Everything he's ever been told is a lie??? Assuming he can trust Kira, but honestly, he didn't have any reason not to. The guy had been pretty chill with him so far.]

Then why are cigarettes legal and weed isn't?

[Minato. Sweet boy. Are you Ready for that question to be answered? Kira laughs at the question a little before taking another hit. He's at least polite enough not to blow the smoke directly at Minato.]

Look at cigarette companies. They've been established for a long time, make all kinds of money. Think the government is gonna try shutting that down? Of course not.

But you can just grow weed. Just get it yourself, grow it, make it, no cost. It don't hurt their wallet to keep it illegal, but trying to make cigarettes illegal would chunk their income.

Let's be real, lawmakers are in it for the money.

[That made way more sense than it didn't, to be entirely honest. Minato rubs his chin thoughtfully, pondering the situation for a moment. It was the end of the world, presumably, he was technically dead, and Kira was making a good point. If weed wasn't as addictive and deadly as people had always been telling him it was, what was honestly really stopping him from giving it a try? You only live once, and he already technically had been there and done that, so why not try the things he never got a chance to do? He was only 17, there was so much more to life, and here he was getting another chance to take a crack at it.]

...I'll try it.

[Kira was only serious about a few things, but he had to get serious about the way the government was only in it for themselves. Every time. The People In Charge Are Shit and all that.]

Okay. So, what you gotta do is put your finger over this hole here... [It wasn't like smoking a cigarette, after all.] ...inhale when I've got the fire on it, then you can let your finger off that hole.

[He hands Minato the apple then,waiting for him to get acquainted with it a little. The strange pipe did also lend a flavor to the ordeal too, which was nice.]

Alright.

[He does as Kira instructed, though he does look a tad puzzled about the whole thing. This was pretty bizarre, he wasn't even gonna lie. If you'd told him a few weeks ago he would be smoking weed out of an apple, completely forgetting the "on a space station" part, let alone the "from a guy with wings" tidbit, he would've looked at you like you were crazy — but here he was, he supposed. Time for a little helping of teenage rebellion, fight the power, etc etc.

Whatever, he guessed. He was already invested in this impulse decision, no turning back.]

[Kira watches on in anticipation as he lights his thumb up once more, lighting the bowl on the top of the apple to allow Minato to get a hit. This was the best part. Newbies always looked like fools, since most of them were not used to smoking, and it left them a coughing mess that turned their faces red. It was hilarious.

And Kira wasn't gonna miss a second of it.]

[Minato was a pretty calm and collected kind of guy, his composure not cracking all too often, as Kira surely would've noticed by now during their time as neighbors. So, when he takes his hit, the extreme coughing fit has him doubling over and pressing a hand against his mouth, face going red and tears streaming down his eyes. He wheezes and sputters a little more, and when he stands back up straight he looks borderline offended, not to mention all ruffled up.]

That... is nasty.

[Understatement.]

[Kira's eyes light up as he smiles, watching as Minato struggles with his very first hit ever. He waits for him to stop coughing so much before patting his back a couple times.]

There there, everyone's first hit is like that, kiddo.

[He gives the guy a crooked smile before holding a hand out to accept the apple which he was sure Minato wanted to be rid of now.]

Maybe I'll make you an edible sometime. Don't worry about it.

[Yeah, Minato's gonna toss that apple right back at him like a hot potato, except a lot more delicately than that because he wasn't rude, and he's pretty sure that's about it for his weed experiment. Once was enough of this disgusting plant.]

Maybe.

[He affirms back, because he wasn't even sure if this was going to be a fun experience at all or not yet. So far not so good, and he hadn't even gotten to the high part yet.]

How long does it take...? I won't have to do it again, will I?

[Y'know, it occurs to him that before he did this, he should've asked how long does it last. Oops.]

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[Honestly, Alucard couldn't even say that he's surprised to encounter Kira wasting the herbs as he is, but he supposes he's fortunate enough to take what has been donated to him in case there is medical need for it.

At best, he can simply smell the smoke of the cannabis, but beyond that there is nothing.]

You would have be on your own for that, Kira.

Even if I were to help you, it gives me no benefit.

[9S felt lost. Following 2B's disappearance, he struggled with the emptiness and the anger inside himself. Seeking some sort of distraction, he paced the station and inevitable found himself approaching Crow's door.

Just to talk. That's it.

9S didn't have many people he felt close to here. Humans were his creators and didn't need to be bothered by him, and besides Hank, 9S was on surprisingly poor terms with the other AIs he'd met. Crow stood out among the humans only because of what they had done together, even if 9S had avoided him following the experience because of the guilt he harbored.

9S' room is only a few doors down from Crow's, so it was inevitable that at some point he would stumble upon him out in the hallway, his wings on full display. It was just unfortunate that that day was today.]

Huh...?

[He comes to a stop, well out of arm's reach.

Why does Crow have wings?
Venus had wings. Venus had thrown away her humanity.
But he was sure she would come around.
That human part still had to be inside her.
Isn't that why he saved her?

So why does he have wings?]

What are you doing?

[Kira figures that of all people, Yuki might be taken aback by his wings, but he of course can't know how deep it goes.

So he just takes the confusion at face value. What was he doing?

Kira pauses before answering, lighting his thumb up again and taking another puff, craning his neck upwards as he blows the smoke off to a side like a seasoned pro.]

I'm ssssmokin'. What're you doin', buddy?

I'm just-- [9S begins to answer him, but shakes his head. He won't let himself be distracted.]

What did you do?

[The question is strained, accusatory.]

[Kira raises his brows at Alucard's answer.]

Are you fuckin' serious, Goldilocks?

[He laughs a little at that, shifting to get up to his feet to give Alucard a sympathetic smile.]

Shit, your anatomy sucks. You gotta drink a dude's blood in order to cum too? How you live like that?

[Huh, well that's not the kind of answer he was expecting. Even already high he slowly kind of pieces together the things that Yuki could be referring to. Like... yeah smoking weed from an apple was weird but he was probably referring to his wings.]

I didn't do nothin'.

[He shrugs then, lifting his hands.]

Check it out. Now you see 'em... [Still holding the apple in one hand, he waves his hands outwards, his wings disappearing.]

Now ya don't!

The glamorous life of a dhampir.

[Alucard snorts at him and he reaches out, gently pinching Kira's earlobe. The casual, teasing affection.]

Crass as ever, Kira. I don't. But it helps. [His lips twitch, not quite smiling.] It's not as if my father raised me with the intent to become inebriated.

[9S feels a creeping doubt, but tries to smother it down into the deepest parts of himself. He wanted to see Crow as an exception, even now.

He can't let what Arid said be true.]

Then...how long have you had those?

[But even as he tells himself that, the more he talks the more he works himself up.]

You said you were human!

You assuming I'm not?

[He returns the accusatory tone. Of course, he wasn't technically human, but that was hardly up to Yuki to decide.]

What do you know about angels?

[He playfully swats at Alucard's hand on his ear.]

It would help, you nasty boy.

[He's not going to stop being crass, either. He likes the reaction he got anyway.]

My father didn't either and yet here I am! Fucked up, as usual.

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