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» WHO? Venus (

wingstosee) and Yue Katou (

autorejoin)
» WHEN? July 17th / Day 78, mid-"day"
» WHERE? Deck 3, Bar
» WHAT? Katou sneaks a smoke. Venus asks to join in.
» WARNINGS? Mild drug use.

[ it's been a shitty day. venus is tired, and kind of has a headache, and jupiter hasn't been in her room for more than five minutes at a time today and it's sort of killing her? so she's gotten the replicators to spit out the closest thing they can make to a full glass of vodka, and she's dropped a few ice cubes in and she's calling that her lunch for today.

she's on her way inside the bar when she sees him. well, that's not quite right - she sees him the moment she opens the doors, after all. the whole "dozens of eyes" thing makes missing things pretty tough, you know? but it's only a few steps in that she sees the cloud hanging over him, or the supplies he's got laid out on the table in front of him. and that's interesting enough to get her to wander over - wings out and watching him without bothering to hide it. ]

Hey there. [ and then, because she can't resist pointing out the obvious, and because he DEFINITELY hasn't heard this a dozen times from a dozen different people- ] Isn't it supposed to be super bad to smoke in space or something? Because of the oxygen and all.

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[ If Venus had said literally anything else, he might have commented on the wings with dozens of eyes because what the hell— if she's said.... literally. Anything else.

He swings his head towards her, looking impressively unimpressed— scowling, his bleached hair hanging loosely around his shoulders. He is not, he thinks, stoned enough yet to handle this line of questioning. ]

You don't say! I hadn't heard! Anything! At all! About that!

[ The sarcasm is thicker than the smoke is. ]

Haha. Whoops. [ she sounds impressively unapologetic. ] You're that guy from the network, aren't you? With the cigarettes. "I can smoke myself," right?

[ she'd watched that post pretty closely when it went up. she'd also stopped caring right about the third person to tell him he was awful for smoking on a space station. they're probably right, and she knows that, but like... lay off of him? some people smoke to cope?? ]

Hey, uh, is it okay if I set here? [ and she smiles, eager and genuine. ] Vodka sucks when you're alone. I mean, more than usual? It still sucks with people, don't get me wrong.

[ They're almost certainly right— Katou was willing to admit, deep down, that he hadn't really considered the ramifications of smoking on a space station— but the parade of sarcastic, holier-than-thou people with zero empathy had left him less-than-inclined to give a singular shit about just about anyone else. Spite had always been one of his most powerful motivators, and even several deaths hadn't cured him of it.

That being said, his scowl softens ever-so-slightly when Venus doesn't keep going after him. He brushes a chunk of hair behind his ears— for all the good that it does, as it falls right back into place when he nods to answer her question. ]

Yeah, that's me. And sure, go right ahead— 's a free space station. Probably.

[ He waves around vaguely, leaning in. ]

Lemme tell you a secret— vodka's always the worst. Shit's good at getting a buzz, though.

Really? Hold up. Let me check.

[ and that's all the warning she gives. barely seconds after she's made her way into the seat across from him, she's lifting the glass to her lips and taking a long, hard swig. she clunks it back down onto the table, her face screwing up into a grimace. ]

Hurgh. God. Okay, looks like you're right? [ but she's not done yet. she balls up her hand into a fist before jabbing her index finger against the table. ] But. I've got a secret for you too? And it's that all alcohol sucks, all the time. Anyone that says otherwise is just lying.

[ Katou can't help it— he starts laughing at that, genuinely amused. Or maybe it's the weed? ...It's probably both, honestly.

Well whatever the cause is, he's giggling helplessly now. ]

Some of it's! Worse than others!

Lies?? It's all so bad! People are like, "oh, this wine has a bouquet of chocolate and cinnamon," but really it just tastes like grape juice you left out way too long! Just like how vodka is like... uh. Nail polish remover you left out too long...?

[ she can't help it. she's not even legitimately tipsy yet (that'll take another minute or so to really hit), but she's laughing along with him. he's just got an infectious laugh, that's all. ]

Try whiskey! It tastes like burning, but like. Good burning.

[ He likes this girl already, and he hasn't even learned her name yet. It's good to know that there was at least one person besides Kira and maybe that Karen chick worth talking to around here. ]

Not delicious burning though. That's important.

Edited (it turns out when you typo but it's a real word, spell check doesn't catch it. Rude!) 2018-07-18 02:21 (UTC)

There's good burning??

[ but the surprise is at least partially her playing it up for attention, to be perfectly honest. she knows what good burning feels like - the heat radiating off her like a light bulb, the light shining through the parts of her skin she hadn't torn off yet. she gets the feeling whiskey isn't going to be quite like that? but, well. it's worth a try.

she takes another sip, grimaces again, and smiles over katou's way. ]

I'm Venus. Sorry about... you know. Everyone else? They're trying to help, I think.

If there's a bad version, there's almost always a good version.

[ (And sometimes, he doesn't add, the "good version" is even worse for you.)

She's smiling, and it gets Katou smiling back— he doesn't have a lot of genuine smiles in his vast repertoire, but she's managed to coax one out of him. At least for a moment, though it slips a bit when the topic switches to everyone else. ]

They probably are! Problem is, when I get a bunch of self-righteous assholes smugly looking down on me and telling me what a prick I am, I just wanna prove 'em right— really fuckin' lean into it, you know? You wanna see me be an asshole? I can be an asshole.

[ And then he shakes his head. ]

They're not really worth my energy in the end, though. Fuck 'em all, I'll do what I want.

[ And then, almost as an afterthought: ]

My name's Katou. Venus, Venus... why does that sound familiar?

[ He doesn't offer his given name, but it's no slight against her— if it's up to him, no one will ever learn it. ]

Oh my god, right? [ and then, because she's the biggest lightweight on the planet, she just. keeps going. ] It's like- it's like they don't even realize how easy it is for them? They just sit around and do everything perfect the first time, because that's just what they do, and then they tell you how easy it is? "Just believe! God loves you, whoever you are," except he doesn't, and he wouldn't have made some of us so much worse if he did!

[ there's an anger growing across her features. she grabs the glass again, taking another long gulp before slamming it back down. ]

Fuck that. [ it's... actually sort of adorable? her voice hitches on the curse, like she's not used to saying it. ] And- and fuck them. All of them. You're way cooler than any of them. You just- you kind of give off this cool feeling? It's like Kira. You don't even have to try, you just do it.

[ She's clearly unused to swearing— that's pretty cute. He kind of wants to encourage it. ]

Anyone who says, "God loves you" is the most arrogant piece of shit in the universe. Like God doesn't play favourites, the same as anyone else? God is indifferent— Neither caring nor uncaring, unless you're one of a select few. And it's probably none of us.

[ He points at Venus for emphasis. ]

It's definitely not gonna be you or me, or anyone else who understands what it's like when the whole universe thinks you're just a fuckup, and then judges you for not being better.

[ He laughs, wild and carefree. ]

But you're right! Fuck 'em all! Fuck 'em all!

Yeah! Fuck 'em!!

[ she gets the feeling that katou is kind of projecting a little?? but also, everything he's saying is striking a chord inside her. of course she knows that feeling. of course god doesn't care about her, or him, or anyone like them. ]

I wish humans just... got that more often?? Like, everyone I've talked to here says that kind of stuff. Well. Everyone except Jupiter, I guess? But she's a devil too so she doesn't count.

Pretty sure Kira gets it, but he's literally Lucifer, sssooooo....

[ Katou grimaces. That's getting too close to the elephant in the room that he and Kira are both trying to avoid talking about. He doesn't want to talk about it, he thinks. It's painful and complicated, and he hates painful and complicated. ]

I think the problem is that like, people... people wanna think that there's someone looking out for 'em. And what they don't realize is there's nobody. You gotta look out for yourself, 'cause the world will try to shit on you. And there's people, there's good people— genuinely good, not like pretentious bullshit.... But you can't count on finding 'em.

Haha. He's what now?

[ sorry, katou. she's just kind of. freezing up on that one. literally lucifer? like, the first one of them? no. that doesn't sound right. she's got to make sure- ]

You mean, like... in the same way all of us are, right? [ and just to clarify, she spreads her wings out a bit - before bunching them back behind her back. ]

.....That is so cool. Have I mentioned that? That is so fucking cool. Can I touch your wings?

[ His hand is hovering out, but he won't actually touch without her permission. While he's waiting for the yes-or-no, he clarifies for her: ]

And I mean he's the Lord-of-Hell in leather pants himself, Lucifer, the Morning Star, asshole...

Oh my god. Yes? Please. [ she reaches forward with them, bringing them closer to katou so that he doesn't have to reach out. ] I love it when people ask that. Maybe that's kind of weird? I don't know. But I like feeling- pretty, I guess?

[ okay. wow. that's definitely a lot? turns out kira has been, like, the original devil this whole time and she's just been treating him like- a friend. is that inappropriate? that's probably inappropriate. ]

Wow. Uh. I guess that makes a lot of things make sense...? He's not going to be mad or anything if I've just been calling him Kira, right.

[ His tone is almost absent as he strokes her wings. ]

They have eyes. That's so cool? That's so cool. Mine don't have eyes.

[ They're also not currently visible, but you know. ]

Anyway, if he's introducing himself as Kira in the first place, it's definitely not a problem. Probably?

[ He pauses in mid-stroke as he considers something— ]

Shit, maybe he didn't mention it for a reason. Oops?

You know what's really cool? They all work. Like, I can see through all of them at the same time. It's kind of crazy??

[ and just to show that off, the eyes closest to his hand roll towards him - focusing on the hand specifically - then slowly blink shut. ]

And yeah. I guess that makes sense? I just also get not being able to tell people the things you want to about yourself, so I guess I'm just... worried. You know? He's sort of the best. I don't want him to...

[ something katou said finally clicks. she looks up at him, each of the eyes on her wings opening up. her expression is filled with delight. ]

Oh my god. You have wings too? [ and then, almost conspiratorially: ] Are you a devil too?

Kira's... complicated! But most of the time I've known him, he's just been a guy. Until suddenly you find out that shit's a lot weirder than all that. Like my shit!

[ And then three wings— yes, three— shimmer into existence on his back. They don't have eyes, but they are gorgeous, feathery white wings. Very large ones. ]

My shit got real weird not too long ago.

Maybe he just wants to be treated like that? A guy, I mean.

[ never mind any of that! there's something way cooler here!!! ]

That's so cool though?? I never even thought about having three wings, even when I went... uh. Full devil, I guess? That's so cool. [ she leans in excitedly. ] How does the third wing work? Can you fly with them?

I mean, that's pretty much what I'd assume unless given really good fucking reason to think otherwise.

[ Like if he killed Katou again? But he at least got the impression that Kira did not currently intend on killing him again. (He hopes. That would make living in the same room awkward.) ]

Oh yeah, I can fly with 'em— pretty hard on a spaceship, but I can do it. The third one's like... kind of a sign of where I got mine from? Like apparently, you can tell how powerful someone is by how many wings they've got or some shit like that.

Whoaaaa. So you're, like... one and a half times as powerful as me. [ she sounds absolutely goddamn entranced. ] That's so cool? Devils don't have anything like that where I'm from. I mean, Jupiter and-

[ and neptune, her mind fills in, and she skips over it after a beat- ]

-she doesn't have any wings at all, but I'm pretty sure she'd destroy me if we fought? What with all the hands. [ hands that she's proven to be very good with. ] I'd totally let her, too.

[ haha. was that tmi? probably. would jupiter probably think she's gross for thinking that? probably. too bad to all of that, though! she doesn't really care right now - she's too busy finding out everything about her new devil pal. her eyes drop down to the joint, and after a moment she bashfully asks a question. ]

Hey, uh... what's in that? It doesn't really smell like a normal cigarette.

Edited 2018-07-24 06:16 (UTC)

....Hands....

[ He has absolutely no idea what Venus is talking about, but he's rapt. Does her girlfriend (he's assuming girlfriend, with the very gay way Venus is acting about her) have like.... millions of hands? Questions worth pondering.

He waves a hand around vaguely at her question. ]

'snot a cigarette. I'm trying to conserve those! Apparently they're a rare fucking commodity.

[ He grimaces for a second. ]

It's weed! Kira's weed.

[ He sounds pretty satisfied with that last detail. ]

Yeah! Yeah. So many hands? Like, I sort of lost count- [ and she has the good decency to blush here ] -but it's at least ten of them. Like, it's one of those old analogy puzzles? I am to eyes as she is to hands. Haha.

[ venus, absolutely nothing of that makes a good goddamn lick of sense. she moves on quickly enough anyway, lighting up when he explains. ]

No way! Whoa. I've never actually seen it in person? [ it hits her, about five seconds too late, how utterly dorky it must sound for the devil to say that. the flush on her cheeks gets a bit deeper. ] You, uh. How does it... you know. Work? Do you just kinda, inhale, or...

That's a lot of hands.

[ That's so many hands?? How does one teenage girl have that many hands. ]

Well, you're gonna want to draw the smoke into your mouth before you breath it into your lungs and hold it there for a couple of seconds. Kinda like...

[ He picks up a battery and a piece of steel wool, quickly lighting up the joint he has nearby and drawing in a hit, demonstrating. ]

Yeah, well. I'm not complaining?

[ whoops. was that tmi? she doesn't exactly care at this point. besides, there's something WAY more interesting happening. she stares, sort of open-mouthed, as katou takes a hit. it's still in his lungs when she whispers almost reverently- ]

That looks so cool? I've never done anything that cool. [ actually, wait. ] Except tearing down summer camp? That part was pretty cool.

[ He waits until he's released the breath before he speaks up. ]

I am all for tearing down summer camps. Never been to one myself! But it definitely seems like something that needs doing. Wanna try a hit?

Hell yeah it was. Bible camp is like, the absolute worst.

[ and then she sort of loses what she was saying, because he's offering for her to take a hit and she can do a weed? a whole weed??? ]

Oh my god. [ she looks like christmas and halloween just came on the same day, and she got a ps4 made of marshmallow chocolate. ] Oh my god. Uh, okay! Is that- are you okay with that?? I don't want to take all your stuff unless you're sure!

[ but half her eyes drop down to the joint, staring wide and clear. ]

[ Katou laughs at the expression on her face, but it's not an unkind laugh-- more one borne of genuine amusement. ]

Sure, why the hell not? Bonus points, it'll probably piss someone off and that's my favourite pasttime.

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that's legit tbqh

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sneaks back in to my fave thread, thank god i'm tagging again

HELLO AGAIN, god i understand that feeling

YEAH IT'S... SORT OF THE WORST orz

A WEEK AND A HALF LATER.... I LIVE.