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[orphne]

Okay, well can you teach me how to dance? I have music! Oh, but I don't have any speakers or anything to plug my MP3 player into...

[nullificates]

why do you think i can dance?

[orphne]

Oh! I just assumed, since you brought it up in the first place. Well, I guess if neither of us know how to dance, that's probably fine! Where can we get some good music...

[nullificates]

i've been trying to learn the violin does that count

[orphne]

Are you any good at it?

[nullificates]

im great at everything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cw suicide

[nullificates]

wait no thats a lie

[orphne]

Mmhm.

[Yeah she knows what you're implying there, bud!]

So if I come over, the violin isn't going to sound like someone being cruel to a cat?

[nullificates]

what kind of depressed loser you think i am, drinking at home!!!!

im at the bar!!!!! adding up to chuuya's debt!!!!

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[orphne]

[She just pockets her charm with a sigh and leans across to grab her coat. She'd been planning to get ready to crawl into bed, but if Dazai is texting her, it's probably best she go hang out with him, just in case. She doesn't really go to the bar herself, but it's not like it's her first time in a place that serves alcohol so! She just looks around for where Dazai is and walks with confidence to him.]

Hey. Come up with any good party ideas yet?

[If he were sober, he'd definitely be able to see the tired set to her eyes and the slightly less-chipper tone to her voice, but she's still perfectly friendly, her smile still perfectly natural as she slides into a seat beside him.]

[nullificates]

(unfortunately to all involved, mostly himself, alcohol doesn't do miracles. his brain still works at great speed, all training, albeit dulled, still in place. ah, she's going to fall asleep on the bar. same, he's done that before, truly looking after him.

but, no, he just lets his face lift from behind his arms on the counter, a sigh, an index finger up, and--)

Ah, no. Not at all!!

[orphne]

Aaaw, that's too bad. I thought we were going to dance!

[She props her chin up in her hands and smiles at him, taking in the sight of one (1) drunk Dazai. Oh boy.]

So, what was the occasion tonight? Just bored?

[nullificates]

(watch him look at his bandaged wrists, as if he had a reason, before he shrugs and hides again. ah, warm, ah, nice...)

... Monday!

[orphne]

I guess that's a good reason!

[There are worse reasons, anyway. She looks to his bandaged wrists, then back to him, then reaches to see if she can steal his glass. What are you drinking and how bad does it smell, Dazai?]

Hey, guess what, though? I've finally got that old building renovated so I can use it for clubs. You'll come by sometimes, right?

[nullificates]

(whiskey, it's whiskey, and he might as well growl at her taking his glass, but ah, whatever.)

Bartender!! Give me a cup of your finest detergent!!!

(not that he does, he's already caught on on dazai's antics, he's here too often.)

Clubs, like school? I'd think the last thing you'd want is to have school! Isn't that what school-going-kids think?

[orphne]

[She wrinkles her nose and puts the glass back down without drinking from it. It smells really strong and not that great, honestly.]

You can have clubs without having school, duh. [She grins at him and shakes her head. Silly Dazai.] Clubs are just like, groups of people with similar interests. Aragaki-senpai is going to do a cooking club. I'm gonna do sewing club. Oh, would you join a magic club? I'm trying to win a bet, kind of.

[It's not an official bet, but she did say she'd try to find people for Seimei's club, so. Just checking!]

[nullificates]

(if being drunk stopped him from doing anything, he'd be fucked right now. it absolutely does not, and while she speaks of bets, he nods, fingers light as a feather emptying her pockets, most likely without her noticing. not even chuuya can tell when dazai picks his own, after all, and he giggles, showing her charm.)

Like this? Abracadabra!!

[orphne]

[She gasps and reaches into her pocket, gaping at him.]

Hey!!

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Can you teach me how to do that?

[nullificates]

(his half-bandaged hands set on her cheek, pushing them together to make a little pout, he's still so giggly... poor kotone...)

... No!

(and he drops them, so, so threatrically.)

Ah, Koto-chan, a man needs to have his own secrets! If I am already teaching you to lie and predict, I'll lose my charm!

[orphne]

[She exaggerates her pout with the fish lips, letting out a little disgruntled noise when he refuses and holding the pout on her own.]

Please? I'll do something in exchange for you...

[Look at that face. She's asking so nicely.]

I just want to see the look on Aragaki-senpai's face if I succeed!

[nullificates]

... No! I can pick him clean, and place it all on you, though? A coooooooompromise!!! I'm compromising!!!!!

[orphne]

That's no fun~

[Booo! Booooooo!! She's still pouting.]

Does Chuuya know how to pickpocket?

cw strapped to medical bed mention

[nullificates]

Not nearly as well I can. My hands are magic! I can open any lock! Escape any cuff! Pick anything!

(wiggly fingers that go back to his whiskey, that she STOLE. she's MEAN.)

I was strapped to beds for a long time! My hands evolved! Like biology! Ma~gic!

[orphne]

[Not nearly as well as he can means that Chuuya can still teach it. She'll back off from Dazai for now, at least, because when he starts bringing up things to make others uncomfortable, that means he doesn't really want to talk about it.]

So do you want to join Magic Club, then?

[Full circle!]

[nullificates]

Why? I'm so magic. Look!

(ah, slight of hand, the coin that he picks from behind her ear.)