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Rin Okumura ⬤ Ao no Exorcist
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moonblessing ⬤ Cordis

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[wearingguess]

The former ruler of Sanguis moon received this picture and called it "junk mail." 8 days later Sanguis moon became uninhabitable. A man received this picture and immediately sent out copies, then received good fortune for an entire year, including winning a jackpot lottery. Copy, paste, and send this to 9 people or you will be cursed. Don't take any chances. Sanguis did, and now no one can live there.

[satanslash]

k thats super cute but i aint gonna do no chain mail
sides im already cursed

text | backdated to november 3rd

[chichichi]

Hey. Are you free right now?

[ Because someone would like to give him a proper call now that she's got her affairs in order, their phones are hungry god app free, and the city is back to hosting its regular spiritual volume. ]

[satanslash]

yeah

sup

TEXT | 9TH

[chichichi]

OKUMURA-KUN, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!

[satanslash]

WHAT WHAT WHAT IS IT WHOS DEAD

[champagnetower]

[link to party here for your convenience]

4/10, @ nissan's teppanyaki

[wearingguess]

[ cordis is winding down, but titus still has these damn wings that still could not possibly be more in the way... but it didn't feel right to put this off any longer, so he's here. ]

Rin... good afternoon.
...Can I sit here?

[satanslash]

[Rin doesn't look... great but he does look better than he did, so that's an improvement. It's mostly a lingering tiredness, one that has him taking more frequent breaks but still trying to give his usual fangy smiles to customers and keep up the energy when he is behind the grill.

Whatever smile he did have on when Titus came in, though, flickered uncertainly before he nodded to the stool directly across from him.

Yeah, that last conversation was... a doozy.]

Yeah.

5/1 | text, un: birdinthehand

[chichichi]

Hey, Rin-chan. You need to update my contact information in your device.

[satanslash]

fhuah?

[If it looks like he just slapped his phone and managed to somehow get a quesiton mark in there anyway...

That's because he did.]

July Triple Moon; audio

[battlefrenzy]

Yo, Rin. Want to spar?

[Look, this time he asked politely first.]

[satanslash]

[Good boy!]

Yeah, sure.

[Not even a little hesitation. Let's do this!

... okay maybe a little hesitation because he comes back to add something-]

But uh, fair warnin'. I look different than the last time you saw me, aaaand I have a different sword. Long story, I can tell you later if you wanna hear it.

mid-september

[reflash]

[It's been a few days since Yukio arrived. Not many, but enough that he's out of the hospital, that he's settled enough in this world that he can wrap his head around what's going on.

He's... fine. He's alive. There's no mocking voice in his head, no glaze of blue over his vision. Satan is gone.

The problem is that even if Satan is gone, Rin is here. And Yukio doesn't remember much from the hospital, but he knows Rin was there at some point, knows they continued their fight and that Rin still hadn't understood. Rin isn't going to understand.]

I'm out of the hospital, if you want to talk.

[satanslash]

[Rin really messed up and he knows it. He made an ass of himself in front of an entire hospital floor and let his emotions drag up that part of him he'd rather not deal with ever, let alone having it nearly run rampant like that.

Setsura did the right thing knocking his ass out but now he's left pretty fucking embarrassed over it all.

And, for a while, also left with no idea how he's going to approach Yukio or if he even should.

He stares at the message for too long, and a few times some snarky, too-mean replies are started then erased.

Eventually he does respond but not with words, just a location:

Nissan's Teppanyaki on Crystal Beach.]

october 7 - cordis time

[reflash]

Nii-san, can you bring me lunch?

[Yukio is hungry, and out of food, and doesn't really want to go out and get more food, and Rin always makes him food but hasn't the entire time he's been here, and he wants to see his brother, and he just feels weird and hates it.]

[satanslash]

[Oh boy.

Yukio is probably Cordis, if he's coming to Rin for food after their last 'conversation' had them not speaking for almost a week straight. Admittedly Rin also could have been less of a vindictive ass about the wedding stuff, but he had admittedly been feeling pretty sore about how Yukio left him the last time.

'round and 'round they go...

He did consider sending a short text apology but his apologies seem to be meaning less and less these days.

Food works, though, even if Yukio was the one to request it first.]

yeah gimmie like 30 minutes

text | un: birdinthehand | Backdated to September 15, a week after Total Drama Hospital

[chichichi]

You do realize that the events of the week past have not absolved you of your homework.

[satanslash]

thank you for reaching niisan teppanyaki

we are currently on vacation

please leave a message and we will get back to you as soon as possible

AUDIO | 2nd day(?) of October Cordis | idk what happened

[chichichi]

Rin-chaaan!

[ Are there tones of a cat-bird yowling woven into her exclamation? Don't tell her if you want to live. She is very... questionably upset about something, though? Fortunately, she's vocal and so she is going to explain -- ]

Yukio-chan and I are starving! We want fish!

[ And yes, she did call his personal line instead of the grill. And yes, they are going to starve to death if he doesn't make them fish. Obviously. ]

[satanslash]

[God damn it, both of you.]

Sets, I'm real busy. I can make you guys an order but it's probably gonna have to be delivered.

10/10; text; un: greatesstowaway

[totallycalledit]

Hey boss.
I was browsing through the network and noticed your wedding post.
Let me know if you need anything, okay? I've never been to a wedding, but surely there's something I can do to help.

[satanslash]

oh hey
yeah
we're looking at next month

im sure i can find something for you to help with
we're not exactly going small for this

10/9

[reflash]

Nii-san, guess who came in with this month's batch of new arrivals.

[It's the last full day of Yukio's frankly hellish first Cordis and there's someone very familiar sleeping exhausted and covered softly with blankets on his couch.]

[satanslash]

i swear to fuck yukio if you say satan i am gonna throw myself into the nothing and not come back

catch all for communications @ 2nd day(?) of October Cordis

[chichichi]

[ Plus this earlier one!!

I'll just reply to this every time there's a new, separate communication. ]

TEXT

[chichichi]

He bit my tail.

im just spamming you but... November Cordis. video

[reflash]

[There is... a cat. Chewing on the communicator bracelet for a moment (sorry about uh. the inside of a cat mouth) before pulling back and smacking at it, claws outstretched. It's a black cat, in that sort of scrawny gangly teenage stage of not-exactly-kittenhood. Its eyes are mismatched, one greenish and one bright blue.]

[satanslash]

What the fu--

[Wait, is this coming from--

... seriously, Cordis?!

Rin just puts a hand over his face and groans.]

Yuki, stop chewin' on your bracelet. That can't be good for your teeth, man.