Fuda #34

[idealism]

[This time around, all Tsuzuki recorded was his slurred voice.]

What do you mix -- get if you mix vodka, liquor and raspberry juice?

[A long pause. There''s a clink of the glass. Consider how full of suck the world has been lately, it's a great day for drinking.]

Tatsumi's gone. His things were gone when I checked. There's not a lot of people left now.

So it's time to drink to them.

Comments

[Voice]

[cynicism]

You're drinking a lot more than usual lately.

[Voice]

[idealism]

A lot more people're leavin' lately.

[Voice]

[cynicism]

And it means they get to go home. That's a good thing, remember?

[Voice]

[idealism]

If Draco went home one day, would you celerb-- cerelbrba- be happy about it?

[Voice]

[cynicism]

I'd be happier if you'd come back from the bar.

Do you want me to go get you?

[Voice]

[idealism]

You don' have to. 'M not that drunk yet.

[But then he remembers that Hisoka deserves a better answer. He doesn't want to make him worry.] I'll come back soon! I know th'way now.

[Voice]

[cynicism]

[Too late.]

I'm on my way there.

[Voice]

[idealism]

[But then Hisoka may ask uncomfortable questions and interrupt his Woe-is-Me-session!] Ooookay. But then I inshist you drink with me.

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[cynicism]

[Yeah that's not going to happen. But BRB, Hisoka is already out of the house on his way to crash that boohoo party.]

[Voice]

[idealism]

[He doesn't like the silence.]

Hiiisoka?

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[cynicism]

[Nope, still more silence. It's a long walk to the center of town, okay. :|]

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[idealism]

[He shakes his journal, in case there's just a technical difficulty.]

Weird.

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[cynicism]

[Yes, Tsuzuki. That's exactly how the journals work.

But either way, there'll be a Hisoka barging into Tsuzuki's space in a few minutes, sliding into a seat beside him at the bar.]

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[idealism]

[He blearily looks to the door when he hears it creak open. Having Hisoka around means that he needs to think again, which is not something he's looking forward to. The dizzy feeling had only just begun to make him feel better, too.

He offers him a sweet smile, sipping his drink.]

'lo.

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[cynicism]

[He gives Tsuzuki a nod as he orders himself a proper cup of tea.]

So do you plan on coming back to the house at all this week? Or are you just going to live here?

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[idealism]

[He decides that it's best to look straight into his drink. At least that one won't ask him questions.]

I havn't been here that often.

[He slides his drink slightly to the side.]

Wanna try it?

[Action]

[cynicism]

Right. [He slides it right back to Tsuzuki.]

No thank you.

[Action]

[idealism]

More f'me.

[He takes a sip from it, his voice turning softer.]

I was so happy when Tatsumi got'ere. This is unfair.

[Action]

[cynicism]

Maybe he went back to get reinforcements.

[Action]

[idealism]

Y'said that when they went back they frgot. So. He forgot.

[Action]

[cynicism]

[Ugh. The one time Tsuzuki listens to him!]

Unless he left on his own accord.

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[idealism]

[Unfortunately he remembers a lot of that afternoon. Tsuzuki rests his cheek on his hand, elbow propped up on the table.]

He wouldn't do dat.

[Action]

[cynicism]

Of course he would, if it meant filing for a rescue mission.

[Action]

[idealism]

[He shakes his head.]

Not without tellin' us first. You wouln't either, right?

[Action]

[cynicism]

Of course not. I told you I'm here as long as you are.