head above water

[gimu]

WHO: Choso & YOU
WHAT: CATCH-ALL log for the next indeterminate while!
WHERE: Main Base; Neo-Tokyo & Surrounding Areas; 12am shower thoughts psyche plane
WHEN: Time is irrelevant & shall be labelled as needed
WARNINGS: Jujutsu Kaisen spoilers up to AT LEAST current canon (just in case). Further warnings will be labelled in relevant threads as needed

Comments

[eyescar]

Talk to Megumi.

[ Yuji waves his hand absently. ]

It's a long story.

[gimu]

That’s it? He’s such a chatterbox.

[picky]

Megumi is?

[eyescar]

Megumi's dad. Apparently.

[ This is such a weird conversation. ]

[picky]

[ Marcille is waiting for Choso to confirm. I just think their heads are cute.

]

[gimu]

Megumi does not like to talk so much. [ while in the shower, he means, which is the only point of reference he has for now. ]

But his father is very talkative in turn.

[picky]

I see.

Why don't you like him, Yuji? Did he do something?

[eyescar]

He's a jerk.

[ Scowling. Negative!! Only negative CR Yuji has!! ]

[gimu]

He is a jerk.

[ can’t deny simple truths. ]

[picky]

So he has a bad personality...

[ She guesses? ]

What does he look like?

[gimu]

Annoyingly handsome. [ possibly at the exact same time yuji speaks. ]

[eyescar]

Like a Dorito -

[ WAIT ]

Huh? What? Handsome? Choso!

[gimu]

What?

[picky]

[ Marcille's eyes go wide, her ears lift, and a wash of pink rises over her cheeks. She gasps loudly.

He does not know what he just unlocked. ]

Choso... Is he your type?!

[ Her eyes are unfortunately sparkling. ]

[eyescar]

[ The brotherly curse of being into Fushiguros. ]

Only in his face, right? Because his personality sucks, Choso!

[gimu]

[ choso Thinks about it. he thinks about their supremely short-lived fight, the deadly ease with which Fushiguro Toji conducted himself. his personality… was not something choso could really speak to yet, either.


what could he speak to, though? ]

He has an excellent body.

[picky]

[ Marcille CLAPS HER HAND OVER HER MOUTH ]

[eyescar]

HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?

[ The dawning horror…!!! ]

[gimu]

[ the shift in yuji’s tone and volume is puzzling, but not out of place considering the topic was Toji. choso seems unruffled. ]

He used it to subdue me. [ in a spar. ] I learned many things that day. [ like how great the chasm lay between their individual strengths ].

1/2

[eyescar]

[ This is truly a Bad Day in Yuji’s life— ]

[eyescar]

Forget the hot springs. Sorry, Marcille-san. I need to go kill Fushiguro-san.

[ The role reversal here is something real and special to behold. ]

[picky]

W-Wait, wait, wait!

[ She waves her hand at Yuji and then just makes this face at Choso. ]

Choso... Where exactly did this happen?

[gimu]

Eh?

[ he’s stopped mostly because yuji has, still holding onto the lad’s hand, blinking at the two of them nonplussed. ]

In the training room. Why?

[eyescar]

[ ……….. ]

Wait. You just fought him? Like a spar?

[picky]

Oh, thank goodness.

[ Marcille doesn't collapse, but she does press her hand over her heart and sigh. Choso's maidenhood is still intact. ]