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

[picky]

[ The whiplash from Choso's bloodlust to his gap moe... Someone could break their neck.

Marcille is in the middle of this, trying to gauge whether or not she should be with Choso without Yuji around. She should be careful with what she says. ]

Your best friend is here too? [ She looks worried. ] There are so many people you know that were taken here.

[eyescar]

There's Megumi, Kugisaki, Gojo-sensei, Nanamin, and Fushiguro-san, but he sucks, so you can ignore him.

[ Fuck that guy.

Yuji just smiles brightly at her, taking Choso's hand to tug him along. ]

I've been super lucky.

[gimu]

[ choso, for all his looming and ominous statements, seems to have no idea of what sort of impression he paints for the world with— with all That. All of That. ignorance truly is bliss; utterly oblivious of the roller coaster ride marcille has found herself on, choso lets himself be led onward by the sure pull of yuji’s weird clawed hand, his attention already shifted ahead. ]

Megumi and Kugisaki are good in each their own ways. You will meet them soon enough.

[picky]

Oh... Okay. [ Choso deadass just decided that Marcille is going to meet these people. She's not gonna argue with that.

Marcille, who's tactile and affectionate herself, doesn't see anything odd about the handholding—not in the same way other people might. She usually had a hand or an arm around Falin's when they weren't in danger. ]

Who's Fushigurosan?

[ There aren't any honorifics where she comes from. That's his name now. ]

[eyescar]

Megumi's dad. He's kind of a jerk.

[ Yuji is not a fan of him, and it shows, the scowl on his face obvious. ]

He better have done what I paid him for... [ a mumble... ]

[gimu]

He’s good on his word when payment is on the table.

[picky]

[ She wrinkles her nose. ]

There are plenty of adventurers just like that where I'm from. They'll do just about anything for money. What was he supposed to do?

[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…!!! ]