mineo.

[enfangs]

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dw did not want me to receive this notif

[enfangs]

Never heard of it.

dw was trying to keep me from running

[sengokus]

[GHK]

It's me! You've heard of me! Don't be a dick...!

[he says and even from where he's flopped on the ground he tries to stretch out to kick white weakly]

[enfangs]

[attempts to kick back]

Where'd that title even come from!?

[sengokus]

[this is slightly more aggro footsie now]

F-From me! What's wrong with that?!

[enfangs]

[why did you write those words]

You made up your own title!?

[sengokus]

[well it is]

How else do people get titles?!

[enfangs]

I'm pretty sure other people grant you with 'em! Like, when you become famous and shit!

[sengokus]

N-Not always, probably!

What - do you have any titles?

[enfangs]

Aside from job stuff? Not really.

[sengokus]

... you have a job....?

[WHY DID HE NOT REALIZE THIS]

[enfangs]

What did you think I did!?

[sengokus]

[he

goes quiet

he didn't think that far]

[enfangs]

[...

TRIES TO KICK HIM AGAIN]

[sengokus]

[it connects and he just makes a GUAGH noise]

It's not like you ever told me what you did!!

[enfangs]

So you just figured I was unemployed!?

[sengokus]

Don't say it like it's a bad word! Being between jobs is a normal thing that happens to people!

So what do you do...?!

[this is the most angrily he's ever asked this question]

[enfangs]

[there's








a long pause]

[sengokus]

[






matching long pause]

.... how illegal is it...

[enfangs]

... You know what? Pretty illegal! Yeah!

[he is jumping on this train so that he doesn't have to admit that's only 50% of the pause

and that the other 50% is because he realized hE'S TECHNICALLY UNEMPLOYED NOW AFTER ALL]

[sengokus]

[he's just

gonna roll over onto his stomach because apparently they're just

doing this on the floor

would this work for a sloth indulgence?]

So what is it?

[enfangs]

[he sits up, leaning back on his hands.]

... Well, whatever my higher-ups needed. Not like it came with a job description... If Lord Ares told you to jump, you asked, "How high?"

Usually, though, I did a lot of the public shit like recruiting.

[sengokus]

[ . . . . huh.]

What made it illegal?

[enfangs]

Oh, we killed people.

[blunt.]

[sengokus]

[ah.

it's hard to miss it - the way he freezes up a little.

and then, clipped:]

Why?

[enfangs]

[he just lets out a low scoff, looking away.

he's not ashamed of what he's done—why do them in the first place, if he was going to regret them?—but in moments like these, it almost stings, as a reminder of the life that never was.]

Are you asking that because you expect an actual reason?