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TEXT&VOICE MESSAGE POST ❧ gargleblasted

❝we can play charades when there is nothing to say❞

❝Testing, one, two, three. Testing, one, two, three. Testing, one, two...

...Elizabeth? Elizabeth! I don't think it's working.❞

[FUNCTIONS; TEXT&VOICE + NOTE&ACTION]

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[sorry are you making words?]

[I'm busy staring at the ball of fluff, transfixed]

[have a dribble of toothpaste down his chin]

[SIGH]

[reaches his arm out, and soon enough there is a little marmoset all up in your face.]

[DON'T PASS OUT OKAY I KNOW IT'S A LOT OF ADORABLE IN A VERY SMALL PACKAGE BUT YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO BREATHE THROUGH IT]

[OH MY GOD]

[breathing is for chumps all I want to do is shakily rub my face against her soft fur and sputter like a retard]

Her p-paws... are so sm-small...

[AUGH THEY'RE CURLING AROUND MY HAIR AND CLINGING]

[AUGHHHH]

Yeah.

[YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO LEAVE YOU TO THAT just gonna drop down this list (http://www.primatecare.com/mdiet.htm) onto your futon and then heave a massive fucking hikers backpack full of marmoset necessities --which he may or may not have purchsed via a tab under your name-- from his back and dump it next to you.

there, dinner.]

Right. There's her stuff, think Kurosaki fed her today so ya don't need t'go overboard. M'goin' out.

[glances to the pack, then to the list briefly]

[while Madeline/Hyacinth/Jasmine/etc clambers up his hair, which is quite painful but also SUPER CUTE]

I see...

[wait a minute]

You are going out?

[THERE IS SO MUCH JUDGING IN THIS VOICE]

[SIGH WHY THAT TONE LEAVE ME BE]

Yeah. Told ya in the message, guess y'didn't listen.

Her first night in this home, and you are already leaving her? She will develop abandonment issues.

She'll be fine. She knows me plenty already. If I don't give you two some alone time, yer'll never stand a chance o' catchin' up.

[GOD Renji you catch on so quick]

Oh, you are right...! We will never have a happy home if bonds of love are uneven!

[beer is like a dangling bone; when waggled in front of a young mutt's face, he will run as if his life depended on it]

Yeah. 'Xactly. Anyway, I should be off.

When will you be home?

[oh god she's climbing up the side of my head]

[paaaaaaaaaws her pawskjdnkjff]

Not sure. Tomorrow? Maybe th'day after that. Need to get out some.

[a pause. wait. damnit katsura, don't tell me 'home', i might start to listen 8|]

An' it's not 'home'. It's semi-permanent temporary lodgings.

The day after that? Aa, by yourself?

[the monkey crawls to the top of his head]

...What is the difference?

Yeah. M'a big boy now, think I can handle it.

[... reaches out to scritch her cheek. d'awww dauder monkey so stupidly cute. also he seems to be incredibly introspective this evening full of ~*depth~ and ~*inner thoughts*~ and all that jazz what is this]

Home's a place 'at's yours. M'not stayin', so it's not home.

Anyway, I'm goin'.

[brb workin' this out]

[and now the monkey is climbing down his face]

My homes have all been semi-permanent temporary lodgings.

[even though Madeline/Hyacinth/Kimber is leaving little scratches all over his face, he doesn't seem to mind]

I didn't think staying was a requirement.

Never had a home before, don't need one now. Specially not the floor o' some guy's room in a shitty ship that'll give me strawberries and rob me o' stars.

[watching that monkey. sob wtf are you doing little monkey. sighs, and adds:]

She does though. Make sure ya feed her right, I'll be back sometime.

[and then he's turning ready to leave]

It's not some guy, it's Katsura.

[frowns a bit]

[he's not sure what stars or strawberries had to do with much, but he can understand the sentiment well enough; it was something that took he himself depressive months and a large, large amount of explosives to come to terms with]

[but there's no time like the present, thinks Katsura, to start heading for new dawns]

[firmly, he replies]

I will feed her. Try not to get arrested, and do not come home too late.

[he pauses-- but this time doesn't contradict. a piece once said bears no repeating.

besides, it's given him something to think about]

Yeah, yeah. Bye. [with that and a huff, he's gone]

[Zura watches him head out thoughtfully]

[until a monkey paw smacks right in his eye]

Sh-shit...! Down, Angela!

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