003. and in every raindrop... // open post.

[icarusalsoflew]

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[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brigade lets Hikaru go, and smiles ] Good luck. [ He laughs ]

I'll make it easy for you and do something stupid so that you can get a laugh at my expense for the whole night. I might just find a way to call your mother, and crash and burn terribly, so you can bury me in all the beer I'm going to drink. [ He laughs again ]

It really was about me, you know? This visit. I felt like such an idiot, asking your mother if I could drink with her all those nights. [ He downs his bottle, gets another two, tosses one to Hikaru with a whole lemon (he can slice it for himself), and sits himself back down on the couch. ]

Got any old Disney films? I think we should review Frozen for when we force Yulia to sit through it. [ Looks like it was going to be a long morning of drinking ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Using this time to let Brig's words wash over him while he tries to stand on his own metaphorical feet. It mostly involves taking the bottle and the lemon, considering it for a bit, then putting both down in favor of running a hand through his own hair then going for a cigarette.

Goddamn.]

So that's still on, huh? [Tiny smile, mostly apologetic.] Maybe next time. I should probably go to bed soon.

[atlas_shrugged]

Just lemme finish this? [ Brig asks. Reminded of the time he had the balls to tell an Oni-Tsukai, "Can I just finish this?". Now he was playing big brother to that stupid 16-year-old in the Philippines who brought him and Saitou Oyama together. That stupid 16-year-old who only grew 5 years in the span of a century. ] I'll clean up and be out of your hair in a jiffy.

[ Brig doesn't look at Hikaru. He doesn't want to. He's having this drink as much as he loves Corona as he needs to calm his nerves. ] Hit the sack. You've had a long day, man.

[icarusalsoflew]

It's okay. I can wait.

[And he really doesn't mind. It's just one beer, and. Well. Friends. This was how friends did it.

Eighteen years out there, not being himself but Himself? Maybe he had ended up forgetting that. No wonder many of the members of Those Three Blades were always going down hard on him, among others.

He had a lot of people to apologize to, it seemed.]