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un: weaseling

so bumble got me thinking
well first of all maverick's the "cafe" run by (you fucking guessed it) maverick (that's me) will still be just inside the lum dorms for weekdays even though there'll be fucking cameras around I guess

no more popsicles since that one asshole took off and won't answer his fucking phone but there's plenty of hot chocolate, temp tattoos, and bumble has so graciously agreed to provide cookies on occasion.
the tats are kinda in limited supply but hey that's what markers are for
and if you want someone educating on tattoos, it's gotta be me I'm great
all this cafe shit is supposed to be for rounding up loose kids but if you need a sugar rush I ain't gonna stop you
unless like...it sounds super fucking funny at the time

anyway second of all, the part she actually got me thinking about
I checked with Mama and she said the camera crew is staying somewhere else so her base has space

if you need some time (like a couple days) minus a kiddo or they just can't fucking be around during that tv shit because they look or act like a freak show
reserve a room at INN OF ATROPOS
weirdo-friendly, respects your privacy, nice as shit, food's kickass, the manager's a total babe, you get the idea
normally she'd super fucking frown on just dumping a kid at her doors but she gets this shit is kinda a weird circumstance

also let it be known I will literally bash your fucking head in if you fuck up Mama's inn, whether that you is big or little just saying

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To be honest, you're not. You aren't the kind of person who makes for a valuable connection to move up in the world...if anything, you're the sort a 'good detective' should be disapproving of. It's bullshit, but even my social life is normally attached to my public image.

Though, you'd be surprised how many teenagers find the polite act 'aloof and mysterious' enough to trip over themselves trying to get my attention. I feel more like a fucking idol than a celebrity detective.

You're such a fucking shit.

[Rude!!! And he's going to be rude right back by jabbing his elbow harder into Akechi's side. He's the best right kind of people, or...something. Ha!!]

[He takes the elbow without so much of a flinch, though Mav might notice he's a bit bony, and returns fire with a shoulder shove.]

Maybe, but I'm a fucking shit with damn useful connections.

Your connections ain't good for dogdick here. Or for having a good fucking time. Admit it! You'd trade your connections for a week in my shoes in a heartbeat.

[Listen to this smug asshole as he continues to be a physical nuisance.]

[Watch out Mav, he's going for a headlock.]

Offer a year and maybe. A week means fuck all when I have to think about a roof over my fucking head.

[Mav shrieks out a laugh as he's caught, but he's not giving up that easily. He damn well earned his nickname of "weasel" as a kid, and he has it in him to wriggle his way out of this situation, too, even if it means contorting enough to use his toes as extra help.]

You have a roof, dipshit! We're both under it!

I meant back in Tokyo.

[He shifts to try to get behind Mav, the mattress creaking under his weight.]

We're supposed to have a chance at stopping Nightfall, right? That means I'm not going to be living here forever.

[For the record, the only thing saving Akechi from being bitten is the fact that Mav still wants to talk shit.]

Who fucking cares? Fuck Tokyo!

[His arms are basically out of commission, since he's pulling down on Akechi's, but he can squirm and wrap his leg under the other's to pull it around him to stretch its limit. Suffer!!!]

Help save the world, live wherever the fuck you want, dumbass.

Do you know how much of a pain in the ass it is to get the right to live in a foreign country without a student Visa?

[He has impressive leg strength for as scrawny as he is, so he puts up a good fight against having his leg stretched out, but that does firmly stop him from moving. So instead, he's going to grab Mav's ear and pull.]

H-hey!

[Even now, he can't stop himself from giggling. He never gets to have stupid, harmless fights like this... It's really fun.]

It's a bitch, but you gonna coward out 'cause of some fucking paperwork? You're a detective!

[A detective that burns down buildings!!]

Get a work visa! I mean, fuck, do au pair shit here when that's over. Mama can host you, and she knows all about moving to another country!

I fucking hate paperwork, it's the worst part of my job.

[Yank yank! He's not pulling hard, though, and there's a hint of playfulness to his tone. It's...nice, being able to show his rough side to someone.]

Wimp.

[Wimp!!!! But for real -- ] Come on, watch it, man, I need that to stick more metal in later!

[always need more piercings]

You wanna try fighting a fucking kilometer of red tape? You can't hit that with a baseball bat.

[But fine. He lets go of Mav with a rough shove, though not enough to risk knocking him off the bed.]

...You know, I don't really see a lot of guys with pierced ears.

[Says the guy who's checking his false nails to make sure they didn't get loosened in that brawl.]

[Mav can hit whatever the fuck he wants with a baseball bat, but Akechi is saved from that commentary by the shove. He sits up a bit and props himself on an elbow.]

I got pierced everything, princess. Who gives a shit? My body. Got nothing to do with anyone else, nothing to do with gender.

That's...not an entirely common opinion in Japan. The older generations consider body modification to be an insult to the parents who gave you your body. Some women get their ears pierced anyway, and it's tolerated, but...

[He huffs, but is evidently satisfied with the integrity of his manicure.]

Shitty old men look down on anything more than that, so most guys decide it's not worth it. It's fucking stupid, especially since you don't hear them complaining about people smoking or fucking drinking and ruining the lungs and livers their parents gave them, but it's not likely to change until the conservative assholes stop being the ones in charge.

[mmmm]

Yeah? So fucking what? [He flops down again, staring up at the ceiling.] The people that gave birth to me would have a fuckton of other shit to be disappointed in me about, but they ain't gonna say shit about it now. I'm the one that's gotta live in this body. I'll do whatever I fucking want.

And my parents didn't even want me, so I doubt they'd give a shit. I've considered going ahead and getting my ears pierced, but it didn't seem worth it when I wouldn't be able to wear them in public without assholes who could affect my career looking down their noses at me.

[Mav thinks it's rude as shit to say that in front of his younger self, even if he's already thinking it, but ther nothing to do about that now. He'll shift onto his side slide a hand into Akechi's hair to push it away from his ear and inspect it.]

Pretty sure you can get away with it, with hair this long. You should, it's hot.

[His younger self already realizes it. 'Dad dumped mom by the side of the road because she got pregnant' sends a pretty clear message.

He turns pink at both the hand in his hair and the comment and quickly clears his throat.]

It seemed like a waste of money if nobody would be able to see the earrings. I have read that other countries give less of a shit, though, so I might.

[It's still rude! But then, so is the self-satisfied smirk curling on Maverick's face, probably. Still, he'll be nice for now and retract his hand again while he scoffs.]

Can't see most of my shit, but I am gonna get more that are obvious. I do it for me, though.

I don't really have a lot of money to spare on self-indulgence. If I'm going to spend money on jewelry, it's sure as fuck going to be something I'm willing to show off.

[Maverick hums as he sinks himself into the mattress again, getting nice and cozy.]

Mm, then you should wait. If you're gonna get it, you gotta get it done right. You should start saving now, though, maybe you can come with when I get my tongue done.

It'll be easier here than back in Japan, at least. Tokyo rent is expensive as hell, and food wasn't exactly cheap, either. Most of my income was going to expenses I don't have to worry about here.

Vive la France, or whatever.

[Vive la Daybreak, more like, but it's harder to be sarcastic when something isn't already a phrase.]

So what're you thinking? Lobe? Helix? Lay it on me.

The lobe heals faster, right? I should probably start with one that's easier to take care of.

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