[ senri & ray are not okay ]

[usogi]

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[usogi]

[oh.]

Bad offering?

Or your unfathomably charming personality?

[selfimmolates]

Bad offering. Spoke to a few gods, and apparently they're one of the bigger jerks among them at any rate.

[usogi]

Which one did you even bug...?

[he stares at his sparkly hand]

This is pretty mild - but in a really mundane, annoying, hellish way? Glitter is the worst? You'll find this on you for weeks?

[selfimmolates]

[he stares at senri for a moment, before he answers.]

Disorder. Apparently they're one of the more vengeful gods, so this curse'll last on the longer side of things. Sucks for you too, I guess.

Anyway, if they're not your patron god, approach with caution.

[usogi]

Ugh I hate glitter. You owe me, Ray-kun.

[what?]

Anyway, did you talk to all the gods? [and also since this is after the rule got put in place now] Do you know anything about the new rule? That's one of Justice's powers, right?

[selfimmolates]

You grabbed me? I don't owe you crap.

[ :/ ]

Not all of 'em. Some didn't accept my offerings, and I stopped after Disorder. [...] And no, I don't know anything. Though if it's a participant's doing, I can make some guesses about their motives.

[usogi]

[hmmmm.

and senri will gesture back to the table they were sitting at]

Wanna talk about it over cake?

[selfimmolates]

You're not going to give up on this, are you?

[usogi]

I don't believe in wasting super high class deluxe fantastic food!

[god shut him up please]

[selfimmolates]

Ugh.

Fine.

[usogi]

Yay!

[and senri will go to sit down back at the table and push the cake slice that's already out back over to ray

and take some for himself!]

Oh, I went to speak to my god actually - and some others. I got a mix of... good news and bad news.

[selfimmolates]

... Like what?

[usogi]

[Senri takes a bite.]

There's a way to do this without anyone getting hurt.

[ . . . and he frowns.]

I should've gotten milk...

[ . . . ]

- and that way might not be super likely, seeing as some gods are more impatient and ruthless than others.

[selfimmolates]

Focus, idiot.

[who cares about milk!!]

Yeah, that's pretty much what I've got too. I've been trying to figure out where all the gods stand.

[usogi]

Me too.

[and senri will be thoughtful as he chews and doesn't actually look up at ray when he asks the next question, instead picking at a chocolate flake]

How much do you actually trust me?

Because if it's not enough to name names then I don't know how productive we can actually be in trying to figure out what to do.

[selfimmolates]

... That's a surprisingly smart question, coming from you.

[...]

You don't seem cutthroat enough for this competition, honestly. That said, you've got "being fake for a living" on your statue.

[usogi]

I'm an actor, an actor! I have to get into my roles if I want to pay my really, reeeaaaally expensive bills!

[he was like serious for two seconds but this is an attack on his character that he can't stand]

[selfimmolates]

Dunno if you're helping your case here.

[usogi]

My point is that it's just a job!

[PLEASE SAVE HIM FROM HIMSELF

but more seriously, he shakes his head]

But even if you don't believe that - I can promise that I'd never do anything to hurt anyone. That's not what I thought this would be about.

[selfimmolates]

Even if it means not having your wish granted?

[usogi]

... I'm going to try to do that no matter what. You wouldn't even believe me if I said otherwise, because that's why we're all here.

[ . . . he pauses for a second, like he's thinking of how much he wants to say. then he admits - ]

But unlike some people, I have a chance to be able to do it back home. So even a hint or a consolation prize from a god... That'd be more than I started with.

I want the whole thing - but it'd be hard to accept knowing I hurt people to get there.

[1/2]

[selfimmolates]

...

[for a long while, he watches senri, his expression contemplative.]

[selfimmolates]

[........ and then he just



kind of sprawls onto the table, sighing.]

Why are all orange-haired people the same...

[usogi]

[what does that even mean]

Eat your cake, brat.

You know technically it should be harder for me to trust you than the other way around?

[selfimmolates]

[he lifts his head.]

And I don't expect people to trust me. I went into this knowing I'd probably be on my own.