[ senri & ray are not okay ]

[usogi]

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[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.

[usogi]

Ah, you really are an emo.

[this is not a gag tag]

[selfimmolates]

[i hate this]

Call it whatever you want. You're still the idiot.

[usogi]

My grades in school are pretty bad.

[please don't admit that so easily]

But I can at least talk to people without getting sparkled all over.

And in the game of information, you can only do so much of it running around by yourself when other people have different specialties. So I don't think that - at least this early in the game - you can do all the legwork yourself and expect it to go great.

It's faster to share, and as you know, I talk a lot. So at the end of the day, why not put together what we both know for more information and you make sure I don't mess anything up by using your brain to make sure we can save the most amount of people?

[he has a deck of cards in his back pocket so he could quite literally show his entire hand for dramatic effect but he refrains]

[selfimmolates]

[the sad thing is that ray would not be in a position to judge for being a dramatic bitch

anyway, he just stares at senri with an air of utter exasperation, before he sighs. again. why is this life.]

... You're really lucky my patron god made talking to people my task.

[but why did it have to be! this loser!]

[usogi]

[nice.

senri seems totally fine with that? he more or less got what he wanted in the end.]

Any idea if there's a reward attached to it?

[selfimmolates]

Yeah, but they didn't specify. Ante gets upped if I fail, though.

[usogi]

Whoa, harsh.

How many people do you have to talk to?

[selfimmolates]

At least two.

[usogi]

Oh, that's not bad.

[back to eating cake!]

Maybe between all three of us we can talk to all the gods.

[selfimmolates]

[ray has not eaten a single bite of cake yet]

It's a little more complicated than that, but—"all three of us"?