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Mm, we don't. That's something to ask the resurrected later, I suppose.

[but higekiri will just move to make them both drinks - one has more alcohol than the other but shiraishi's probably still has two shots in it because he doesn't know what it means to have not that much booze]

But I think I was asking more on a personal level, than a big picture one.

Add it to the ever growing list. But for the moment I guess we assume there's still a demon running around out there.

[ he's staring at the drink making process a little warily. but okay higekiri? okay. ]

What's there to say on a personal level? The dead are dead, and the living aren't. We keep going, and they just end.

A demon... possibly more. Um... who was it - some people mentioned that there may be others... Myself and others received the warning that demons and - another type of creature here - if you cut one down then more will arrive to take its place. A hydra.

[it's fine!! he also adds some juices and syrups - he's mostly going for color, i'll be very honest, but hilariously all his drinks turn out delicious because he's just trying to make them pretty.

he slides one gorgeously blue drink to shiraishi]

That's a very detached way of looking at things... You don't feel any pain in your chest?

Like greek mythology? [ ... ] That's counter-productive. You're saying that every time we perform an exorcism, more just take its place.

But we're being forced to find and take them out weekly. [ he rubs a hand over his forehead and exhales, sharp and a little annoyed. ]

...

I don't know how to look it differently. Maybe, eventually-- but not now. [ he's not answering the second part. pain in his chest? hm. ]

Mm - I agree.... though there might be more mythos to it as well. Three others disappeared on Wednesday and received some message about someone being left behind at ruins... being left to an unknown 'them'.

[and higekiri will just neatly sip at his own drink as he listens to shiraishi]

Is this how you've always reacted to matters of life and death?

[if higekiri notices the dodge of his second question - he doesn't say anything about it]

Like a sacrifice? [ he's thinking about it. ] Like the ones you could see from the ship during this week? That's probably significant, when you think about it like that.

[ he taps a finger at the rim of his own drink. ]

Yes. [ matter of fact. ] My life will end when someone says it ends. That's just fact.

Mm, I thought so too. [and higekiri will just move to sit himself on the counter of the bar, one leg neatly crossing over another. apparently sitting by shiraishi on the bar stool isn't enough for him] They witnessed many things... I'll have to ask for more details soon. We shall see what new rooms will open.

[but hige just continues to sip at his drink, watching shiraishi as he says that]

'Someone' other than yourself? You wouldn't fight it?

[ ... hello there. ]

More to explore, more to uncover. And inevitably, more locked doors for us to pry open.

[ he tilts his head. ]

Perhaps you'll understand this better than others -- there is someone out there I can't ignore, and can't go against. [ and then he takes a sip of his drink, nose wrinkling very slightly at the two shots in there. ]

[it's fine, higekiri at least doesn't make any immediate move to touch him again - but it's hard to say if the reason why he watches shiraishi is out of lust or his own curiosity]

Mm... It is worth trying unconventional methods to get the doors open, should you ever attempt. I knocked to gain entrance to the first, and the second opened with a song.

[which was,, fine,,,

as for the explanation, higekiri raises his brows]

Oh? Even you possess a master? I'd thought you someone rather free-spirited... Does serving them bring you happiness?

[ being this close makes him remember that. y'know. they sure are here. aphro'd. he sets his drink down and shifts his hand along the counter to brush the backs of his fingers against higekiri's thigh -- almost absently. ]

I'll try engaging one in a debate next, and see if that works.

[ ... ]

It's just a fact of life. Happiness isn't relevant to it.

[they sure are aphro'd, and higekiri will just move to idly press back against the touch, tilting his head. he lets the comment about the debate pass, because that sounds like a totally valid idea to him

but]

Oh...? Do you also live for your mission and nothing else, then?

[ his hand is just absently stroking his thigh now. definitely without much thought, as he's got his eyes closed. ]

... if you'd asked me that a month ago, maybe I would have said yes.

[oho

that sounds like a story - and higekiri leans in, curious and conspiratorial, as if they're going to share a secret]

Eh? Why the change? Did something important happen?

[ he doesn't move when hige leans in so i really hope they're like forehead to forehead right now that's a hilarious image. ]

Someone gave me a talking to. I suppose it stuck, for a change.

[yeah they probably are - they're sharing a secret!!]

Oh my? You were scolded and listened?

[ how intimate. ]

I was scolded and sort of listened!

[it's fine,, higekiri actually manages a laugh at that]

And what else do you live for now?

[ after a moment, he takes another sip of his drink. ]

That's a very open ended question. What do you live for?

[higekiri leans back a little - only because he seems to be seriously thinking about the question and he can't do that if he's fixating too much on shiraishi's mouth]

... hm...

I don't really know. I think some days I'm happy just to exist.

[ shiraishi licks a drop of alcohol off his lip because i'm out to get you dana. ]

Mm, well. That's probably considered a blessing. Enjoy it.

[why are you doing this to me becks

given the fact that higekiri watches - and then darts in to similarly lick at the corner of shiraishi's mouth because he's helping]

You didn't answer my question.

[ oh, there we go. ]

What question?

[ haha ha

he's pushing a lock of hair behind hige's ear. distract, distract, distract. ]

[sure, distract distract distract - higekiri leans into the touch

but his eyes are still clear]

What do you live for, aside from your mission? A person? An idea? A hope?

[ he runs the pad of his fingers across the shell of hige's ear, and leans in with a smile. ]

Living, until everything ends.

[ he leans back, still brushing hands through hige's hair. ]

You're very fixated on this.

I think you're interesting.

[and he'll move then, placing his drink so the side so that he can slide into shiraishi's lap - careful to make the landing smooth. even if he's injured, he's still unfortunately graceful]

Our eyes are drawn to what we want, and what we want to know, aren't they?