Yes, death. [ He leans forward and rests his elbows arms on his knees. ] Since before I was born, my homeland was threatened by an onslaught of beasts. There was never a safe moment within those walls we called home.
It's not strange... it's just... More formal? I guess.
Yeah, that's where I'm goin' with this. You got a little bit of stiffness in ya. Kinda like you need someone to do one of those chiropractor alignments on your back and then you'll wake up, talkin' like me, or something.
[Ryuji smiles softly. He knows that Eren probably... has been through something and needs a friend to talk to, so he'll happily fill that role. Lighten the mood, keep it simple. It's what he's good for.]
I'm not letting anyone near my back. One wrong crack and I could die. [ He says this like it's the most rational conclusion to come to. Chiropractors can burn in Hell, basically. ] To me, talking like this is just natural. It'll come to you, I'm sure.
[ He leans back, groaning under his breath like a codgy old man. ]
What... that's not what I meant at all, dude. A crack? [He grimaces at Eren for a moment, before---] Unless you're talkin' about your ass, I guess. That definitely has a crack in it.
[God, you're gross, Ryuji.]
... You're not that much older than me, dude. The hobo look only goes so far to hide that.
[ Eren swivels his head around just enough to stare at his behind for a moment. He wouldn't be so sure about that crack. There's not enough ass there to make one. Anyway - ]
You must be - what, fifteen? Going on sixteen? [ He lowers his eye. ] It's about that time I started getting the same look in my eyes that you do now.
[It's a weird realization to come to pass that his birthday's probably already happened since joining COST. If he counts in his head, it's been just the right amount of time for him to have completely missed it.]
It might not be obvious since you're fresh out of the shower, but you've become rather exhausted. [ With two of his fingers, he touches the area under his eye. ] And it's most apparent around your eyes.
[ He brings his hand off his face and stares at it for a good few seconds before sighing. ]
Not that it matters much, but I'm two years your elder. [ He tilts his head. Most would say the difference between a teenager and an adult is rather significant. He doesn't know a way to say that to Ryuji that doesn't come off as dickish. ] What do you think of that?
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hm no wonder why your k/d ratio was off... since this is killing me rn
[Wait... what? He has? Ryuji had no idea that it was apparent. Sure, he knew that Mordred's strain on his energies was a typical, everyday sort of presence, but he also hadn't noticed anything about himself looking more tired, more embittered against the role he was serving in COST.
He tries to play it off. People shouldn't worry about him. He can handle himself until his body gives out. That's how Ryuji's always dealt with this.]
Hm? Nah, it's just this place. Don't worry about it. Spiders kinda give me the creeps.
[It's probably somewhat transparent. Ryuji doesn't know what Eren's aiming for here, but there's an air of worry in there that he can't really decipher. Blind to that concept alone, he probably doesn't know that the implication is that... day by day, Ryuji is slowly becoming more hardened, more like Eren and less like the boy he was when he landed in France.
His emotions seem more in tune, too. 6 months ago, he'd probably go off on Eren, telling him that he was being a dick by implying the nature of their differences. By all accounts, Eren was an adult whereas Ryuji was still somewhere in the middle, but getting there steadily as each campaign drove on. World War I didn't really help with that either.]
Hm? Yeah, I mean... hatachi is the rite of passage in my home world anyway. When you turn 20, you're considered a full fledged adult. [He uses the towel around his neck to dry his hair a little more.] I don't think anything of it? It's just the way it is, dude.
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Death?
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Yes, death. [ He leans forward and rests his elbows arms on his knees. ] Since before I was born, my homeland was threatened by an onslaught of beasts. There was never a safe moment within those walls we called home.
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[Fuckin' rude.]
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Let's go with that. [ He rubs his chin with his thumb and goes into that :thinking: pose. ] Do I really speak so strangely?
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It's not strange... it's just... More formal? I guess.
Yeah, that's where I'm goin' with this. You got a little bit of stiffness in ya. Kinda like you need someone to do one of those chiropractor alignments on your back and then you'll wake up, talkin' like me, or something.
[Ryuji smiles softly. He knows that Eren probably... has been through something and needs a friend to talk to, so he'll happily fill that role. Lighten the mood, keep it simple. It's what he's good for.]
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I'm not letting anyone near my back. One wrong crack and I could die. [ He says this like it's the most rational conclusion to come to. Chiropractors can burn in Hell, basically. ] To me, talking like this is just natural. It'll come to you, I'm sure.
[ He leans back, groaning under his breath like a codgy old man. ]
When you're older.
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Pay no mind to the man behind the curtain, IVAN.]
What... that's not what I meant at all, dude. A crack? [He grimaces at Eren for a moment, before---] Unless you're talkin' about your ass, I guess. That definitely has a crack in it.
[God, you're gross, Ryuji.]
... You're not that much older than me, dude. The hobo look only goes so far to hide that.
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You must be - what, fifteen? Going on sixteen? [ He lowers his eye. ] It's about that time I started getting the same look in my eyes that you do now.
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Look in your eyes?
[What does that even mean, man?]
I'm 18, by the way.
I wrote this as we were doing competitive
[ He brings his hand off his face and stares at it for a good few seconds before sighing. ]
Not that it matters much, but I'm two years your elder. [ He tilts his head. Most would say the difference between a teenager and an adult is rather significant. He doesn't know a way to say that to Ryuji that doesn't come off as dickish. ] What do you think of that?
hm no wonder why your k/d ratio was off... since this is killing me rn
He tries to play it off. People shouldn't worry about him. He can handle himself until his body gives out. That's how Ryuji's always dealt with this.]
Hm? Nah, it's just this place. Don't worry about it. Spiders kinda give me the creeps.
[It's probably somewhat transparent. Ryuji doesn't know what Eren's aiming for here, but there's an air of worry in there that he can't really decipher. Blind to that concept alone, he probably doesn't know that the implication is that... day by day, Ryuji is slowly becoming more hardened, more like Eren and less like the boy he was when he landed in France.
His emotions seem more in tune, too. 6 months ago, he'd probably go off on Eren, telling him that he was being a dick by implying the nature of their differences. By all accounts, Eren was an adult whereas Ryuji was still somewhere in the middle, but getting there steadily as each campaign drove on. World War I didn't really help with that either.]
Hm? Yeah, I mean... hatachi is the rite of passage in my home world anyway. When you turn 20, you're considered a full fledged adult. [He uses the towel around his neck to dry his hair a little more.] I don't think anything of it? It's just the way it is, dude.