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Yosuke Otoha ([personal profile] bakegarasu) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2021-01-10 07:05 pm

sail through an empty night; [open]

Who: Otoha and whoever risks coming across him.
Where: Quiet Car
When: Jelly 5
What: Otoha and Koumyou had A Discussion and now he’s struggling with repressed feelings.
Warnings: Talk of death, blood, murder, patricide/fratricide. Also just be warned that if your character is an asshole to him there’s like a 70+% chance Otoha will retaliate physically.


Yosuke Otoha considered himself to be a resilient person. He’d gone through so much - he’d even been inches from death twice in the past week and a half, closer than he’d ever been - and survived years of training and battles and never once felt fear or pain.

But nothing really had prepared him for Reiji’s death, nor the faint guilt that if becoming a Karas hadn’t stripped his memories then he could have been there sooner - but then he’d be dead and so would Reiji.

His conversation with Koumyou had only made those feelings worse, and a faint fear of what Reiji would be facing if reincarnation really was real. As kind as he was, he had still joined the yakuza, after all.

When he wakes up on Jelly 5 he heads straight to a quiet car, which isn’t unusual. He’s not a morning person and he doesn’t want to be disturbed by other people doing their morning routines. But when he closes and locks the booth’s door and lies down, he doesn’t sleep.

Instead he starts crying, silently at first before breaking into sobs. He feels weak, but at least he can’t be heard.

... Except the door is see-through, and if someone walks past at the right angle he’s pretty clearly visible.
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[personal profile] fivemilesdeep 2021-01-14 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
Every time Otoha speaks, it adds another dimension to the tragedy. It's awful - it's awful - but it makes a horrible kind of sense. He can't feel pain, his only family said he couldn't feel fear, he thinks he's not a person because nobody treated him like one, and he'd lost the only person who'd cared about him. When would he ever have had the opportunity for something as simple and normal and nice as a hug?

Ryo holds him a little more tightly as he trembles. "And now someone has," he says, as firmly as he can manage, though he can't quite keep the tremor out of his voice. "And if you want another one, tell me, and you can have another one. Whenever you need it."
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[personal profile] fivemilesdeep 2021-01-14 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
The laugh is a relief - human emotions are human emotions, and it's good to see Otoha allowing himself to have them, like he damn well should. "After five days?" He's teasing a little bit, playing along, and gods know it's making him feel better too.

He stills completely as Otoha ruffles his hair-

"You're a good kid, no matter what anyone else says. Don't forget that, okay?"

-and a wave of homesickness crashes over him. He winces and swallows it back - this is not the time - and then steps back as Otoha lets him go. "Anytime. I mean it." And if he looks a little misty-eyed...well. Today has been a lot, hasn't it.

He takes a seat on the bench again - next to Otoha this time, as they're already well past that arms-length barrier. "There are open plots in the greenhouse. I was planning on asking for one after we come back from the mission - you can use part of mine if you want, or you could probably get your own too. And...flowers? Maybe a tree? Persephone might have some ideas, if you want to ask her." Most of Ryo's gardening has been strictly utilitarian, and a goddess of spring is probably the best resource around when it comes to growing things.
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[personal profile] fivemilesdeep 2021-01-16 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
He listens, head tilted a bit - something happened, though he's not sure what - but when Otoha gets to the explanation-

He leans forward and laughs, quiet and fond. After everything he's been told today, that explanation is a welcome relief and a bit of a pressure release. "Well I guess that one's ours, then," he says with a smile. "Show me where it is - we can put a sign on it or something."