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[nerine]

"Hey, it's Monts. Just leave me a message or a text and I'll get back to you ASAP."

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[nerine]

Okay, okay, that's enough.

[Monts gives Mikey a light tug on the back of his collar, away from the twitching oni laying on the ground.]

I can excuse beating the crap out of someone, but draw the line of kicking them while they're down.

[what monts... Thankfully a lot of the bread is already wrapped in plastic packaging, but the cakes are a no-go.]

We'll just salvage these. I think I can make a sweet toast out of the sliced bread if that interests you.

[and part of her is grateful that he's too engrossed in what he's doing to notice anything]

[invinciblemikey]

He's lucky I didn't break anything. You're hurt, Monts. I'm not happy about that.

(maybe it's projection. mikey doesn't have a lot of girls in his life, even here, but monts-- she's cute, excited, and fun, it's hard not to think about emma when he looks at her, considering how much he misses his little sister.

no one's said he's sane.)

Fine, fine. I'll drop it, for now.

[nerine]

I'm—...

["I'm not hurt."

So automatic, so much easier to say and push aside anything that's happened to her person. Because where else is the proof besides what was seen with the eyes and the blood spilled?

But she stops, lets out a soft sigh, and smiles at Mikey. Marianna lets go of his collar and kneels down to sweep the packaged bread back into the box.]

I'll get better.

[Box under her arm, she takes out a slightly squished, but still cute red bean taiyaki to hand tp the small delinquent.]

Thanks. I do owe you one for that at least.

[invinciblemikey]

You don't, you do enough.

(like, you know, buy him sweets and give him exposition about things he wouldn't know otherwise. he takes the offering, trashing the package and keeping it in between his teeth as he speaks.

he'll eat it like a hands-free hamster, or so help him god.)

You're just like Takemitchy's girlfriend. You have to be careful who you flip the fuck off, Monts.

[nerine]

[Takemitchy... Oh, she remembers the name from her post on the network. She'll file that away for later.]

I really should, shouldn't I? I'm usually not that reckless...

[... Usually.]

But I'll be more equipped next time I feel like being saucy. Sounds like you've been acquainted with some tough girls before.

[invinciblemikey]

I don't know many girls, to be honest, but the ones I do know are tough as nails. I have a younger sister, there's Takemitchy's girlfriend, one of our member's sister, and a childhood friend of mine. That's the entire list.

(and, well, mitsuya's sisters, but they're babies. there are also the ladies in the brothel draken lives - he'd spend hours and hours playing cards with them when he paid his visits.

but, close to him like that? only the four.)

My sister says I'm not good with girls.

[nerine]

[She laughs at that last statement, shaking her head.]

Is anyone any good with girls?

[She loves them, treating them in a starkly different manner compared to guys.]

But I'm glad you're fine with me. I think I've always had a mixed friend group growing up. And as for my family, I lived with my grandparents. My dad and older brother were probably doing just fine minding their own business.