Fifteenth Flame : video; { brother from another mother... ?

[keepsthefire]

[Rin is in the Golden Victory kitchen, though for once his apron is off. His hair is slightly damp, and he's dressed in something a little odd (the one in the center) compared to his usual work uniform. No, there's no costumes this month, but he has a legitimate reason for being in something that looks more like proper host attire.

He also doesn't look too happy, either.]

So I got to start my day off with a damn blender explodin' all over me. But y'know... that ain't what's got me so irritated.

I'm hearin' some odd grumblin' around the club today. What's this crap 'bout "another Okumura"? And why the hell is everyone tellin' this guy shit about me?!

[He'll just wait (im)patiently for your answers, Vatheon.]

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[keepsthefire]

[Rin scowls after him, but it only lasts a second, mind flashing back to what happened to Kohaku and Shing, and all the shit Alister has been through. Even Roxas... Vanitas was still around, and truce or not, something could still happen again...]

W... wait!

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[darkasnight]

Hm? [He stops and looks back at him.] What is it?

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[keepsthefire]

... the only demons here are the one you know 'bout, but... there's other people. Some of 'em maybe even more dangerous than demons...

You're right. I don't wanna think about it, 'cause I like not havin' to focus on trainin', but the truth is it ain't all sunshine and rainbows here, and I'm a fuckin' magnet for trouble...

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[darkasnight]

[He watches Rin as he talks, quietly listening. Inwardly, he's pleased to see the kid's head wasn't completely shoved in the sand as he feared he was.

This kid had a lot of potential and Night wanted to help him achieve that.] That's the price we pay for being different, kid. Trouble nips at our ankles wherever we go. [A smirk.] But this is good to hear.

What time do you get off work tomorrow?

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[keepsthefire]

[He doesn't show it outwardly much, but inwardly he's relieved Night didn't totally write him off. He knew when he was being an ass, just as much as he knew this was one time he needed to swallow his damn pride.

He couldn't let his friends die in front of him again.]

Seven.