[Yeah, no, he's not gonna attempt that after hearing it only once. He might know English, French, and a smattering of basic phrases in other languages, but what does that new word even mean.]
It has its useless, for all that it's only ever worked one way.
[In other words: don't expect him to do any actual magic in the way you know of it, Bedivere. No Longer Human might be useful, but it was an instrument with a single note.
Apart from being a walking off switch, it was the trickery and misdirection parts Dazai excelled at. Now, if Bedivere's sense of honor was within the range of Atsushi's or Kunikida's, Dazai idly wondered how his new companion for the foreseeable future would react if he found out just what kind of person he was tied to.]
I know just the place.
[Not back to the dorms. If Bedivere expected unwelcome company, Dazai would rather spare his futon the trouble.
No, they'd end up in yet another abandoned building in the middle of a forest, its main doors and hallways riddled with bullet holes. The bloodstains from Odasaku's final encounter with Mimic were still there if one looked at the floors long enough, and the brilliant sunset flooding the second floor's halls was rather bittersweet.]
Only two other people know of this place, and neither of them should know I'm here at the moment.
[As far as he knew, anyway. As Dazai might find out at some point, he was at a disadvantage when it came to magical surveillance.
Nothing much had changed in the building itself, other than the lone crate placed at a particular spot in the massive dining hall. There, Dazai sat and crossed his legs, resting his chin atop his laced fingers as he finally let himself openly look at Bedivere. The dim light at their previous location didn't do him justice.]
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Date: 2020-09-09 04:47 pm (UTC)It has its useless, for all that it's only ever worked one way.
[In other words: don't expect him to do any actual magic in the way you know of it, Bedivere. No Longer Human might be useful, but it was an instrument with a single note.
Apart from being a walking off switch, it was the trickery and misdirection parts Dazai excelled at. Now, if Bedivere's sense of honor was within the range of Atsushi's or Kunikida's, Dazai idly wondered how his new companion for the foreseeable future would react if he found out just what kind of person he was tied to.]
I know just the place.
[Not back to the dorms. If Bedivere expected unwelcome company, Dazai would rather spare his futon the trouble.
No, they'd end up in yet another abandoned building in the middle of a forest, its main doors and hallways riddled with bullet holes. The bloodstains from Odasaku's final encounter with Mimic were still there if one looked at the floors long enough, and the brilliant sunset flooding the second floor's halls was rather bittersweet.]
Only two other people know of this place, and neither of them should know I'm here at the moment.
[As far as he knew, anyway. As Dazai might find out at some point, he was at a disadvantage when it came to magical surveillance.
Nothing much had changed in the building itself, other than the lone crate placed at a particular spot in the massive dining hall. There, Dazai sat and crossed his legs, resting his chin atop his laced fingers as he finally let himself openly look at Bedivere. The dim light at their previous location didn't do him justice.]
You mentioned a war?