[ yo bradley what's up. it's a nice peaceful evening out by the bonfire, and ichiro's settled on one of the logs, making a massive s'more. like, triple stacked. ]
Yo, man. [ giving him a sup nod. ] 's a nice night. Coming to hang out?
No. Well, they exist, but - Chuuoku confiscated 'em all. A couple years ago. No men are allowed to have guns of any kind anymore, especially not big ones like this.
[ he shrugs. ] Kinda wild to see you just having it.
Basically, the government. There was a coup after a world war a few years back, and the women of the Party of Words took everything over and created the division system. The current Prime Minister believes that all conflict should be fought with a different kind of weapon, and has us all fighting for territory outside of their walls in the center of Tokyo -- Chuuoku. The rest of us scrap like dogs for what we can hold onto in our own divisions.
[ ichiro doesn't seem to love talking about this, really - he's frowning, looking into the fire where he's roasting a marshmallow, sort of far away. ] They put out a different kind of weapon for men to fight each other with and confiscated all the guns.
[His gaze stays on Ichiro the entire time he speaks. Sure, there's some stuff he doesn't get here, but... no reason to keep pressing him when they're just out here to enjoy the weather and the food.
So he'll help by changing the subject.]
Wouldn't know anythin' like that. North Country doesn't have any real government. Loose structure back home.
ichiro is in the library this fine day! he is sitting in one of the chairs, sort of haphazardly sprawled all over the place, holding a book up above his head.
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week 0 monday!
Yo, man. [ giving him a sup nod. ] 's a nice night. Coming to hang out?
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Yeah, it is. Could use some snow on the ground... otherwise? No complaints.
[And he'll start stacking a s'more together.]
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...Whoa. Is that real?
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Sure is. I've had this guy for centuries. Good craftsmanship really holds up.
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[ he doesn't reach out for it or anything, but just kind of inspects, looking from side to side. ]
... I haven't seen one of these in ages.
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It's not exactly an antique, but it definitely gives off the "this was somebody's hard work" instead of a mass production.]
Don't got these where you're from?
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[ he shrugs. ] Kinda wild to see you just having it.
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[He puts it back where it was.]
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[ ichiro doesn't seem to love talking about this, really - he's frowning, looking into the fire where he's roasting a marshmallow, sort of far away. ] They put out a different kind of weapon for men to fight each other with and confiscated all the guns.
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So he'll help by changing the subject.]
Wouldn't know anythin' like that. North Country doesn't have any real government. Loose structure back home.
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[ he does seem glad for the subject change, yeah. thanks man. ]
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Don't see a whole lotta other people up there, but it's home to me.
[He sounds very fond, despite what he's saying.]
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Yeah. And home's the most important, right? No matter what it looks like to someone else. Can't beat that feeling.
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[ home sweet home. he loves his division more than anything, so, yeah. ] So, cold and frozen, huh? No wonder you want it to snow.
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week 1 tuesday c:
ichiro is in the library this fine day! he is sitting in one of the chairs, sort of haphazardly sprawled all over the place, holding a book up above his head.
... is that sniffling? ]
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He approaches very cautiously.]
Ya didn't get sick, did ya?
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I'm - what? No, I'm fine. [ he puts his thumb in the book carefully and turns it so bradley can see it. ] Just... the book's really good.
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Alright, what's this book then?]
What's it?
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It's a light novel. Really good - kinda historical fiction.
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