boothill / allstarz

[refractures]

this man gets censored like the david statue in dubai

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[refractures]

[ There's only a quite and weak laugh followed by some silence. ]

... We don't have many variants in the place I come from. You're either a human or other animals. I...

[ ... ]

I looked the same for a long time. That's bound to catch attention, isn't it? My appearance is also unique, making me easily identifiable.

[shirtbag]

You don't have other people who know ya? People who're bound to catch on?

[refractures]

People either believe that I'm dead or they need me in some way.

[ Seo sighs and outstretches his arm in a half-shrug. ]

I may look like an airhead, but I was an advisor at some point, you know?

[shirtbag]

Advisor for what, exactly?

[refractures]

What the research institute used to be before it turned into a cult...

[ He sighs sooooo deeply. Man. ]

[shirtbag]

Was that institute meant to help ya finally end it all?

[refractures]

Hm... I figured that if they researched a fragment of mine, it could yield results for me specifically as a byproduct. Haha... I don't like mentioning that part.

[shirtbag]

Y'all hurt any innocent people, 'side from the cult bit?

[refractures]

No... well, not while I was around. It got worse after I "died" in the airplane.

[shirtbag]

Mm, that's what I thought. I ain't gonna blame ya for findin' ways out of your situation. I don't think that's why ya raised him.

[refractures]

Emotions... are pretty complicated.

[ Ha. He laughs a little. ]

[shirtbag]

Yeah, I'll bet.

How're you feelin' now? Like one more drink?

[refractures]

Mm.

[ He looks over at Boothill and he feels like he's about to ask for something unprecedented (to himself). ]

When I get knocked out, can you take me to my capsule thing?

[shirtbag]

Hope that means you're gonna black out from the drink and not somethin' else.

[ his expression softens. ]

Sure can, if ya let me know which one is yours.

[refractures]

[ Seo lets Boothill know the general location of his capsule thing so he's free to shove him in there when the time comes.

And yeah, he's definitely knocking out from the drink. He didn't seem drunk, but damn. His brain can't hold up being conscious.

...

So after a big swig of the last drink, he promptly conks the fuck out. ]

[shirtbag]

[ HE IS NOT SHOVING HIM!! boothill lets him drink however much he wants in silence. once seodore is splayed on the bar, boothill sets their glasses into the sink and walks around the counter.

then he gathers up seo carefully in his arms, his head resting on boothill's shoulder, and walks them out. ]