lazybox | izunia lucis callout

[...Okay that? Is so ridiculous it almost swings back around to funny.]

Why would anyone - no. I am absolutely certain I don't want to know.

[Buy him an Ardyn plush though Junpei.]

Oh, yeah, you do not want to know what fandom is like these days, old man. People don't change, they just get way more public.

I can only imagine.

...And I say that as the identical twin of one of the most popular men in Solheim, so I leave you to figure out the kinds of propositions I got.

Lalala, I don't need to know, I don't need to think about it, I was already sharing an adjoining bathroom with him and Church, thanks.

[He's covering one of his ears. He's real mature.]

We understand each other perfectly, then.

[BEST NEPHEW.]

[He's Izunia's ONLY nephew.]

I'm pretty sure they didn't do it until after we burned the place to the ground, at least, but still. God. I know way more than I want to, about both of them.

[Look you never know where you adopt one there might be more.]

...That's more restraint than he typically possesses. Are you sure he's well?

Well, he still thought he was a container for all the world's shadowplague for most of the time till then, so. Don't worry, they're making up for it.

Good to know some things don't change...

God, I still can't believe Kip baked them a 'Congrats on the Sex' cake. They don't need encouraging, you useless green alien.

[Oh no he's just. Groaning and laughing and putting his face in his hands. This is how the King ends, not with a bang but with a giggle.]

[Junpei takes note of this, amused, and when it sounds like Izunia's calmed down a little, he adds:]

They make each other laugh, too. It's not all eye sex and innuendo. Not all the time, anyway.

[Tenmyouji Junpei loves his awful asshole family.]

[His awful asshole family sounds absolutely perfect to his awful asshole uncle, honestly.]

...I'm glad.

I can tell.

[He looks off at the scenery again.]

Anyway, we're still, uh, partially on the run from the bastards who kidnapped us, and partially hunting them down for murderous vengeance. Ehh, about fifty-fifty each way.

[Not much to see, really, big rocky volcanic mountainside. The distantly rising sun does cool things to the sky though.]

I'd offer a prayer for your success, but the gods and I aren't on speaking terms lately. You'll have to settle for me mundane hopes.

[No see that's pretty cool. He's been in space and then on a planet of grassy plains for a while. Topography. Nice.]

Like I said, Earth affords me the luxury of not believing in gods, so your hopes are fine. I won't even try to haggle you up to well wishes and cheers.

Don't be silly, those are free.

[Just pay shipping and handling.

Also did you want a chair because Izunia is deploying folding chairs.]

Fucking hell, I'd almost take gods for this extreme level of video game convenience.

[Just plunks happily in that chair and makes himself comfortable.]

Not really, but damn, man, if I could take my shit everywhere? I'd never have to build a bomb out of dry ice and a PVC bottle again. I'd have infinite lockpicks. Ice cream cake whenever I want. A bazooka.

I think I have a cake in here somewhere.

[He goes a little cross eyed, trying to concentrate, then frowns.]

Hmm, no, only a large tart, a couple eclairs, and some biscuits. I know I have lock picks, though.

[No comment on the bazooka.]

[Junpei lifts his eyebrows mildly.]

Your picks aren't gonna help me here. Do you see any doors?

[He waves at the wilderness.]

And it's probably not like I can take them with me. I'm not equipped with my own personal metaphysical hammerspace, you know.

...Slacking as usual, brother mine.

[Hey in the meanwhile here's one of those little tv tray table things with his cider from earlier, a couple chocolate covered biscuits on a plate, and some paper napkins.

He is prepared for ANYTHING.]

Oh, hel-lo!

[College appetite, activate. He's more than happy to get munching on these biscuits ASAP.]

Mmfh, thanks. 'S not Dad's fault, though, these things got something blocking most of his powers. [Up goes the arm with the PIP again before he lets it fall.] Can't tell if it works on mine or not, but I was never any good at that shit anyway.

[Yeah he knows what you twenty somethings are like he raised two of them.

Anyway that's shit luck, Junpei.]

I should have realized. Of course, if he had his full Armiger, there wouldn't be anything left of your enemies to hunt you down.

[He sounds SO FOND considering that they're talking about murder here.]

No kidding. Probably wouldn't be much left of us, either, though, since Church would've gotten a projectile weapon out of him some way or another and we'd all be fuck chili.

[...Izunia makes a face that says he's only understanding what the fuck 'fuck chili' is from context.]

Do try not to take yourselves down with your enemies.

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