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[hostclubshadowking]

[Action:

For Tamaki:

It says a lot, probably, that it's just about half an hour after dawn when Kyouya appears on deck. He hasn't been sleeping, and it shows. Then again, he's been keeping to himself since their argument, nursing his wounds and trying to figure out how to bridge the silence.

But he knows none of the others are likely to be awake yet. Only Tamaki.

Who, thankfully, is up. And looking out to sea.

So, Kyouya walks over to him, silent as he leans against the rail. There's a lot to say, a lot to do, but he knows most of it won't come. So, instead, he puts his hand beside Tamaki's. Pinkie to pinkie, side to side. The faintest of touches. He won't do more. He'll leave that to Tamaki. Either to walk away or to take his hand.

His voice is very low, almost exhausted, as he offers:]

My mother and father never fought. At least, we never saw them fight. My father's word was law.

So... I don't know what I'm suppposed to do now.

[He knows he should apologize. But... he's as stubborn as Tamaki here. Neither of them think they're wrong. Why should they pretend they do?

He's just tired of this silence. Of this isolation.


General:

After his talk with Tamaki, Kyouya goes below and uses a small blade to afix something to the door of Haruhi's bunk.

It's a drawing, left for her and easily seen by others.

For the rest of the day, he can actually be found around the ship, up on deck, rather than hidden away in his cabin, only appearing for meals.]


[Written:

Around sunset, Kyouya is on deck with his journal. He opens the book and writes in it.]

141 days.

Almost five months.

At least the witch is dead. Just in time, too, for the next wave of newcomers, which I'm sure will happen soon. Like clockwork, almost.

Hopefully we'll hear from Dog. She missed her usual day, but sometimes she does.

-Otori

Comments

[Action]

[breaks_pots]

[Link managed to get his arms up on the railing and hang himself from it by them. He was only three feet tall, so while his legs were able to dangle, it was just an inch or three off the surface of the deck itself.]

How does that make you different?

[Action]

[hostclubshadowking]

Money and power.

We are raised to use, maintain, and gain more of both. The businesses our families own will become ours when we're old enough and killed enough.

[Action] going to assume that's meant to be 'skilled'

[breaks_pots]

[He didn't really understand that, but Kyouya had already mentioned the 'business' thing twice, like it was supposed to be important. So he didn't think asking again would help and might get him in trouble.]

We have a store in the forest. The Business Scrubs are the only other people in the Lost Woods that sell things.

[Action] ......why yes, it is.

[hostclubshadowking]

Business Scrubs, huh?

[Lost Woods... so. Travelling merchants, then? Probably. Somehting like that, at least.]

Sounds very different than my world.

[Action] Killed would have changed his response quite a bit

[breaks_pots]

[He nodded. Just a single, firm nod, before blurting out.]

Do you spit nuts at people to get their attention?

[Action] Just a bit, yeah.

[hostclubshadowking]

Do we...

[Kyouya can't help but just stare.]

What?

[Action]

[breaks_pots]

That's how the Business Scrubs get your attention. They spit nuts at you to scare you away if you aren't a Deku Scrub, but they'll sell you stuff if you manage to hit them with something. I usually deflect their nuts back at them with my shield. Then they'll sell me useful stuff like hearts or Deku Seeds.

[drive-by Action]

[to_theleft]

[Hikaru, being a nosy guy, had been listening in as much as he could from across the deck. Seemed like a pretty tame, normal conversation to have with Kyouya--and then.]

Spit nuts?! [He cracks up laughing, loud enough to distract others nearby. If Kaoru happens to be around, it'll just get worse.] Why would anyone spit nuts?!

[drive-by Action]

[breaks_pots]

[Link turned his head to stare at Hikaru, confused by what was so funny.]

Because Deku Scrubs don't like most people that aren't other Deku Scrubs.

[drive-by Action]

[to_theleft]

[He's too busy laughing hysterically to respond. He'll be like this for a while, it might be better to ignore him.]

[drive-by Action]

[breaks_pots]

[Hikaru, you're weird]

[Action]

[hostclubshadowking]

[Kyouya can't help it. He simply can't help it but smirk and say, almost lazily, leaning forward on the rail:]

Throwing something at someone for attention? Because they don't like someone not their own?

Sounds rather Hitachiin, really.

[Action]

[breaks_pots]

What's a Hitachiin? Is that another kind of people? Are they plant people, too?

[Action]

[hostclubshadowking]

[Kyouya nods his head over toward Hikaru.]

That is a Hitachiin.

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[breaks_pots]

[Link pulled himself up onto the railing, using only his arms, so he could give them a break. When he turned around, he kicked his good leg and let his bad one lay to the side.]

Mister Hikaru doesn't look any different than you.

[Action]

[hostclubshadowking]

We have family names. The twins' are Hitachiin, mine is Otori. Then we have our given name within the family. 'Hikaru,' 'Kyouya,' and such.

[Action]

[breaks_pots]

[There was only one thing he could say to that. The every groanworthy:]

Why?

[Action]

[hostclubshadowking]

That's how our world works. A lot of families who have their own names, then a name among the family for each member.

[Action]

[breaks_pots]

[It wasn't that he was unfamiliar with the idea of having two names. But up to this point he'd assumed that the two names were just a personal thing. Not something that indicated a family group. Family groups in the forest were just 'know-it-all brothers' and 'the twins'. Titles, not names.]

But what's the point of it? What if someone called you by your last name and your brother by your last name when you're in the same room? How would you know know who they're speaking to?

[Action]

[hostclubshadowking]

It depends.

If it was a classmate of mine -- someone my age and who was familiar with me -- I might assume I was being spoken to. But usually? I, at least, assume that it is the eldest bearer of the name being addressed.

[Because with two older brothers and a father? When someone spoke to "Otori," they weren't speaking to him.]

[not really here]

[to_theleft]

[He hears you talking and he doesn't even care, Kyouya. Just the mental image of business partners spitting nuts at each-other to get attention keeps him in stitches.

Besides, he lives on the same ship as you and knows where you sleep. Say whatever you want.]

[princelycharm]

[Tamaki as always suddenly appears behind the laughing twin and pokes him.]

Very Hitatchiin like indeed!

[to_theleft]

[He bats Tamaki's hand away, trying to stifle his laughter to get some words out.]

Did you hear?! Can you imagine Kyouya-senpai--! [And he loses it again, eyes tearing up from the laughter.] It's ridiculous! Completely ridiculous! Who would spit nuts?!

[princelycharm]

Not him.. that's for sure.

I'm not even sure why you'd have to do it~!

[to_theleft]

[He breathes deeply, gasping for air and forcing himself to calm down. He wipes his eyes, a few tears having spilled. He's still got a huge grin on his face, and his composure may break again at any second.]

It's definitely a new technique! Just picture it! When someone stops listening--just spit at them! [Now that the idea's been put in his head, Tamaki had better watch out.]