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[manuscripture]

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[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

Comments

[manuscripture]

That's not what I said. Don't be a drama queen.

That's easy enough. It shouldn't be difficult or take too long.

Why the change? Clearing the air?

itt internalised ableism or something very close to it anyway

[peccatore]

I'm not being a drama queen. I know what I must sound like when I'm not...
myself.

I told you I had decisions to make.

[manuscripture]

And this was one of them. I see.

I'm somewhat moved that you would come to me asking a favor.

[peccatore]

You're her priest.
Besides, there aren't many of her followers I CAN go to.
Mike, maybe, but he already did me a favor not that long ago.

[manuscripture]

Is there anything else that I can do?

[peccatore]

Really?

Not that I can think of right now.

[manuscripture]

I'm just glad to see that you are getting all of your ducks in a row.

You had a wakeup call.

Many things have been changing lately. With Madoka's leave and me needing to let some things go myself.

It must be the season...

[peccatore]

I wouldn't say I have my ducks in a row.
It's more like at least I know they're all out of sorts now.

I wish
I could apologize to Madoka too.

[manuscripture]

Okay, maybe not in a row. In a shape, maybe.

... You can apologize to her.

You won't hear anything back, but that doesn't mean you can't apologize anyway.

It sounds like a job but

I do it sometimes. For the sake of getting the thoughts out.

[peccatore]

I'm

well aware there's nothing stopping me from saying "sorry" to someone who isn't around anymore.

I just wish they could hear it.

[manuscripture]

Something tells me that she would accept. I think she had a soft spot for you near the end.

I've gotten rid of all of Jotaro's things. Burned them in Dyster because I don't want them. I still apologize to him. I wish he could hear it.

Yet I have to move on. Perhaps one day you will know peace after I send my prayer.

[peccatore]

To be perfectly honest, it doesn't put me at ease when you put it that way.

But
Thanks.

[manuscripture]

It's just how I cope, Marco.

It's merely a suggestion.

You can always talk to me anyway.

Who knew...

[peccatore]

Now don't go saying things you might regret.

That's a joke by the way, sorry, you're probably not very used to seeing me make those

[manuscripture]

No, I'm not used to it. I'm not used to jokes in general. Good try...

My sense of humor is dark and stilted. Eddie gets it at least. A whole one person.

[peccatore]

[...]

You're not going to do anything else to him, are you?

[manuscripture]

No.

I'm rather fond of him now after the fiasco.

[peccatore]

Even if the fog god ever happens to tell you otherwise?

[manuscripture]

I won't harm him, Marco.

I know that might sound hard to believe.

[peccatore]

Please don't get me wrong. I want to trust you.

[manuscripture]

What I did was not right.

We have a lot in common, he and I. He reminds me of myself. I do not mean that in a vain way.

And part of me wants to make what happened right again.

[peccatore]

I believe you.
I'm just worried about that OTHER part of you.

[manuscripture]

You have two sides too, Marco.

That would be pot, meet kettle.

[peccatore]

[...]


I guess I can't say you're wrong.