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[darkdisgrace]

[The dumb thing about Chuuya and Dazai is that they both have an incredibly sensitive sixth sense about the other. Perhaps it's something about knowing each other after so many years, but Dazai just being gone in the morning, his shoes left behind, everything where it had been left the night before sans the man himself-- it set off alarm bells.

This wasn't the 'Dazai is fucking with me again and I need to make sure all my groceries haven't been replaced with dog treats or my clothing hasn't been shrunk 2 sizes' feeling, this was the 'Dazai is doing something incredibly dangerous and stupid and is in Trouble' feeling.

Chuuya's out of bed, dressed and out the door in moments, charm in hand.]

If anyone has seen Dazai Osamu, a stupid asshole with a fake smile and bandages all over him, give me a call. You might recognize him from his dumb radio show. Ideally tie the bastard to a tree so he doesn't leave, but I've got dibs on kicking his ass.

[That's all Chuuya says for now, because he's setting off to search the town more. And after searching the town with Kotone, he's off searching further out.

Sometime at 3am that night, there's the distant booming of an explosion. It looks like there was a rockslide over on the side of the mountains, from this distance. In reality, Chuuya has just blown a hole in the mountain from sheer frustration (and fear. Lots of fear).

Over twenty-four hours after that query on the network, Chuuya can be found in the tavern, absolutely wasted in the early afternoon. His eyes are bloodshot, face lined with exhaustion. He hasn't slept, and alcohol is only a small portion of the reason he looks like hell.]



[OOC: Dazai disappeared for a canon update! TW: Some of the threads on this post might contain allusions to suicide, since uh. Dazai is Dazai and Chuuya is Concerned about that. I will warn whenever that comes up.]

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[orphne]

[It's almost like she can hear Dazai's voice in her head, telling her to check on Chuuya. She knows that already -- she'd have done it whether he was asking or not -- but it seems impossible to think that he might be gone.

It's only been a little over a day. Astralin had been gone for a week. It's what she keeps telling herself, anyway, as she slides into a seat next to Chuuya and gently touches his shoulder.]

Hey. I'm gonna order something to eat. You want anything?

[Other than alcohol... he smells like he's had enough of that for the minute.]

[darkdisgrace]

[When Kotone finds Chuuya, he's got his head pillowed on the bar counter, a bottle of whiskey nearby. Not wine, for once. He's too keyed up to enjoy it. His hair is a mess from all the running around, and his eyes are bloodshot from lack of sleep, and he just wants... to shut down for awhile.]

M'not hungry.

[Which is telling in it's own way, that Chuuya isn't up for eating. Chuuya's always had a healthy appetite.]

[orphne]

Okay.

[She raises a hand to beckon the bartender over and order two bowls of stew. Maybe not the healthiest meal, but it's relatively easy to eat, and it'll have veggies and meat for protein. And, if Chuuya doesn't eat his serving, she'll just eat it for him.

That out of the way, she pillows her own head on the bar next to him, chin atop her arms, and glances sideways at him.]

I'm really hungry, so I have to eat something, but after that, wanna go look again?

[It's not that she thinks it'll make a difference, but, for Chuuya's sake, maybe the action will help.]

[darkdisgrace]

S'the point? I can't find him.

[It feels like that time four years ago, only worse somehow, because Dazai had been slowly managing to almost convince him he'd at least... tell him if he left again. Leave some sign... something to let Chuuya know he was breathing.

But he hadn't even taken any of his possessions or clothes and that says... too many things, to Chuuya. One gloved hand curls tightly against the wood of the bartop, leather gloves creaking from the pressure.]

cw bsd spoilers and INJURY

[nullificates]

(a very concerning missing piece is how he left, and even more, how he returned. his mind can't seem to come to that memory, blocked, and moreover, it can't. not when his legs are shattered, bones broken, moving is daunting with how everything seems out of place. dazai hates pain, and the amount of it clouds his thoughts, make the air trapped in his bloody lungs as he coughs crimson.

ah, it's not good at all. by the smell, he knows he's not in that elevator, even if his eyes refuse to open, head dizzy - ddudum, ddudum. he has the poison to deal with... and just as that thought crosses his mind, the door allows for breeze to enter, the characteristic scent of chuuya smothering the room, and he simply, like an asshole, gives him a thumbs up.)

Hey, I'm back.

CW: manhandling of a critically injured person

[darkdisgrace]

[Honestly, Chuuya looks... like he's definitely seen better days, when he walks into the room. Kotone had done her best to reassure him, but the not knowing had clearly done a number on Chuuya. His skin is pale in the way that says he's had more alcohol than food and just as little sleep, dark circles beneath his eyes telling of restless wanderings in hopes of finding a clue, something, anything. If Dazai had just... left the world, somehow, or if he had finally gone through with his ambitions of dying.

He hadn't even been fully recovered from corruption when Dazai disappeared, and his disappearance certainly hadn't helped there.

So when he steps into their room to throw himself into the bath to rest his aching muscles, he's startled to see Dazai there, alive, bleeding and broken but alive and--

Just as infuriating as always.]

YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!

[The relief he feels is almost incapacitating. So of course he's going to show it by screaming his lungs out and crossing the room to grab Dazai and shake him.] Don't hey me!!!!

[nullificates]

OUCH--OUCH--OUCH--- FELL FROM ELEVATOR, FELL FROM ELEVATOR, YELL AT ME LATER, OUCH-- CHUUYA, OUCH, PAIN!!!

(he knows this is not sole anger. dazai's fully aware at what he's done to chuuya over the years, and everything makes it even more terrifying that he might leave. he's not at all stupid, he'd knew that from the day he left the mafia, not a word, not a sound, no resurfacing for years on end. chuuya'd never be fine without dazai, and quite frankly, as much as both hate the ordeal they'd been given, dazai never is either.

he can forgive the shaking, mostly because it rearranged his injuries further, and he takes a deep breath to attempt to handle the pain.)

You have around 2 minutes to yell at me, 7 to get me Kotone-- (fuck, FUCK, he can't help but suck teeth.) Poison, Chuu-- ugh--.

[darkdisgrace]

You fell from a fucking-- what?!

[Okaaaay, Chuuya is stopping the shaking at least. He takes in the look of Dazai, eyes widening because... okay that isn't just some injuries. That's the prison uniform. He remembers it. Fuck fuck fuck--] You-- shit, later.

[Focus on what's needed to keep Dazai breathing. he drags in a breath, fumbling for his charm.]

Fucker I am going to skin you alive if you die on me, so hold still and keep your head up!

[He props Dazai against the headboard before he manages to pull his charm out of his pocket to call.]

Kotone-chan, can you hear me? I need you to come to my room right now, as fast as possible, you have 7 minutes.

[That's. ominous but there's no time.] Can't you slow your heartbeat down or something?! shit!

[quizpersona]

[ It's concerning maybe that Gogol manages to find him while he's having his little tantrum at the cost of the mountain. Then again Chuuya isn't hard to track—never mind a Chuuya so overcome with emotion he's likely not covering tracks.

Now if only it was to make things better rather than worse. Point is, Gogol is waiting for him as he re-enters civilization. Sat with his legs dangling and swinging leisurely off a half-wall. ]

There really are still no signs of that man! But this might be for the best for you in the end.

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya really hadn't even been trying to cover his tracks: Yeah it'd give dazai warning of his approach if he was just trying to hide out again, but at the same time.... if Dazai was out there, it would mean he knew he was coming. A catch-22 of sorts, but ultimately the innate wrongness of the morning had won out in terms of Chuuya's chosen tactics.

By the time he trudges back into civilization long after nightfall, it's clear he's been out pretty much all day: dirt on his clothes, scuffed shoes and gloves.

And he's exhausted from the look of it, but not so exhausted he can't snap at Gogol tiredly.]

It's like that bastard up and disappeared. [Again. Something bitter wells in his chest.] And how d'yha suppose that, huh?

[quizpersona]

Yep~ it's been known to happen before.

[ Does he need to specify who else? He won't. That's too close to ground they both stand on that makes it seem like they could relate to each other. In defiance of that Gogol gives a snap of his fingers and decides to prod at a very much not in the mood mafioso. ]

You wouldn't want to remain intertwined with him for the rest of your life now would you? Then again that likely isn't how you must think of it at all! Your actions attest to that.

[darkdisgrace]

Your rat? And here I thought you stashed him in a hole somewhere like a kept pet.

[His voice is a tired drawl, and Chuuya has very little patience to deal with Gogol's prodding.]

You make it sound like I ever had a choice in the matter.

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[murderingjustice]

have you checked the sewers?

[darkdisgrace]

Dazai is a leech, but I'd like to hope even he wouldn't be able to tolerate an active sewer.

A dry one maybe, but I don't know if there's any around here. Hell, I don't even know where the sewer access is.

[murderingjustice]

You don't? Oh, that's too bad.

Sounds like you'd be in need of a detective here.

[darkdisgrace]

Is that you offering to help? Because last I checked, you looked like you wanted to tear his throat out with your teeth.

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[heavensdragon]

Are you certain he left of his own volition?

why is this post not giving me toplevel notifs [text]

[darkdisgrace]

No fucking idea. But it's starting to seem like 'no' at this point.

[text] DW ;n;

[heavensdragon]

I see. I know from some experience that finding them might prove impossible.

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[laserguy]

[He still doesn't know Dazai all that well, other than figuring out that the man is way more annoying than he initially thought, but that doesn't mean Scott wants him gone or in danger of something. Geez, aren't things supposed to be calmer now after the whole thing with the giant??]

Um, sure. I'll keep an eye out for him. I just talked to him a few days ago.

Re: text;

[darkdisgrace]

[Oh, Dazai is absolutely capable of being infinitely annoying. Chuuya could tell Scott all about it... if he was in a better mood, anyway.]

Care to share what about? Any clue could be noteworthy.

[laserguy]

It wasn't anything much. I mean, he just wanted to see how I was doing after the fight with the giant.

[He'll leave out details about being teased for not hitting on Kotone--]

Then we hung out near the ocean afterward.

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[grappler]

can i kick his ass after you?

[. . .]

especially if he got into something he wasn't supposed to.

[darkdisgrace]

You can have what's left of him when I'm done with him. I'll even hold him down for you.

[Does he know her? No. Does he think she's probably valid in this desire? Yeah.]

Sorry he's been a pain in your ass, too.

[grappler]

sounds good.

he's not so bad i guess. just a little bit... weird. but that was probably the understatement of the century, huh?