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lifenet2019-12-09 03:50 pm
ichininyaanshi) wrote in lifenet2019-12-09 03:50 pm
voice; dec 10
Tch... this place sucks as much as ever.
[The voice that filters over the network sounds like it belongs to someone who would rather be doing literally anything else. Which is accurate. Ichimatsu doesn't exactly do public speaking. Hell, he hates even answering the phone back home with every strand of his DNA - which says something, considering he's got five other peoples' worth of DNA to speak of. But this is the fastest way he can think of to deal with his situation. At least he doesn't have to show his face; no way would he be able to do this then.]
[There's a slight sound of crunching snow in the background.]
Hey, all of you. Not that I'm gonna stop anyone, but don't bother going up into the snowy areas. It's cold as hell and there's suspicious-looking berries everywhere. Stupid-looking monsters, too. Dunno what the hell any of 'em do, but I'd stay away from all of it if I were you. You'll probably die.
[Why, exactly, Ichimatsu himself is up in the higher elevations of Ensō... he doesn't seem to feel like sharing. He wouldn't even bother pretending to be a good citizen and put this warning out at all if he didn't have an ulterior motive. The crunch of his footfalls pause.]
... oh, and if you recognize this voice, let me know. If you don't... then don't worry about it.
[The voice that filters over the network sounds like it belongs to someone who would rather be doing literally anything else. Which is accurate. Ichimatsu doesn't exactly do public speaking. Hell, he hates even answering the phone back home with every strand of his DNA - which says something, considering he's got five other peoples' worth of DNA to speak of. But this is the fastest way he can think of to deal with his situation. At least he doesn't have to show his face; no way would he be able to do this then.]
[There's a slight sound of crunching snow in the background.]
Hey, all of you. Not that I'm gonna stop anyone, but don't bother going up into the snowy areas. It's cold as hell and there's suspicious-looking berries everywhere. Stupid-looking monsters, too. Dunno what the hell any of 'em do, but I'd stay away from all of it if I were you. You'll probably die.
[Why, exactly, Ichimatsu himself is up in the higher elevations of Ensō... he doesn't seem to feel like sharing. He wouldn't even bother pretending to be a good citizen and put this warning out at all if he didn't have an ulterior motive. The crunch of his footfalls pause.]
... oh, and if you recognize this voice, let me know. If you don't... then don't worry about it.
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[The moment his brother comes speeding at him like a bullet train, Ichimatsu braces himself for impact, just barely managing not to let himself get thrown to the floor like a ragdoll by the force of it. As soon as he regains his balance, Ichimatsu raises both hands, one coming to rest on Jyushimatsu's back as the other one ruffles his hair soothingly. His little brother had it hard, huh... ? The second youngest has always been affectionate, of course, but this reaction just feels amplified somehow. Maybe because Ichimatsu is projecting his own joy, a little bit, his own relief at not being the only one here anymore.]
Oi, Jyushimatsu... c'mon now.
[Ugh, his voice is wavering, damn it... he knew it. Ichimatsu sniffles a bit, but there are absolutely no tears, so don't go calling him out okay?? In either case, he finally pauses to pull away a bit, trying to get a good look at his brother after so many months of separation. After all, he still doesn't know exactly how long he's been gone - or how much of that time period Jyushimatsu's been here, for that matter.]
[At least on Ichimatsu's side, he looks largely the same: his hair is an inch or so longer, and even more of an unkempt mess thanks to his regular attacks at it with a knife. He's also got a line of stubble all the way down his jawline, nor is he as pale as he used to be. Everything else is starkly the same.]
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Ichimatsu is warm and soft and super comfortable to hug, like always. His smell changed a bit and so did his face and hair, but it's still the same cat lover Jyushimatsu is so fond of.
After those weeks spent in the island, Jyushimatsu's appearance also changed a bit. His hoodie and shorts are miracolously not as tattered as they would be already, but they're definitely stained in some spots. His bowlcut also grew a little without the usual care to cut it identically to his other brothers. There are various bandages on his legs, more than the usual he gets after playing around too much back home.
That's about it, though. His smile is unwavering and wide like always. Not even being alone for that long put a dent in that. ]
Nii-saaaaannn... [ He repeats, like a dog whining, not at all wanting to break the hug as the snuggles are getting warmer. ] It's so good to see you again!
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[Ichimatsu doesn't miss those extra few bandages, either - but he doesn't call them out for now. A few more bumps and scrapes in this kind of environment are to be expected; as long as the wounds underneath aren't serious, which he'll pay attention to whenever those come off. After losing the first aid kit that he'd kept from Karamatsu's things the first time he was here, it's a relief to see that his brother has access to bandages at all. He'll have to ask about that later.]
[Right now - he's just soaking it all in. One of the best things about Jyushimatsu's constant moving around is that it usually means he's nice and warm. Which, speaking of... Ichimatsu's smile turns crookedly mischievous.]
Aa, I missed you too, Jyushimatsu...
[So naturally, he lifts his cold fingers and whips them towards his twin's belly, trying to get at the warm skin underneath the sweater. Tonight we die like men.]
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So when Ichimatsu gets his horribly chill fingers over Jyushimatsu's belly without a warning, the situation goes frenzy quite fast.
It's like a cat suddenly seeing a cucumber in all its awful greenery. He leaps so high his head hits the cottage's ceiling, and pain doesn't even register when he takes several steps back, covering up his whole torso with both his sleeves and giving his older brother a borderline scandalized look. ]
Et tu, nii-san?! What was that for? It's damn cold!!!
[ As an evidence, he's now shuddering all over. Good thing his reflexes didn't have him punch Ichimatsu instead. That would have been the opposite of a heartwarming reunion. ]
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[Also his hands were just cold.]
Eh... sorry, sorry. I thought things were going too well, so we should keep things balanced.
[Maybe that episode hasn't happened for him yet, but he's always been firm believer in karma. Though the excuse itself might actually be a bald-faced lie, considering Ichimatsu looks very pleased with himself.]
You're pretty warm, though.
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He marches back to Ichimatsu and grabs his face, starting to pull and stretch the cheeks. Matsus are made of marshmallow so that's plausible. ]
Not enough balance, in my humble opinion!
[ Pull, pull, puuuullll! ]
Is this warm enough for you? [ Well his sleeves are warm right now, fortunately. ]
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I dunno... by hingers still heel cold! Helb be out, Jyushibatsu!
[And he proceeds to take the two fingers on his right hand and shove them up his brother's nose. Of note, yes, they are still very cold.]
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You're so gross, nii-san! [ He shrieks in a nasal voice because OF THEM DAMN FINGERS. ] Thanks for cleaning the snot off my nostrils, tho! Let me repay you!
[ And then he frees one of Ichimatsu's cheeks just so he can grab the other's left hand and stick it into his mouth, biting it!!! ]
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[He has both hands in some kind of orifice in his brother's face and can't hit him, so instead, he justs sort of jerks forward to shoulder-check-slash-headbutt Jyushimatsu directly. Whichever works, he's just trying to knock them both to the floor anyway.]
How am I the gross one here?!
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Growling, he manages to pluck Ichimatsu's fingers off his nose, and then stop whatever he was doing with his hands just to... stick both his thumbs into Ichimatsu's nostrils instead. This is ordinary administration for them. ]
I don't wanna hear that from the smelliest nii-san around!
[ Though three months in a desert island without hot baths weren't kind on Jyushi either. ]
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[We have moved past civil discussion, dear brother. This is indeed war. By which I mean, Ichimatsu sprouts gray ears out of his hair and grabs at Jyushimatsu's arm too, actually keeping those fingers up his nose....... so he can open his mouth wide and stick his tongue out, trying to lick his brother's wrist as grossly as possible.]
[Nya.]
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Ugh! Wow! Stop!
[ Why is this happening, again...
He just frees one of Ichimatsu's nostrils with the hand that's being licked and uses it to slap it over his favourite brother's mouth. Which is not the smartest move around but at least that gross appendage won't get on his wrist. That's a bit of a sensitive spot! ]
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[Though since Ichimatsu doesn't actually want to slice and dice his brother into ribbons, just exert his sibling dominance, he just uses that hold to lick Jyushimatsu's hand instead with that sandpapery tongue. Predictable, and he'll probably get sick from this later, but oh well.]
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As he kind of predicted, the sandpaper starts getting rubbed over and over his palm and it huuuuurts and Jyushimatsu wriggles on the spot. Dang it! He frees Ichimatsu of his other hand and uses the floppy sleeve to whack his dumb cat brother on the head. Ineffectively, really, since he's not adding strength to it. That would be a foul move in wrestling! ]
Ow ow ow! Stop that! Stooooooooop!
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[What were they doing again? Oh right. Ichimatsu tries to speak, still muffled by his twin's hand as he is.]
... oi, Juushimchu, s'cold. Sh'me that th'g already.