afterliving | 7th Concert - [ voice ] Reluctant Requiem

[ It's not really like Kohaku to make posts in short frequency, but at least it gives him something to do. Especially when one of the things to spend time with had effectively vanished from this realm of non-existence. ]

Yo... In case any of you care about that short asshole guy named Levi? Lance Officer or whatever the fuck his title was... He's gone.

Must have made his peace like the dumbass he was.

[ And Kohaku can't help being bitter about it. The second walking pool of negativity in the afterlife had disappeared. Even someone like Levi could apparently find salvation. What a traitor. ]

I don't even know why I bother updating anybody on this, but now you know. Bye.

[ It's a bit like a comrade - that was the closest term to 'friend' he would dare to use - had died. Died by giving up.
But of course that is bullshit. They were already dead. There was nothing that really mattered. They were just here because they refused to give up. Refused to stop suffering, too, maybe. Kohaku won't admit a thing about that though. All that is certain was that now he'll have to find a new sparring partner. ]

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Huh? When does being a creep bother you?

Uh, always?

[ Nevermind that he's pretty much a freak himself and spends most of his life and afterlife surrounded by creeps of one or the other variety. ]

But you're a creep so how can it bother you?

Wha--?!

I'm not!!

[Her tone is so matter of fact, as if he should have known.]

Of course you are. That's probably why you were such good friends with him.

I NEVER EVEN SAID WE WERE GOOD FRIENDS!

[ And he's so easy to irritate, ah yes. ]

I'm not anything like him [ lies. ] or any other weirdo!

Eh? I always thought you were happy to be a Yankee.

There's a difference between being an asshole and being a weirdo!

[ He admits the asshole part at least. ]

Huh? What's the difference?

When you're just a generally unpleasant person you still think like everyone else, you just get pissed off a hell lot easier and don't really care who you end up hurting.

When you're a weirdo you... enjoy really fucked up things or don't understand what people say to you or mess with them on purpose and other bullshit.