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AKUTAGAWA RYUUNOSUKE kind of an airhead, but good-natured and charming could you stop smoking for one second though	DAZAI OSAMU should a narcissist really be that quick to want to die please leave Akutagawa alone	HAGIWARA SAKUTAROU there are important things besides poetry and being moody such as combing your hair
NAKAHARA CHUUYA picks drunken fights with everyone loses drunken fights with everyone	IZUMI KYOUKA you don't have to disinfect everything don't spray kouyou-sensei with windex either	NATSUME SOUSEKI a gentleman with a gentlemanly mustache having a sweet tooth is also very gentlemanly
MIYAZAWA KENJI a cute and sincere child maybe don't ask to see his picture books	TANIZAKI JUNICHIROU masochist with a foot fetish does being a great author really make up for that	NAGAI KAFUU a romantic traveler who still keeps a diary how much can you write about prostitutes
SHIMAZAKI TOUSON studying and writing about everything is great and all but no one is going to let the niece thing go	TAYAMA KATAI if you hit on less girls people would like you more also if you were less of a hipster	SHIGA NAOYA manly in that he will stick by people close to him an insensitive dickbag to everyone else
MORI OUGAI doctor doctor, give me the news what is someone actually responsible doing here	KITAHARA HAKUSHUU #aesthetic would be in the student council in a high school AU	MUROO SAISEI self-proclaimed wild child how many people sensitive about their height do we need
MUSHANOKOUJI SANEATSU sheltered noble chase your dreams! maybe learn to ride a bike!	OZAKI KOUYOU mama bear to his disciples the absolute pickiest eater	EDOGAWA RANPO hates the mainstream an eccentric entertainer, don't let him talk to you about eroguro
SATOU HARUO a rare practical person in a constant state of 'Dazai, why'	KOBAYASHI TAKIJI tortured to death for communism please hug him	YOKOMITSU RIICHI the most serious one "the thing I hate the most is literature"
ODA SAKUNOSUKE really, really Osakan cheerful and direct and pushes himself too hard	HORI TATSUO a sweet and attentive person canonly called "idol-esque", why wouldn't you tag him	NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI both split personalities are cute outside: shrinking violet, inside: FIGHT ME
MASAOKA SHIKI carefree, cheerful, and BASEBALL never going to get enough players for a game with these nerds	WAKAYAMA BOKUSUI drinks more sake than anyone else way easier to get along with than Chuuya	TAKAMURA KOUTAROU a gentle-natured artist is poetry/painting/wood carving a hat trick
ISHIKAWA TAKUBOKU owes everyone money survives by being charming and knowing where to hide	KUNIKIDA DOPPO mood swings all over the place straightforward and good at compliments	KOUDA ROHAN a hard worker, especially in housework would hate Tumblr's edgy headcanons
YOSHIKAWA EIJI probably has a gym membership probably can quote 50 different generals	NAKANO SHIGEHARU seems calm, filled with angst and passive-aggression	KIKUCHI KAN everyone's big brother exactly how much money have you given out, sir
MIYOSHI TATSUJI immature and rebellious a pure, if opinionated, boy	NIIMI NANKICHI pranked you while you were reading this you'll forgive him because he's so cute	TOKUDA SHUUSEI sour and pessimistic but still a hard, reliable worker
SAKAGUCHI ANGO the grand delinquent can you just clean your room instead of covering it with pesticide

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[yasei]

[ Aw, he can’t just give him another drink and distract him from it?

He makes a thoughtful sound, leaning his cheek heavily against the ball of his hand. ]

There is an island where I’m from, that’s called Yuri’s island. The people there are fishermen and bird keepers. The birds help them find the fish, and they have really good ears. They’re also really pretty, blue with green accents, so they look like the ocean. Or so I’m told, I haven’t been there. But I’ve met a person from there and her bird.

The first time I met her was when one of my pharmacist friends was trying to catch the attention of another of the pharmacists, but he was too distracted by the flowers he was gathering. So the girl from Yura’s island used a whistle to make her bird fly up and land on Little Ryuu’s - the second pharmacist’s - book to attract his attention.

The sound he made was really funny. I wish I could have seen his face.

[ He can tell stories well, but this is off the top of his head. A harmless memory that wouldn’t let the other man know that the pharmacists worked in the royal castle, or that Obi is a knight working under the second prince. ]

[blackpine]

[Bokusui listens carefully and laughs at the end, a big and hearty sound.]

I'd be pretty surprised if a bird suddenly landed on my book too!

[yasei]

[ Obi’s grin widens. Yeah, that is a harmless story, as long as they don’t delve into why Kihal had left her island together with Popo. ]

Yeah. It would be a bit surprising to have it land on your head, too.

[ He tugs a little at his hair, as if saying that that had happened to him. ]

[blackpine]

It'd be easier for me.

[Since he wears this hat most of the time, and all. Wouldn't get a bird directly on his hair.]

[yasei]

Less talons, you mean?

[ Piercing his skin, or scraping against it, or tangling in his hair. Things like that? ]

[blackpine]

Exactly. I'm sure it's a well-trained bird, but my head doesn't make a good perch.

[rip his skin]

[yasei]

At least Popo is well-trained, I think most of the other birds from the island are as well. [ Or they wouldn’t be used as messenger birds by the country these days.

He chuckles. ] If a bird decides a person’s head is a good perch though, I’m sure that it is.

[blackpine]

Good enough for the bird, maybe not good for the person.

[rip their skin and hair and everything]

[yasei]

That depends on how bad it gets, I think.

[ But as long as there’s no blood drawn... ]

[blackpine]

Hmmm, how big are they? I could take a hummingbird on my head.

[yasei]

About this big. [ He shows a distance between his hands that’s a little smaller than size as the length as his forearm. ] So it’s a bit bigger.

[blackpine]

I wouldn't want one on my head, but if I learned to have one land on my arm like a falconer, wouldn't that be something?

[yasei]

That’s possible. They do that with their birds.

[blackpine]

How long do you have to train for that? I have a hard time staying in one place.

[It's a wonder he's stuck in the library this long.]

[yasei]

Hmmm.. [ He taps his cheek thoughtfully. ] I’m not entirely sure, but a month, maybe? It depends on how quickly the birds take to the handlers, I think.

[ He’s trained too, of course, but he’s just one person. ]

[blackpine]

I could do a month... Oh, but I'd have to find the island first.

[yasei]

Yeah, you would. And you’d need permission from them, too.

[ He could go to the castle but they only let in people with identification. ]

They can be a bit wary of people because they’ve had problems with poachers.

[ Sort of. ]

[blackpine]

What if I don't try to train one, but I just write haiku about them?

[yasei]

[ .....he tilts his head to the side. ]

Hm?

[blackpine]

[Oh, right, he forgot that some people don't know the term.]

Poems.

[yasei]

Oh, poems. What sort of poems is that?

[blackpine]

The structure's hard to easily explain, but they're very short, even shorter than tanka. Like, hm...

A parting word? / The melting snow / is odorless.

[yasei]

O...kay? I don’t know that one either.

[ Generally he doesn’t understand poems overall. ]

That’s nice.

[ Except melting snow has an odor because odor is smell? ]

[blackpine]

[It was symbolic.]

Do you read much?

[yasei]

I read some, but I have a lot of other thing to do for work so I don’t really have much time for it.