Dazai Osamu (
thesettingsun) wrote in
crowspace2017-12-14 03:26 pm
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Continuation for
bandagedheart.
[Very few people get this dressed up for a bar crawl. It looks like it'd be hell to wash, and the only reason you'd wear it out to the bar is an obsession with fashion.
So that's one clue about who this patron sitting at a table is, since he forgot to tell other-Dazai how to identify himself. As for him, when he sees Dazai come in with bandages visible on his arms, he makes an (incorrect) assumption that this is the injury that caused that text and thus this is Dazai.
Well, he's half right, at least.]
Dazai!
So that's one clue about who this patron sitting at a table is, since he forgot to tell other-Dazai how to identify himself. As for him, when he sees Dazai come in with bandages visible on his arms, he makes an (incorrect) assumption that this is the injury that caused that text and thus this is Dazai.
Well, he's half right, at least.]
Dazai!

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When he arrives, he hops up on the next stool to his acquaintance.]
What's good here?
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Good evening! I’m rather fond of the sake here, but the beer is also good!
[Dazai takes another sip of his sake, eying Oda curiously.]
You mentioned an Ango. What’s he like?
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[Oda places an order for another sake before continuing.]
Ango's the kinda guy who ain't been sober a day in his life and got no respect for anythin' yer supposed to be respectin'.
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[This Oda is certainly different from his Oda, but this other Ango sounds like polar opposites to the one he knows. A delinquent that drinks heavily and has no respect, huh...]
Is he as overprotective of you as your Dazai is?
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[There is no Dazai who doesn't occasionally try to die.]
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[Dazai finishes off his sake before ordering another.]
You know, as odd as it sounds, I knew an Odasaku as well.
[Hoo boy. Feels...]
He was a very good friend of mine. Perhaps that’s why I was so curious to meet you.
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[He is at least somewhat notable, and naming your child after Odasaku would be slightly less likely to bring bad luck on them than, say, naming them after Dazai.]
Hope I don't disappoint too much.
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[He’s just humoring this Oda. He knows that he and Dazai are authors, but he still has no idea about the “dead” part.]
Not at all! You’re quite handsome!
[Dazai gives Oda a playful wink. Always a flirt.]
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The flirtation gets a loud laugh and a shake of Oda's head.]
Just drinks 'n conversation is what ya said, right?
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[But when has Dazai ever played by the rules?]
Do you have someone special?
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[He'll never forget his first wife, but... He's not going to see her again, and he's accepted that.]
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[Not that he’s ever been in a serious relationship in his life.
Best not try too hard yet, though.]
Do you have a drink of choice?
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[No ulterior motives here.]
Just don’t tell your Dazai!
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[So he'll order himself another round, and finish off his first glass]
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[Meanwhile Dazai is keeping his own alcohol consumption to a minimum for reasons.]
Tell me about your works, Oda-kun. What kind of things do you write about?
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Ya never heard of the decadent school either, huh? Me 'n Dazai 'n Ango, we wrote stuff that pissed off the establishment.
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[He misses those days dearly...]
The Ango I know is all about business and order. He’d faint at the very idea of rebelling!
[Exceot that he’s like a triple agent, but shh.]
And the Oda I knew...would’ve told us both how terrible of an idea breaking the rules was while secretly doing it himself...
[He looks a bit sad now, but the smile remains as he takes another drink.]
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[He's placing his bets on author-Ango driving business-Ango to crack first.]
Yer Oda sounds more fun.
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We might have a massacre on our hands, then.
[All the mirth immediately leaves him when other-Oda mentions his Oda, however, and Dazai purposely hides his expression behind his glass.]
He was.
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Wanna talk about anythin' else?
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How about we get nice and wasted and see where the night takes us?
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[And so he keeps drinking. And keeps drinking... Nobody's got tolerance like a decadent author.
Even he'll get drunk eventually, however.]
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Oh my! Should I cut you off?
[Dazai grins and takes another sip of his sake.]
I can take you home, if you’d like.
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[As if Shuji ever stopped worrying about Odasaku.]
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