《 texts from edo. 》

[justaways]

you know the deal.
other canons welcome, but i figured it would primarily just be us horrible people.

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[shikomizue]

[Amazing.]

A shame.

All of my resources in the area would be ostentatious in presentation, at best. If you'd still like retrieved, I expect you'll have a story to feed those who will be wondering just why a man-sized crayon is boarding a space-ship fully equipped with the latest canons.

[bakudanma]

You could say you are.. adding a little more color to your ship decor.
_{[ it probably needs it anyway, Katsura thinks, but doesn't text. ]}

[shikomizue]

[Takasugi appreciates that explanation.]

What color should I tell them to expect? We wouldn't want to select the wrong shade.

[As if there were other grown ass men running around in crayon costumes??? But seriously Edo was weird, so better check-]

[bakudanma]

...







Pretty Periwinkle.

[shikomizue]

[As opposed to...? Loathsome lavender?]

Ah.

I hope you don't vanish into the picturesque backdrop of a cloudless Edo dawn, enveloped in a color like that.

Have you considered losing your ensemble?

[bakudanma]

_{[ Takasugi is so poetic. Gay. ]}
And expose myself to the public..?
Are you trying to get me even more caught?

Disappearing into a new dawn is where I am heading anyway.
I'm not worried about it.

[shikomizue]

At an hour like this, a naked man shuffling his tired feet along the streets of Kabuki-cho is not such a strange sight.

Don't disappear before we can find you. Give me your location, or make yourself known to us somehow.

[bakudanma]

I am currently being held hostage at the printing press.
Evidently, they are out of Pretty Periwinkle color.

Takasugi. I may be offered up as a sacrifice. This has taken a turn for the worse.