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Mikoto blinks when Munakata releases him suddenly, rolling his shoulders briefly to release the tension created by the other's rather harsh hold on him. Would any other King have treated him in such a way, the Red King would have not hesitated to release his powers 'pon them. When it comes to the Blue King... It depends on his mood, and as of now...

"That's hurtful, even coming from you," Mikoto replies, yet his words are accompanied by a soft snort. Munakata isn't wrong, after all. If he ever bothered remembering where to smoke on SCEPTER 4 property, he'd probably still not care one way or another.

Quietly, Mikoto keeps his eyes on the other King for a few moments longer. When messaging Munakata about the clothes and demanding a replacement, he wasn't serious. Even now, he finds himself wholly uninterested in whether he will receive compensation or not. No, he came here to see if he can understand the Blue King's intentions behind sending such a... well, rather candid message.

Frankly, he doesn't think he figured out an answer at all. Munakata remains a riddle to him, and Mikoto isn't sure whether it's annoying or not.

"Guess I am." With a soft grunt, he rises to his feet and straightens out his shirt. "I'll leave you to your important papers, then." He turns, the hint of a smirk curling his lips as he steps past Munakata. Without another word, he pulls a package from the pocket of his jacket and from it, another cigarette. He's not yet left the premises when he lights it up with a flick of his fingers, placing the end it between his lips.

...Perhaps he finds Munakata's habit of deflecting rather annoying, after all.

     Reisi wishes to set the record straight. For a moment, he considers rectifying Suoh’s observation about having a break – and certainly, Reisi does give such an impression, and not unreasonably – because contrary to what others may think, Scepter 4 is not so disciplined and unfair to force their soldiers on without a moment to breathe. Even Reisi takes breaks. Or, at least, he shows his clansmen he does. Whether its by having tea or doing a puzzle leisurely… they need not know the machinations that run in tandem in Reisi’s mind.

     Although, perhaps that is what Suoh has guessed as much already.

     Reisi can think of a few consequences the moment Suoh questions it, all of which do not matter in the long run simply because he knows Suoh will always do what he wants, whether or not Reisi explicitly punishes him, or even asks him cordially to do otherwise.

      “Forgive me, but I doubt you will keep it in mind.” Abruptly, Reisi lets go of Suoh and stands in one smooth, elegant motion. A touch of power is called forth to rob the oxygen from the embers in the cigarette. A part of him had been tempted to smoke it right after taking it from Suoh. A silly and strange thought. He does not allow himself to ponder further on it. It would break the rules, after all.

      “If you’re here to demand compensation for your clothes, then I can arrange a replacement to be sent,” he finally says instead. The cigarette is lax in his fingers. He’ll wait to hand it back to Suoh. Or perhaps Reisi will keep it. Suoh owes him for taking up precious work time, after all.

      “Are you appeased, Suoh? If so, I’ve papers to tend to.”

[qwizzers]

why the fuck is that your header thing qwizz :pepestare:

i like it dabs

[kieransthoughts]

the way im watching steven universe again and it’s wrecking me to my core :pepestare: