[After showing him such a good time, the only reasonable thing to do is invite Chuuya on a date of sorts, no? After all, when two people have much in common, it only makes sense that they should seek out one another for companionship.
Yes, that's absolutely what this is in Lobelia's eyes, at least, and he won't mind it much if Chuuya doesn't see things the same way. He's pursuing his own happiness here, after all. He trusts Chuuya to do the same for himself.]
Bonsoir! Take a seat, Chuuya.
[Lobelia motions to the stool beside him, and it seems he's already ordered a drink for them both. How nice(?)]
You're gonna have to teach me your language. [ Though he can use context clues to assume that's some kind of hello. He'll check out the drink to see what it is, at least. ]
Since you use it so much. Context clues only do so much when I'm assumin' you're also using it as parentheticals.
[Fancy picking up a little hon hon baguette, Chuuya? So long as Chuuya proves to be a quick study, he won't mind teaching him a thing or two. That would be preferable over cutting out all the Gratuitous French, at least for Lobelia.
The drink in Chuuya's glass is known here as a French 76, but naturally, Lobelia knows it under a different name. Regardless, the ingredients and the taste are largely identical.]
Were I to speak only in my native tongue, no one here would understand a word I say! Life would be much easier if everyone were like you and willing to learn the language.
[Or if Lobelia would stop with the gratuitous French, but that's not going to happen.]
You obviously can't fuckin' stop yourself so I may as well learn it.
[ His only formal schooling was after joining the mafia due to backstory reasons but it isn't like Chuuya doesn't pick things up fast. He takes the glass, swirling it idly. ]
I'm not so dumb as to think you're not insulting people in it sometimes.
[Lobelia's Not French can't hurt you if you embrace it, Chuuya!]
Ah, but do you think I would sink so low as to hide my insults behind a foreign language...?
[Well sure, he's done that, but only to emphasize the point that he finds certain people far dumber than others. In any case, he's not afraid to point out people's flaws to them when it suits him.]
[There's nothing more exciting than the idea that death and destruction awaits them tomorrow, Chai's murderer caught red-handed and bound for execution. It's only a shame his end can't come more quickly, that they're forced to wait for what will surely be a wonderful performance, but Lobelia can affect patience when he needs to. In the meantime, there's one man in particular whose company he's eager to seek out.
He'll find Chuuya wherever Chuuyas can be found and call out to him gleefully, a smile tight on his lips. If any part of what happened at trial concerns or bothers Lobelia, it's impossible to tell now.]
Bonjour— [Ah, right. He needs to use less unnecessary French with Chuuya.] ...Good day, Chuuya! What did you think of the trial? Did it enliven you?
Bonjour. [ He mimics it, not mockingly, though the accent is Japanese on first try. Mutters it again under his breath closer...he was serious about picking up not French if only in self defense. ]
Tch...we shoulda checked weapons first off. [ He's kicking himself about it a little bit. ] But future killers will probably not take the damn thing to trial...not that we can rely on it.
[Ah...! Sure, Chuuya's delivery could use some work, but that's nothing time and practice won't help with. Lobelia's grin suggests he's more than happy he's made efforts to pick up the language.]
Very good! You never cease to impress me.
[But leave it to Chuuya to focus on the practical elements of the trial. Lobelia hums, shaking his head.]
It was a bold move, certainly, but our killer was confident! They noticed that they were not the only one to receive a trident and thus acted accordingly. Regardless, they got caught in the end! Heh-ahaha... I'll be looking forward to recording their downfall.
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WEEK ONE: monday evening, bar.
Yes, that's absolutely what this is in Lobelia's eyes, at least, and he won't mind it much if Chuuya doesn't see things the same way. He's pursuing his own happiness here, after all. He trusts Chuuya to do the same for himself.]
Bonsoir! Take a seat, Chuuya.
[Lobelia motions to the stool beside him, and it seems he's already ordered a drink for them both. How nice(?)]
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Since you use it so much. Context clues only do so much when I'm assumin' you're also using it as parentheticals.
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[Fancy picking up a little hon hon baguette, Chuuya? So long as Chuuya proves to be a quick study, he won't mind teaching him a thing or two. That would be preferable over cutting out all the Gratuitous French, at least for Lobelia.
The drink in Chuuya's glass is known here as a French 76, but naturally, Lobelia knows it under a different name. Regardless, the ingredients and the taste are largely identical.]
Were I to speak only in my native tongue, no one here would understand a word I say! Life would be much easier if everyone were like you and willing to learn the language.
[Or if Lobelia would stop with the gratuitous French, but that's not going to happen.]
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[ His only formal schooling was after joining the mafia due to backstory reasons but it isn't like Chuuya doesn't pick things up fast. He takes the glass, swirling it idly. ]
I'm not so dumb as to think you're not insulting people in it sometimes.
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[Lobelia's Not French can't hurt you if you embrace it, Chuuya!]
Ah, but do you think I would sink so low as to hide my insults behind a foreign language...?
[Well sure, he's done that, but only to emphasize the point that he finds certain people far dumber than others. In any case, he's not afraid to point out people's flaws to them when it suits him.]
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[ Though Chuuya...never hides his insults. ]
But it ain't what I would do.
WEEK TWO: saturday, post-trial.
He'll find Chuuya wherever Chuuyas can be found and call out to him gleefully, a smile tight on his lips. If any part of what happened at trial concerns or bothers Lobelia, it's impossible to tell now.]
Bonjour— [Ah, right. He needs to use less unnecessary French with Chuuya.] ...Good day, Chuuya! What did you think of the trial? Did it enliven you?
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Tch...we shoulda checked weapons first off. [ He's kicking himself about it a little bit. ] But future killers will probably not take the damn thing to trial...not that we can rely on it.
no subject
Very good! You never cease to impress me.
[But leave it to Chuuya to focus on the practical elements of the trial. Lobelia hums, shaking his head.]
It was a bold move, certainly, but our killer was confident! They noticed that they were not the only one to receive a trident and thus acted accordingly. Regardless, they got caught in the end! Heh-ahaha... I'll be looking forward to recording their downfall.