⠀ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞,

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @SINICIDES
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ YOU WON’T
            EVER KNOW IF YOU DON’T TRY.
            […]  STOP FUSSING.  I’M THE ONE
            LOOKING AT THE CUT, WHO ARE
            YOU TO SAY ANYTHING?  IT’S 
            DEEP.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   HIS WORDS ARE 
                       sharp but the tone is soft. He 
                       tells Mark to brace himself for 
                       the stitches. It takes Nanami 
                       no longer than ten minutes 
                            to finish up his suture. 
                      

“probably  because  i  have  no  idea  who  that  is.”  it’s  a  quick  half-lie,  half-truth.   he  knew  of  shoko,  but  never  stayed  around  long  enough  to  ever  properly  meet  her.   bright  eyes  watch  nanami  with  the  thread  and  needle,  his  brows  still  furrowing.
            
            “i  don’t  think  i  need  stitches,   it’s just a little  cut.  i’ll  be  fine,  slap  a  bandaid  on  it.” 

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @SINICIDES
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝  YOU’LL
            CAUSE FURTHER DAMAGE IF
            YOU SCOWL LIKE THAT,  RELAX 
            YOUR FACE FOR ME, MARK. […]
            WHY DIDN’T YOU LISTEN THE 
            FIRST TIME ?   IT’S YOUR LIFE 
            OVER MINE.  NO MATTER THE 
            CIRCUMSTANCES .  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   KENTO HAS 
                       became a master at fine tuning
                       certain phrases or words that 
                       show up in everyday life.  &
                       if he’s lucky, he can tune out 
                       Gojo too. Besides, Mark was 
                       the least of his concerns. 
                       Cleaning up & stitching the 
                       cut on his brow was. Kento’s
                       hands are gentle, he wipes
                       away at the blood with kind,
                                 delicate hands.
                     
            
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ SUBJECTIVELY,
            THIS MAY BE THE WORST OR BEST 
            PART. IT’S TIME FOR THE STITCHES.
            I’M NOT SURE ON WHY YOU’RE
            SO SET ON NOT SEEING SHOKO.  ❜❜

@6THEYES  DID I COOOOOOK

ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢        
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @6THEYES
            ━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ SATORU, 
            SATORU. GET UP—  YOU NEED TO
            SLEEP.  WHAT WAS THE LAST TIME 
            YOU ATE SOMETHING?  BESIDES,  
            YOU DON’T REALLY MEAN THAT.
            DON’T BE SO CRASS.   ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽  KENTO’S HANDS
                       find a place on Gojo’s shoulders. 
                       Removing the sorcerer from his 
                       space,  the warmth of Satoru’s 
                       arms flee as quickly as it came.
                       Now,  Kento can get a true look 
                       at the state of him. Kento’s gaze 
                       is sharp,    analytical,    but soft.
                       searches for something. But 
                       what?  The Satoru Gojo he once
                       knew feels very far away. They
                       are no longer children in school,
                      Jujutsu Society held nothing but 
                      sweet memories that dried up &.
                      tarnished like a raisin in the sun. 
                        […]          Oh, Haibara. 
                      He was—he was taken too soon.  
                  WHAT COULD NANAMI KENTO DO
                  TO SETTLE THE SPIRIT OF A MAN
                             LIKE GOJO SATORU ? 
                                       COULD HE?
                       
                           The atmosphere of home 
                         is saturated with melancholy.
                         A light seems to be dimmed. 
            
                    The air is stifling, suffused with
                            a mix of stale emotions
                               &.   unspoken words. 
            
                       A somber silence is in the air. 
                           Dinner would be on him. 
                      He removes the hands steading 
                      Satoru.  Beckoning him towards 
                      the kitchen.  
            
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ […] SHOKO,  SHE 
            INFORMED ME ABOUT GETO.    […]
            PERHAPS YOU SHOULD STAY THE 
            NIGHT. OR AT LEAST FOR DINNER, 
            THERE’S NO NEED TO TALK. OR, 
            WE CAN.  IF YOU’D LIKE.  PLEASE, 
            SIT.    ❜❜

/    ok slay ur so real for that 

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @6THEYES
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ WAS IT REALLY
            NECESSARY TO SPILL THE WATER?
            YOU’RE BEING DIFFICULT FOR NO
            REASON.  […]   YOU’RE GOING TO 
            DRINK WATER SOONER OR LATER.
            I’LL MAKE SURE OF THAT— KEEP
            YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF. WHO
            KNOWS WHERE THEY’VE BEEN— 
            
            […] IT’S NOT ABOUT SOMETHING 
            YOU WOULD DO, ITS ABOUT WHAT 
            YOU COULD DO.   HUMAN NATURE.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   KENTO’S NOSE  
                       scrunches up in distaste. Gojo
                       is an odd conglomeration of 
                       limbs & such. He keeps moving
                       &.  squirming in Kento’s grip.
                       Maybe he should leave Gojo 
                       here […] Let him linger in the 
                       shame of being a messy drunk.
                       It takes him a two minutes to 
                       get Gojo outside to Shoko & 
                       Utahime. Then, Loading Gojo 
                       into the actual vehicle was 
                       more difficult than he originally
                       anticipated.   (Bothersome.) 
                                FINALLY,  THEY’RE ON 
                       THE ROAD. DRIVING THROUGH
                                         THE NIGHT. 
                       Utamhime & Shoko fell asleep, 
                       leaving Nanami with the role 
                       of the director. He would never 
                       drink with them again, that’s 
                       for sure.  The night is filled with
                       lots of fussing, tumbling & Kento
                       tucking his colleagues to bed. 
                           THEN,  THERE WAS GOJO.
                         
              

@OVER7-3        ،̲،̲              “but nanami is so boring,   nanamin.   (..)      it’s better for someone like you,”      his index finger rising as he lightly pokes   [annoyingly so]   against the sorcerer’s cheek.   observing the definition of his jawline,   and his features itself.   how his cheeks slightly hollow inwards,   and how whenever he spoke nanami’s brows would furrow a little.
            
            quickly,   he pushes back the other’s attempt of help.   spilling the glass although the sorcerer didn’t particularly care about it to begin with.   although he’s a bit surprised once he’s hauled up,   his entire body weight leaning against nanami as eyes plant on the floor.
            
            “like i’d throw up!   does that really sound like something that i would do?”   a sigh leaves past his lips.

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @6THEYES
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ IT’S NOT 
            NANAMIN— IT’S NANAMI […] HOW 
            MANY TIMES DO I NEED TO REPEAT 
            IT GET THROUGH THAT THICK HEAD
            OF YOURS— AND  LOGICALLY, YOU 
            CAN’T DIE.  ESPECIALLY NOT FROM
             ALCHOL CONSUMPTION. YOU HAD
             A MINIMAL AMOUNT.  DRINK THIS. 
            AND GET UP, YOU’RE A GROWN 
            ADULT.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   KENTO URGES,
                       he sounds more like a parent 
                       chastising a child.  Is Gojo 
                       truly older than Kento? Can’t
                       be.  There’s a hard grimace on 
                       his face. Reluctantly, he moves
                       towards Gojo. Sliding a glass 
                       of water in his space. He scoffs
                       at the state of Gojo. Flushed &
                       sleep—riddled. Kento isn’t one
                       to keel over & give up so easily,
                       especially to Gojo. The second 
                       Kento hears the chime (!) of his
                       phone, he removes Gojo off the
                       tatami mat.    All in one motion.
                       Gojo could’ve used his RCT […] 
                       maybe he really was set on 
                       being a nuisance to everyone.
                                    KENTO HISSES, 
                      GOJO’S TASTE IN ALCOHOL WAS 
                          THE POLAR OPPOSITE OF 
                        KENTO’S.  HE LIKED WHISKY.  
                            GOJO LIKED COCKTAILS. 
            
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ PLEASE TRY 
            TO REFRAIN ON THROWING UP
            ON MY SUIT.  SHOKO AND UTAHIME
            ENDED UP FINDING A CAB. LEAN 
            ON MY SHOULDER, IF YOU PASS 
            OUT I’LL LEAVE YOU ON THE 
            STREET.    ❜❜  
            

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @6THEYES
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ PLEASE 
            KEEP YOUR DISTANCE FROM ME. 
            FROM MY SAKE AND YOURS. I’D
            LIKE YOU TO KEEP YOUR GOOD
            HEALTH,  GOJO.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   INSTEAD OF 
                       approaching Gojo, he takes 
                       a step closer towards the 
                       exit.  The door was practically 
                       calling his name,  if he was 
                       quick enough (& that’s an if).
                       Gojo would just sniff him out
                       anyways, was it that worth it?
                  

@OVER7-3        ،̲،̲               “more like you’re just shaking,   does somebody need some extra love and care～?”      it was a simple question,   but also one meant to grate on someone’s nerves.   meant to tease,   but not to hurt.   a smile is drawn onto his lips,   hand lightly tipping down his sunglasses so his blue hues would show.
            
            “i know you want it,   come here!”

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @6THEYES
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ […] I’M
            SHAKING OFF THE REMNANTS  
            OF A COMMON COLD.  THAT’S
            ALL.   ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   IT COMES OUT
                       as a nasty rasp. Kento ends 
                       up clearing his throat, a cough  
                       follows after. He can already  
                       feel the invisible tension band 
                       around his head tightening 
                       because of Gojo’s very being.
                       He would pester him about 
                       this,  Kento already knows 
                            how relentless Gojo is.
                     

@6THEYES    I’m in your walls.   

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〔⠀I̲D̲.̲@OVER7-3 ╲ ˢ̶ᵗ̶ᵃ̶ᵗ̶ᵘ̶ˢ̶⠘̶ ˢ̶ᵗ̶ʳ̶ᵃ̶ⁿ̶ᵍ̶ᵉ̶ʳ̶⠀〕
            " YOU  won't  be  an  accomplice  the  faster  you  help  me  pull  out  some  cleaning  wipes  and  leave.  for  your  safety. " ... MAYBE  an  ominous  warning  wasn't  the  right  move  when  she's  at  the  mercy  of  someone  in  control  of  the  situation.  a  sweat  drop  makes  itself  seen  on  her  forehead;  if  saja  smiles  and  become  more  friendly,  maybe  he'll  hear  her  out. " IN  short:  i  am  a  crime  scene  cleaner.  that's  all  i  can  say,  for  my  own  well  being.  does  that  help  you  now? " 

 ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @cleanigea
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ WHAT,
            AM I AN ACCOMPLICE NOW?—
            (SAVE ME NOW.)  AND YOU’RE 
            IGNORING ME TOO,  WHY 
            SHOULD I EVEN HELP?.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   Reluctantly,
                       Kento hands over the black 
                       bag.  Eyeing the woman in
                       suspicion, it only got stranger 
                       from here.  Right?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ〔⠀I̲D̲.̲@OVER7-3 ╲ ˢ̶ᵗ̶ᵃ̶ᵗ̶ᵘ̶ˢ̶⠘̶ ˢ̶ᵗ̶ʳ̶ᵃ̶ⁿ̶ᵍ̶ᵉ̶ʳ̶⠀〕
            ... SEEING  him  retreat,  it  was  best  to  speak  up  fast  before  she  had  more  on  her  plate  to  clean  up. " HOLD  on.  before  you  seemingly  leave;  can  you  pass  me  that  black  bag? " ... WELL.  that  doesn't  answer  his  question.  BUT  it  wouldn't  help  her  in  any  case:  the  jaa  has rules  and  saja  must  obey  them.  FOR  the  sake  of  her  life.

   ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @sovertiums
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ GOJO, YOUR 
            INCOMPETENCE SHOCKS ME TO 
            NO END  […]   I DID NOT REQUIRE
            ANY ASSISTANCE.  AND I DON’T
            REQUIRE IT NOW,  I CAN GET UP
            BY MYSELF, GOJO.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   KENTO GRITS
                       out. Satoru Gojo’s sudden 
                       appearance is nothing short 
                       of unexpected & unwelcome.
                       Of course, Kento sensed the
                       familiar shift in energy Gojo 
                       seemed to bring whenever he 
                       was around. Unfortunately, 
                       Kento’s perception wasn’t as 
                       keen as it usually was. Hence,
                       the gaping six inch gash in 
                       his side. Despite the chaos, his
                       gaze is set on the student in 
                       his sights. Kento would put his 
                       over own life on the line for 
                       any of the students. That was 
                       certain, Gojo should know that.
            
                             WITH A SMALL GRUNT, 
                       KENTO CONTINUES TO APPLY
                   MORE PRESSURE TO THE WOUND. 
            
                       Gojo ends up looking like a
                       blur in his vision, he must have 
                       another wound he’s unaware 
                       of.  (Bothersome,)  he would 
                       be teased to no end.  His jaw 
                       clenched, sure to pop a vein 
                       & grit his teeth. Originally, 
                       this was a simple grade three
                       curse that apparently had a 
                       second form that just so 
                       happened to be a special
                                        grade. 
                      
            
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ AID THE STUDENT.
            I TOOK THE HIT FOR HIM, BUT I’M
            NOT TOO SURE ON HOW HE’S 
            HOLDING UP.  I’M SECOND 
            PRIORITY.  I JUST NEED A 
            MOMENT TO REGAIN MYSELF.  
            THAT’S ALL.   ❜❜  
            

@OVER7-3:      oh man,  really?     oh,  yo,  that sucks,  dude!!     hm ..   well, 
             then i hope you'll find a more fun job one day,  yo!!      couldn't imagine doin' something i hate for the rest of my life.       (heisuke frowns a bit at the thought.      imagine that, just doing paperwork all day and the day after that?      gosh,  that's like,  absolute torture,  yo!!!!!      heisuke raises an eyebrow at nanami saying he doubts heisuke will be able to see whatever they're looking for,  shit,  he doubts heisuke'll even comprehend it!      sure,  heisuke was a lllllitttttttlleee slow,      (maybe using the word little was being kind,)      but he wasn't /stupid!/      he'd show this guy AND his weird tie he means real business!     and that guy driving the car too.       he seemed /real/ tired though,  it makes heisuke wonder if business work is truly THAT draining.)      oh,  uh,   well yeah,  i guess so,  i mean it is kinda dangerous to trust some strangers but,  i like to try to be optimistic ‘bout it,  y'know?      i'd like to think everyone has some kindness in 'em,  like,   maybe some strangers are just friends i haven't met yet,  yo!      (heisuke shrugs at nanami's comment,  scratching the back of his neck.)       and i guess you're right,  i didn't get your name,  huh..        and you don't have mine,      ('-')?      well,  let's change that,  yo!!!      (heisuke extends a hand to nanami from his seat for him to shake.)      you can call me heisuke,  yeah?      ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧      and you and your buddy areeeeeeee?

ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢        
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @snipesuke
            ━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ BEING A 
            SALARYMAN IS EVERYTHING
            BUT “ COOL.  “  I CAN ASSURE
            THAT.  IT’S AN ENDLESS CYCLE
            OF WORK.  WHAT’S EVEN THE 
            POINT ANYMORE?  AS FOR THE
            BUSINESS,  WELL.  I DOUBT 
            YOU’LL SEE IT,  OR EVEN 
            COMPREHEND. I HAVE A TASK 
            IN MIND FOR YOU.   ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽  PAPERWORK. 
                       That was the job. Obviously. 
                       Having a civilian only makes 
                       things much more complicated.
                       & two, he could just drive with
                       Ichiji. He would still be pretty 
                       productive. A white lie if you
                       will.  
            
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ […] YOU KNOW.
            TRUSTING STRANGERS THIS 
            EASILY IS DANGEROUS, RIGHT. 
            YOU DIDN’T EVEN GET MY NAME 
            […]  GOODNESS. WHAT DO YOU 
            EVEN PLAN ON ACHIEVING?   ❜❜

@over7-3:       huh?      (heisuke looks back up at nanami,     (he was playing around with piisuke by now,  having accepted defeat.)       surprised at his change of heart,  heisuke grins.        now he's got dinner /and/ a new friend,  sick!        he'll go and tell shin about this evening and how he met a guy with a silly tie who bought him dinner tomorrow.)       YOOOO!!       FORREAL?      REALLY?       AND WE CAN GET DINNER?       ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡      oh man,  you're too kind,  dude,  like,  reeeeallly!!      (heisuke looks back at piisuke and they share what would appear to be a  ..    mini fistbump?       a secret handshake?       it was something like that,  but that's not the point.       he then sends nanami a double thumbs-up as he makes his way into the limousine,  waving at ijichi,    ("yoo,  wassup?" this makes two new friends tonight.)      before taking his seat,  making sure to put in his seatbelt.)     so what are we lookin' for?       's like a uh,  missing watch or something?       also,  yo,  nice car,  you two like,  um,  business men or something?       that'd be reaaal cool,  actually..

   ❝ well its a good thing i'm durable ! ❞
             he replied with a cheeky smile , his arm lifted up to touch his muscle. he  got comfortable in the vehicles backseats ,  immediately turning to gaze out the window as he usually did . he liked paying attention to his surroundings , it helped him remember the layout or if there were any places he may want to come back to one day . the soreness in his muscles would eventually seep in and start to bother the boy but he was comfortable and content in this moment . missions somehow made him feel more at ease afterwards , as if he had made a big difference somehow . the male lightly hummed to himself , kind of eager to return to the dorms and maybe snatch something to eat . though he didn't want to part ways with nanami just yet , he felt there was still so much he could hear about from him.   

 ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                         ⟢           
            @⃨OVER7-3  ┊ @cursedpunches
            ━━━━━━━━━━━━
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ PERHAPS, 
            BUT I’M THE ADULT AND YOU’RE 
            THE CHILD.  THEREFORE,  YOU 
            SHOULD HEED MY ADVICE.  I 
            CAN SAY THIS,  YOU’LL NEED IT
            FOR THESE NEXT FEW DAYS.  ❜❜  
            
                                               ═ㅤ═ ⠀ㅤ
                      ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚    ⇽   KENTO WARNS,
                       gesturing towards the car 
                       Ijichi was waiting in. Kento 
                       opens the door for Itadori, 
                       patiently waiting for the boy
                       to make himself comfortable. 
                       Afterwards,  he settles in the 
                       passenger seat.  Giving a very 
                       thorough rundown of every—
                       thing. That went down during 
                       their battle. Besides that, he’s
                       ALREADY CHASTISING ITADORI
                      ON HIS FINALITY WHEN IT COMES 
                                      TO RESTING.  (Ironic.)
            
            N.K    ━━━━   ❝ WE’RE RUNNING 
            SHORT ON SORCERERS ITADORI—
            KUN. I’M SURE THE HIGHER UPS 
            WILL RUN YOU CHILDREN TO
            THE BONE.    ❜❜  

    yuuji turned his head to the side , his eyes downcast towards the ground and firm line on his face instead of a usual smile . he knew he'd have to come to terms with this sooner rather than later , nanami was right .  though if he could avoid killing or taking a human life , the salmon haired sorcerer would always choose that path first . shaking himself out of it , he gave a firm nod to his mentor and ended up doing a dumb salute to him out of habit . it seemed extra unserious as he still held the dirty handkerchief in his hand that he had saluted with . his arm quickly retracted to his side as his optimistic nature returned to him , 
            ❝ right ! though i'm not that tired . ❞
              he commented with honestly ,  itadori's stamina levels highly differed from the average non-sorcerer , even ones who were adept in speed . yuuji was faster . though he wouldn't say no to a little rest and maybe a meal to replenish . 

／ you're so kind aaaa , your nanami portrayal is excellent btw , though im not sure if you can take the credibility behind that as you're the first namami roleplayer ive gotten to interact with 

@cursedpunches   ➲.     OF COURSEEEE !!! You deserve it 

／ you can't be complimenting me so much as a nanami account it's going straight to my head and making me literally so ecstatic tysm <3