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[ichimyatsu]

[You'd be surprised by how hard it is to set up a phone for a video post while sitting on a rebellious pre-teen who is a ten year old version of one of your five brothers-- but he won't tell you which. That, by the by, happens to be precisely what Ichimatsu Matsuno is doing at this particular moment, the feed kicking on to him frowning irritably at the screen with his hands clearly on either side of the device while he tries to make it stand upright.]

[When he sits back the scene gets a little stranger, because he is, in fact, sitting on a tiny version of what looks like himself if he ever brushed his hair and slept. He actually hisses at the boy beneath him and sits on him to prevent some of his wild flailing, and then glares back at the video feed.]

Can somebody tell me which Matsuno this little shit is? He's one of my brothers but inexplicably tiny and he won't tell me who he is.

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[hellshot]

At least you got enough gall to admit it. And looks like it, unless another one of you six showed up and fell under my radar.

[He gives his head a shake.]

Gabe's fine. It's what anyone who ain't part of my sect calls me anyway. I'll let you get away with it for now, since you clearly look like you could use a break.

[Points... to the child.]

Looks like you'll have your hands full.
I hate brats.

[ichimyatsu]

Ehh, not gall, I'm just not gonna lie about being a piece of shit. No point in holding myself to any standards, you know. God I hope not, if there's more than one kid I will actually die.

[Somewhere in this he stuffed part of his sleeve into Karamatsu's mouth to shut him up, but for the most part he actually seems to be handling him pretty well, despite all odds.]

Gabe, then. I've got my hands more than full but from the sound of it it's temporary, so I guess I'll have Glittershit back whenever this wears off.

[Karamatsu probably bites him, and he makes a choked sound of protest.]

...hopefully sooner, rather than later.

[hellshot]

There are enough other brats here. If less are added to the pile, it'll be too soon.

[Honestly.

It's like his apparent life, for everywhere he goes in the world, he always manages to get a half-dozen brats trailing onto him.]

Who would you rather? Karamatsu this way, or the way he normally is? [He gestures to the poor kid Ichimatsu has pinned with his butt.]

[ichimyatsu]

[He grimaces and looks down at said pinned brat, curling his lip.]

Fuck, I don't know. At least when he's a painful adult I don't have to feel like I should care if he falls off a cliff and dies.

[hellshot]

Wow. Can't say I've ever had a brother before, but I'm not sure how I'd feel about one telling me they'd be fine if I ever took a long walk of a short cliff.

[He raises a hand at the other, giving it a wave.]

That how strong 'sibling rivalry' gets when there's fucking six of you?

[ichimyatsu]

Jesus, you don't want to know. Karamatsu is particularly fucked, because he's annoying so we all pick on him.

[He smooshes one finger into Karamatsu's cheek, likely gets snapped at, and recoils it.]

[hellshot]

If you ask me, he seems like a particularly fussed dog at this moment.

Mutt, specifically.

If Karamatsu there is the most 'annoying', the rest of your brothers must be particularly mild.

[ichimyatsu]

[He barks a harsh laugh at that, rolling his eyes.]

"Mild" isn't the word, but he's the only one that grows up to wear sequins and prints of his own face.

[hellshot]

Okay.

That's something I really have to question.

I get wearing your own clothes if yer in a band or some shit, but.

Prints of your own face, for the love of God, why.

[ichimyatsu]

He makes shit for himself, and it usually involves glitter, sequins, his own face, his name, or some horrible combination of all of the above. He wore kneepads once that read "Ka" and "Ra" on opposite knees. It's terrible.

[hellshot]

[....This is too much. He's trying not to picture any of this too much but its so hard.]

...Is he trying to become some sort of idol like Eichi, or something.

These can't be clothes someone wears casually.

[ichimyatsu]

God don't give him the idea, he might just.

And he tries.

[glitterkid]

_{[ then, in the background: ]}
Brats don't like you either!!

_{[ oh, and then laughing.. he's laughing.. ]}

[hellshot]

You keep that shit up and I'll hold you up by your ankles until you take that back, kid.

[Reaper may have said that maliciously, with a threat.

Gabriel... grins a bit like a big bear. Watch it, Karamatsu, he'll do it.]

not here

[ichimyatsu]

[Please, please do this, he would delight in the screaming.]

[glitterkid]

.....








Have you killed somebody before?
_{[ ??? ]}

[hellshot]

I'm a soldier, kiddo. You can make an educated guess.


Also? Not a question a brat should be asking an adult. Shouldn't you be more interested in trading cards or action figures or something?

[glitterkid]

_{[ This earns a frown-- he's getting getting angry! ]}

No.
I'm interested in what kind of friends my brother is making. Are you a safe friend for him?

[hellshot]

[Well that's... definitely not the response he expected. So much that he's just going to shake his head at the guy, letting out a gruff noise.]

You got nothing to worry about me, kid.

I might be rough around the edges and an all-around jerk, but I'm in the Hero business.

I'm not gonna' lay a hand on him.

[Reaper's going to hate himself for this later.]

[glitterkid]

'Cause if you do, I'll fight you.
_{[ No hesitation whatsoever? Are we sure this is Karamatsu? ]}

[hellshot]

You're about three feet too short and thirty years too young for that.


[Heck, he's not even sure if this is the same Karamatsu.]


That's some spirit you got there, kid. [What the fuck happened.]

[glitterkid]

Doesn't matter my size, that just means I can punch you harder in the dick, then you really won't be able to do anything!
_{[ YIKES.
it looks like he's about to burst into laughter any second though. What happened to Karamatsu to get him to be so different? We just don't know. Maybe it'll be explained in season two. ]}

[hellshot]

....


.............


[He's having a hard time deciding what he likes better, the sometimes-melancholy, sometimes-dramatic Karamatsu or...

This literal brat.]

I doubt a kid like you even knows how to throw a straight punch.

[glitterkid]

Oh yeah?
Doubt an adult like you knows how to cook a decent lunch!

_{[ 10 year old logic???? But he rhymed. ]}

[hellshot]

I know damn well how to--


[...Wait, that fucking rhymed, didn't it--]

...

I bet you think you're clever.