[ Dito truly does lack subtlety, because he's loud as hell when he shoves the door open to his dorm.
Well, they're dorm, considering it's a shared space with someone he doesn't even particularly like or care for. But it's not like he can't deal, since he's been in those situations before. It's just a job, and Joshua is just a means to an end. Not that he really has an end, since all he cares about at the end of the day is causing as much carnage and bloodshed for himself as possible. Joshua encourages him to do this, and generally covers shit up from annoying people (as in the case of the ethics club), so it usually works out fine.
His eyes are half-lidded when he staggers in, noticing the backside of an all too familiar mop of dirty blonde hair. Dito wrinkles his nose at the other's words, wondering what he means by that--
But he figures the other probably stole a glance at him or something and he didn't catch it, because Dito is absolutely drenched in blood spatter, gripping his spear that is also bloodstained. Nevermind he's got a knife on his belt too, equally slick with bright red, fresh blood.
He sighs through his nose, almost in an annoyed way. He did get interrupted from having any more fun with the bodies, after all.
He kicks the door shut behind him, definitely not in the mood to deal with Joshua's...everything right now. He just assumes that Joshua is referring to his current state, though. ]
So what?
[ He tosses his spear aside onto the floor, letting it make an inelegant clang against their floor to show just how much he doesn't give a shit. ]
of course Dito's going to have some sort of attitude about it all, and he sighs, the trinket slowing slightly as he throws his head backwards off the pillow. he looks upside down at the other, catching the trinket in his hand as he sees just how fucked up Dito looks in general right now.]
Do you really want all of the school to come down on you in a heap? You're only causing trouble for me on who you killed, you know.
[it could've been anyone else and he would've cared less, but one of the bodies were someone who was close to Komaeda.
ugh.]
They would've been beating down our door within the next few hours if I didn't do something. I need my beauty sleep, after all.
[ Dito scoffs, lip curling as he almost feels like spitting on the floor. But it's their floor, so he'll contain himself he guesses. Mostly because he's a little tired, but he can't help it--
Joshua's comment makes him grin slightly, and he moves a hand up to his face to smear the blood across his cheek more, looking at his hand afterward as if to admire the amount of fresh blood he has on him.
He fucking loves it. ]
Haha... I'm covered in blood from those two losers. They deserved to die.
[ He's just saying.
Joshua can't ruin his high right now (or so he thinks, since he doesn't even notice what Joshua's playing with). He takes a few steps forward to collapse on a pile of pillows on the floor in their room, probably getting them immediately stained in blood, but he doesn't give a shit.
He sighs in almost ecstasy, arms spread out as he's looking up at the ceiling with almost vacant eyes as he tosses one leg over the other, resting an ankle on his other knee. ]
You should've seen it...! I pierced right through those two like they were goddamn animals. Rika's face...that dumb bitch was so pissed! Man, she really thought she could save that sniveling dork. I still think I should've been a butcher, or something...
[...........sometimes Josh wonders if he could trade this dog in for another one. it's a kind of fucked up dog, not really all that useful unless he really to be.
well, he's just going to have to train him.]
It's so sad...I was supposed to meet that Shuichi boy...Komaeda spoke so highly of him.
[he's quiet for a moment.]
But to be killed so easily by you, is that really the hope that he spoke of?
[he's completely bypassing the fact that Dito's getting horny over blood over there because it's. gross. Dito is gross.]
the panda starts to float upwards again, and it hovers in the air as Joshua sits in quiet annoyance. he thinks long and hard about it, and he moves his head just slightly to see where Dito's positioned.
the next moment, the charm zings through the air to try to hit Dito as hard as a little item of that sort of thing could without trying to force it through his skull.
Regardless of whether or not he hits the other, he still sounds tense again when he speaks.]
You will give up on your dream to kill him until I give you permission to.
[bro]
You need to learn how to contain yourself, or you'll end up like those two one day.
[is that a threat--]
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[ Dito's absolutely not expecting it when his own charm hits him square in the forehead while he's not paying attention. ]
Fuck--
[ He suddenly shifts upright, pressing the palm of his hand against where it had hit while simultaneously trying to figure out what the fuck Joshua threw at him.
He notices the recognizable item almost immediately.
He doesn't even care about Joshua's threat, brows furrowed as he moves to grab his panda charm. ]
How'd you...?
[ Dito seriously didn't even know he was missing it. ]
[and the charm zips away again as Dito tries to grab it, and lands in Joshua's hand again. he's tried to get a hold of himself again, his expression evening back out as he takes a deep breath and exhales slowly through his nose.
he'd dealt with much more annoying pieces of shit than this, so he can't really get his feathers too ruffled by him.
but sometimes he's just annoyed.]
You dropped it...is it something you wanted back?
[his voice is still cool, but without that edge that made it seem like he might get actually angry.]
I doubt it's that important if you just left it at the crime scene.
Dito's eyes flick back to his spear he'd dropped, noticing that the charm's tassle is no longer present. He sighs, rubbing at where he'd just got hit in the forehead with the heel of his palm another second before glaring at Joshua. ]
Great. You can do weird magical bullshit, too.
[ Annoying. It's not like it's a necessity, but... ]
[at the comment about magical bullshit, Joshua almost smirks -- he didn't even realize how much he'd miss his abilities, handicapped or not, until he'd truly lost them. so sorry if it's giving him kind of a high right now.]
You have no idea.
[at full power he could wipe away Dito or most people here without a second thought...but something tells him that sort of ability is going to be a long time coming, if it comes at all.]
[ Alright, now he looks even more pissed. Not even because of the charm, but because Joshua is talking to him like that. It makes his skin crawl, because it reminds him way too much about her.
He exhales through his nose in an almost exasperated way, fantasizing a little about if it would be difficult to shove his spear right through this guy like the other two. What's one more, right? ]
... What the hell, man?
[ Dito's over here acting like Joshua's the weird one, when he's covered in blood on their shared floor. A few bloodstained pillows is fine though, right?
He pushes himself up to his feet now, still glaring daggers at Joshua. ]
Did I? It was more of a question than a demand -- are you offended?
[he's kind of glad he's on the offensive now, rather than the defensive.]
I'm asking you...if you'll behave. I'm not really sure what got you in such a mood, or if you need more stimulation in other ways, but you're just going to keep causing trouble for me if you do things like this.
Dito's brow twitches, and his eyes flick to his spear again. He's thinking about it. But he's also not sure how Joshua's...powers or whatever work. This is new. ]
Do what? Killing? HELLO, that's kind of what we're fucking supposed to do!
[ He throws his hands up. Because if Joshua is telling him not to kill there's gonna be a problem there. ]
[Joshua inhales through his nose again, slowly, and then out through his mouth just as slowly. Dito almost reminds him of Sho -- with how rebellious and passionate he was. the only difference there was that mainly he didn't have to deal with Sho -- that's what his subordinates were for, at least until he had to face him in the game.
somehow it made dealing with Dito a little bit easier to think about it like that, and the irritation he's been feeling ebbs away. he can't lose his cool, not when he's got such a valuable asset standing right in front of him...even if it's really fucking volatile.
he's going to have to go a different route.]
I'm not saying you can't. [he's not going to argue with him on the "you're supposed to do this" bit, because he doesn't think that'd go anywhere at all.] I'm just saying...that we need to have an understanding. It's only a matter of time until those that are against murdering comes up with some sort of consequence for it -- it'd be troublesome if you were to get caught up in that.
[good god, he's expending so much effort.
he lifts the panda charm again, floating it in front of Dito's face again and not smacking him in the head. a peace offering, if you will.]
What I'm saying is you should keep me informed the next time you decide to suddenly brutally stab a couple of people.
[Josh doesn't take away the charm this time, so when he sees Dito take it back, he sighs one more time to calm himself. putting it into perspective made it all the better, ad he's not going to unpack how Dito knows how to get under his skin again.]
Thank you, jester.
[he flips a curl back behind his ear, feeling calm again.]
I'm only trying to make sure that you don't end up in an unfortunate situation of your own. So you could continue...
[ Dito kind of gets under everyone's skin. Consider it a skill at this point.
He rolls over inelegantly at this point, reaching for his spear across the floor and pulling it closer toward him. He grumbles something under his breath while reattaching his charm to his spear. ]
Prissy bitch...
[ Then he's rolling back over again, sighing as he's very much messing up a few of these pillows with all the blood on him and his clothes. He doesn't care, though. ]
Well, I'm beat! I'm gonna sleep like a baby tonight, haha!
[Joshua inhales through his nose and exhales slowly again, not really caring too much about the words that the other is saying. it's more or less the mess he's making]
You could clean yourself before bed.
[his voice is even this time at least, and he crosses his arms as he considers. he only half expects a response, because Dito seems so much more stubborn than usual...
he'll have to consider the way he handles him from here on out.]
Joshua rubs at his eyes, trying to ignore what's happening in front of him as he gets on his own bed. he could, theoretically, go get a bucket and dump it on Dito, but that would be a lot of effort. a lot of effort, and it'd end up in at least another argument, and at worst a physical fight.
he's got to let it go. it's going to bug him to hell and back, but he's got to let it go.
[ Hah. Dito grins at the other, glaring at him one last time to emphasize how little he cares.
But then he rolls over on his side in the pillows, chuckling to himself over nothing in particular. Maybe the murders, maybe the blood, maybe Joshua's reaction -- it's not really that important though when he loses it like this.
So Joshua gets to witness Dito, covered in blood and getting it all over their pillows, just laughing to himself and rolling around a little. He truly is crazy. ]
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Well, they're dorm, considering it's a shared space with someone he doesn't even particularly like or care for. But it's not like he can't deal, since he's been in those situations before. It's just a job, and Joshua is just a means to an end. Not that he really has an end, since all he cares about at the end of the day is causing as much carnage and bloodshed for himself as possible. Joshua encourages him to do this, and generally covers shit up from annoying people (as in the case of the ethics club), so it usually works out fine.
His eyes are half-lidded when he staggers in, noticing the backside of an all too familiar mop of dirty blonde hair. Dito wrinkles his nose at the other's words, wondering what he means by that--
But he figures the other probably stole a glance at him or something and he didn't catch it, because Dito is absolutely drenched in blood spatter, gripping his spear that is also bloodstained. Nevermind he's got a knife on his belt too, equally slick with bright red, fresh blood.
He sighs through his nose, almost in an annoyed way. He did get interrupted from having any more fun with the bodies, after all.
He kicks the door shut behind him, definitely not in the mood to deal with Joshua's...everything right now. He just assumes that Joshua is referring to his current state, though. ]
So what?
[ He tosses his spear aside onto the floor, letting it make an inelegant clang against their floor to show just how much he doesn't give a shit. ]
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of course Dito's going to have some sort of attitude about it all, and he sighs, the trinket slowing slightly as he throws his head backwards off the pillow. he looks upside down at the other, catching the trinket in his hand as he sees just how fucked up Dito looks in general right now.]
Do you really want all of the school to come down on you in a heap? You're only causing trouble for me on who you killed, you know.
[it could've been anyone else and he would've cared less, but one of the bodies were someone who was close to Komaeda.
ugh.]
They would've been beating down our door within the next few hours if I didn't do something. I need my beauty sleep, after all.
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[ Dito scoffs, lip curling as he almost feels like spitting on the floor. But it's their floor, so he'll contain himself he guesses. Mostly because he's a little tired, but he can't help it--
Joshua's comment makes him grin slightly, and he moves a hand up to his face to smear the blood across his cheek more, looking at his hand afterward as if to admire the amount of fresh blood he has on him.
He fucking loves it. ]
Haha... I'm covered in blood from those two losers. They deserved to die.
[ He's just saying.
Joshua can't ruin his high right now (or so he thinks, since he doesn't even notice what Joshua's playing with). He takes a few steps forward to collapse on a pile of pillows on the floor in their room, probably getting them immediately stained in blood, but he doesn't give a shit.
He sighs in almost ecstasy, arms spread out as he's looking up at the ceiling with almost vacant eyes as he tosses one leg over the other, resting an ankle on his other knee. ]
You should've seen it...! I pierced right through those two like they were goddamn animals. Rika's face...that dumb bitch was so pissed! Man, she really thought she could save that sniveling dork. I still think I should've been a butcher, or something...
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well, he's just going to have to train him.]
It's so sad...I was supposed to meet that Shuichi boy...Komaeda spoke so highly of him.
[he's quiet for a moment.]
But to be killed so easily by you, is that really the hope that he spoke of?
[he's completely bypassing the fact that Dito's getting horny over blood over there because it's. gross. Dito is gross.]
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Komaeda has awful taste. I'm gonna kill him, too.
[ Shuichi... Dito really didn't know him, but the few times he met him-- ]
Shuichi was annoying as fuck. He's better off in the ground. I just wish I could've messed up his body a little more. I got interrupted, y'know?
[ From his usual indulgences. ]
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the panda starts to float upwards again, and it hovers in the air as Joshua sits in quiet annoyance. he thinks long and hard about it, and he moves his head just slightly to see where Dito's positioned.
the next moment, the charm zings through the air to try to hit Dito as hard as a little item of that sort of thing could without trying to force it through his skull.
Regardless of whether or not he hits the other, he still sounds tense again when he speaks.]
You will give up on your dream to kill him until I give you permission to.
[bro]
You need to learn how to contain yourself, or you'll end up like those two one day.
[is that a threat--]
NOT THE TEXTAREA
Fuck--
[ He suddenly shifts upright, pressing the palm of his hand against where it had hit while simultaneously trying to figure out what the fuck Joshua threw at him.
He notices the recognizable item almost immediately.
He doesn't even care about Joshua's threat, brows furrowed as he moves to grab his panda charm. ]
How'd you...?
[ Dito seriously didn't even know he was missing it. ]
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he'd dealt with much more annoying pieces of shit than this, so he can't really get his feathers too ruffled by him.
but sometimes he's just annoyed.]
You dropped it...is it something you wanted back?
[his voice is still cool, but without that edge that made it seem like he might get actually angry.]
I doubt it's that important if you just left it at the crime scene.
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Dito's eyes flick back to his spear he'd dropped, noticing that the charm's tassle is no longer present. He sighs, rubbing at where he'd just got hit in the forehead with the heel of his palm another second before glaring at Joshua. ]
Great. You can do weird magical bullshit, too.
[ Annoying. It's not like it's a necessity, but... ]
Give me my shit.
[ He simply doesn't like it!! ]
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You have no idea.
[at full power he could wipe away Dito or most people here without a second thought...but something tells him that sort of ability is going to be a long time coming, if it comes at all.]
Do you promise to be a good boy?
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He exhales through his nose in an almost exasperated way, fantasizing a little about if it would be difficult to shove his spear right through this guy like the other two. What's one more, right? ]
... What the hell, man?
[ Dito's over here acting like Joshua's the weird one, when he's covered in blood on their shared floor. A few bloodstained pillows is fine though, right?
He pushes himself up to his feet now, still glaring daggers at Joshua. ]
I know you're not trying to tell me what to do.
[ He hates that. So much. ]
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[he's kind of glad he's on the offensive now, rather than the defensive.]
I'm asking you...if you'll behave. I'm not really sure what got you in such a mood, or if you need more stimulation in other ways, but you're just going to keep causing trouble for me if you do things like this.
[because it's obviously all about Joshua here.]
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Dito's brow twitches, and his eyes flick to his spear again. He's thinking about it. But he's also not sure how Joshua's...powers or whatever work. This is new. ]
Do what? Killing? HELLO, that's kind of what we're fucking supposed to do!
[ He throws his hands up. Because if Joshua is telling him not to kill there's gonna be a problem there. ]
And it's what I want to do.
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somehow it made dealing with Dito a little bit easier to think about it like that, and the irritation he's been feeling ebbs away. he can't lose his cool, not when he's got such a valuable asset standing right in front of him...even if it's really fucking volatile.
he's going to have to go a different route.]
I'm not saying you can't. [he's not going to argue with him on the "you're supposed to do this" bit, because he doesn't think that'd go anywhere at all.] I'm just saying...that we need to have an understanding. It's only a matter of time until those that are against murdering comes up with some sort of consequence for it -- it'd be troublesome if you were to get caught up in that.
[good god, he's expending so much effort.
he lifts the panda charm again, floating it in front of Dito's face again and not smacking him in the head. a peace offering, if you will.]
What I'm saying is you should keep me informed the next time you decide to suddenly brutally stab a couple of people.
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Fine. Whatever. I'll inform you the next time I feel like killing some idiots.
[ What's the problem??? This is literally his job normally, and he kind of hates being tied down. So. ]
How's that for you, princess?
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Thank you, jester.
[he flips a curl back behind his ear, feeling calm again.]
I'm only trying to make sure that you don't end up in an unfortunate situation of your own. So you could continue...
[he waves his hand around]
That, for however long you'd like.
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He rolls over inelegantly at this point, reaching for his spear across the floor and pulling it closer toward him. He grumbles something under his breath while reattaching his charm to his spear. ]
Prissy bitch...
[ Then he's rolling back over again, sighing as he's very much messing up a few of these pillows with all the blood on him and his clothes. He doesn't care, though. ]
Well, I'm beat! I'm gonna sleep like a baby tonight, haha!
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You could clean yourself before bed.
[his voice is even this time at least, and he crosses his arms as he considers. he only half expects a response, because Dito seems so much more stubborn than usual...
he'll have to consider the way he handles him from here on out.]
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He laughs at Joshua. ]
Not yet.
[ He even bothers to pull his knife out of his belt, licking at the relatively fresh blood. ]
I wanna stay covered in it a while longer. Isn't it the best, ah-hahaha...
[ He's normal. ]
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god he's gross.
Joshua rubs at his eyes, trying to ignore what's happening in front of him as he gets on his own bed. he could, theoretically, go get a bucket and dump it on Dito, but that would be a lot of effort. a lot of effort, and it'd end up in at least another argument, and at worst a physical fight.
he's got to let it go. it's going to bug him to hell and back, but he's got to let it go.
somehow.]
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But then he rolls over on his side in the pillows, chuckling to himself over nothing in particular. Maybe the murders, maybe the blood, maybe Joshua's reaction -- it's not really that important though when he loses it like this.
So Joshua gets to witness Dito, covered in blood and getting it all over their pillows, just laughing to himself and rolling around a little. He truly is crazy. ]