Week 0, Post Trial - (Detective) Reaper Fam

[withsadness]

[Here they all gather, around the great Moyai Statue, who is lonely and has done nothing wrong. He shall keep their secrets as they yell at a small angry child.]

Soooo...today was really enlightening!

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[voyeur]

[He waves his hand, dismissing it. It isn't important anymore.]

It's out now already, so whatever. Do you need help or something? I don't mind if it's for a teammate. I'll even give the advice for free.

[bladeisme]

Hopefully I explained it away well enough.

[That was some furious bullshitting he did after, let him tell you.

But hey, hopefully no one will notice and he won't get fucking killed next week.]

...And yeah, I do. I've never been a good liar from the start, and none of the other games I've been in have made me do this much lying before.

[voyeur]

[Izaya's actually being sincere about this; he leans back against the statue, waving with a hand to encourage him.]

What's causing you that much trouble?

[bladeisme]

[That's a big question, and he's not sure he even knows why himself.]

Just...everything, I guess. I don't like lying to other people, and...

[Honestly, they would probably think worse of him if they knew the truth - that he was another Reaper that was going to end their lives, even with this weird two-team setup they apparently had.]

...I don't know.

[Help him, liar sensei??]

[grano]

Sorry to break it to you — oh, truly — but this is your job. You willingly took upon this role. You had to have known that every game would abide by different terms, and that you would be obligated to adhere to them...

No matter the consequences.

Being a manipulative low life in this game is simply how you survive. Or perhaps your games were much kinder than my own: it hardly matters now, given that we're here, in the same exact spot, our livelihoods now unfortunately intertwined.

You're a piece to this game. As is everyone else. Work with it.

[bladeisme]

[Normally he'd snap back with an annoyed 'I know', but tonight?

Tonight, he's not feeling it, and he just presses his lips together and nods.]

...You're right. It won't happen again.

[After all, it isn't just his own fate that's on the line here - and that makes it even worse.]

[voyeur]

[Ignoring Popo-chan—]

What about lying to yourself? To be clear, I mean, how good do you think you are at convincing yourself of things?

[bladeisme]

[If only Ichigo could ignore him as well tbh]

Convincing myself? ...I don't know, but I'm probably not that great at it.

[UNFORTUNATELY, he feels way too damn much to deny things that he feels, or hide them for too long. He is the worst Reaper and I'm sorry.]

[voyeur]

Then we'll have to figure out another way to do this. Acting probably isn't something you're any good at either, huh?

[bladeisme]

I've been using what acting skills I have to keep everything together.

[And he's already cracking. Send help.]