[Claudio Bernardo]

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Shion Utsui

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oooooo sakura blossoms oooooo

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheAdjusting to a new home would always be a feat of willpower.

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hehe"Home" wasn't simply one of many houses along a street, nor was it any individual suite in a complex — no, it was everything one had ever known. It was the place one could always return to, regardless of the world's chaos. "Home" wasn't just the floor, the roof, the walls, nor was it the stairs; it wasn't even limited to a house — the thief who claimed the title of "home" to most — itself, but rather, something more. "Home" was a community, a network of people, living their lives both independently of and in conjunction with one another; home was everything one had ever known.

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heheTo give all that up was a task the Brazilian couldn't imagine as anything but an act of absurdity.
To forfeit everything he'd ever held claim over, and to forego everything that had ever shaped him, was the plight of a man lost to madness!

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hehePerhaps, then, he was mad. To travel all this way on a basis such as his wasn't the thoughts of reason or normality. It was a wild gamble, a choice very well capable of altering everything he'd ever known or believed in. He would meet so many people of differing candor, and so many, he believed, would never equally meet him or his gaze. Many would look upon him as an oddity, an absurdity, as something that "didn't belong" — but what fun was any gambit without the risk to balance?

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heheNo, if he was to live the life of a dream, he would pursue it — all absurdity withstanding.

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heheHis first week was an odd one, to say the least. Claudio's arrival on a week-long holiday was strange enough as is, but Claudio's pursuits of curiosity only served to exacerbate it. Geared with the knowledge of the country's language — both its spoken tongue and its written systems — he took to making a place of his new residence, a familiar sight that wouldn't soon dupe him. He didn't imagine it would ever become a "home." No, Tokyo was no Barra da Tijuca, and it likely never could be. Then again, what other place could?

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heheWhat it lacked in familiarity was intrigue; only a few times before had the Brazilian ever visited the country, and only then, it had been with the priority of family. Suffice it to say, he wasn't familiar with Japan's beating heart: Tokyo.

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heheSo, under the circumstances he was given, Claudio chose to make the best of it. As he recalled the day, it was the middle of Golden Week, the "Midori no Hi." Supposedly, this greenery day was meant to revel in the facets of nature, both flora and fauna alike, and use them to justify another day away from work. Though, as he found from a few minutes of research, it was also a day to enjoy the country's tea houses — something yet unexplored to the foreigner, and thus the perfect way to his spend his afternoon.

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heheTaking off his sandals and stepping forward towards the receptionist, the Brazilian rested his hands along the wooden counter.

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hehe"You guysh have any spare hoomsh?" As he'd heard it, this place had individual rooms — booths of sorts — where one's party could dine in comfortable peace away from other customers, as though each booth was a world where only those that dined mattered. Even more intriguingly, each booth sat along the picturesque view of a flowing pond filled with koi, one overlooked by a sakura tree and the many pink petals that pittered into the waters.

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heheWith a raised eyebrow, the woman behind the counter responded, "We have one."

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hehe"Only one?"

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hehe"Only one."

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hehe"Boy, I must be real lucky."

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hehe"I suppose so, yes."

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hehe"How lucky would you call me?"

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hehe"...What?"

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hehe"How lucky would you call me, getting the lasht room in a place like this after jusht waltzing in? I'd say that definitely makes me one of the top luckiesht people in the world hight now."

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hehe"Sir," she'd put a hand up, "please, allow me to direct you to your room."

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hehe"Hold on a sec." He'd reach his hands away from the rich mahogany, instead tracing a hand to the back of his neck. "If I get the last hoom, that meansh no one else can get a seat here until someone's done and out, hight?"

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hehe"That is how a limited number of rooms works, yes."

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hehe"Now that there's a conundrum... If I'm so lucky, then the next folksh that come in aren't gonna be so lucky."

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hehe"How about thish–" he'd pull his hands through his hair– "if someone comes in here without a party, can you tell them that my booth's empty so they come join me? Enjoying this place alone sounds like such a bore."

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hehe"If that will get you to follow me, then yes, fine."

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hehe"Much appreciated."

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heheDirected by an otherwise unamused employee, Claudio was sent along the wooden path toward the end of a hall. Walked all the way from the desk to the very opposite end of the half-circle, Claudio was sat just at the end of the pool with a greater emphasis on the towering tree.

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hehe"I will return with a glass of water."

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hehe"And hopefully, another person?"

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hehe"Please, shut up."

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heheShe slid the door closed.

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[Shion Utsui]

少しでもゆっくり。 Today was a little different. In this place, no one really knew Shion. And the chances they would recognize him were slimmer, considering his more casual sense of dress. Since he was here to relax and do what he wanted, the youth chose to wear an ordinary t-shirt and shorts that he had gotten second-hand a few years ago. Not to mention, his behavior wouldn't be as monitored. "You get off work at five? How far is that from Ni-chōme? Ooh, good! Lemme add you, I'll text you when I'm there!" In the nearly empty lobby of the building, Shion was chatting it up with one of the male employees who was very clearly taking an abrupt break from cleaning the floor, his mop being set against the wall as the two of them were engrossed in planning over their two smartphone screens.  Obviously, there weren't any prohibitions on interacting with outsiders for UA students- but understandably a lot of people would want to keep their privacy with certain affairs. "Sir, would you like a room?" Shion and the man almost jumped as the returning female employee addressed the former, standing at the reception desk with a disappointed, yet simultaneously judging stare of a passive nature.  "U-uhm-" Shion struggled to find a suitable set of words to return while the employee he had been talking to grabbed the mop and pretended to not be involved at all, slightly red in the face as he went back to work. "Yeah, I'd like a room." Was all he could say as he walked up to the reception desk, rather warily from the embarrassment. "Room #4, down the hallway to your left." The woman said candidly, not seeing the need to show Shion the way due to his clear lack of an accent and more average demeanor. "T-thank you." Shion said before quickly making his way out of the lobby and from the presence of the two employees. With him gone, the male employee tried to explain to his co-worker, turning around weakly. "Sa- Sawa. . . " "Get me something from Famima and I won't talk about this to Manager Ishida." "Urk!" Meanwhile, Shion was feeling a complicated mix of happiness and disappointment. He made a new "friend", but they did. . . sort of get spotted. Hopefully the poor guy doesn't lose his job. 1- 2- 3- #4, there it was. Gripping the shallow handle with his small fingers, Shion opened the sliding door. Expecting to see an empty room. But instead, there was someone already there. ". . ." Who the hell was this guy? Why was he covered in scars? Why was he sitting like. . . that? What was up with his hair? The second uncomfortable silence of the day ensued as Shion looked down in silence at Claudio, debating on whether or not he should close the door to save face while he still can. Claudio Bernardo

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[Claudio Bernardo]

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You should have seen the look on your face! Bya ha hah ha!

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheIt must have truly been, just as he'd posited before, a day blessed by good fortune. What else could explain the breathtakingly short gap between his seating and the arrival of another to whom he could make the acquaintance of? Claudio could've sworn he'd sat down not more than a minute ago, and there already appeared another!

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heheAnd, more importantly than their arrival alone, there came the aspect of their intriguing visage. More so than just a trap designed to avoid loneliness, and even beyond a benign compulsion to be hospitable to his fellow man, the Brazilian wanted to talk with someone interesting. What better setting was there to get to know someone — to better understand this new world he was in — than to sit no more than a few feet away from them?

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heheHe thought it to be clever.

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heheClever or not though, the Brazilian's focus slowly shifted from the opposite person to the corner of the room. Then again, slowly, his gaze drifted again, this time to the leftmost corner, with only the sounds of the outside stream marking the passage of time. Until, finally, Claudio's vision centered itself back upon Shion. He seemed to take a pause for a moment, only for realization to set in a moment later.

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hehe"Oh!" He'd start, laughing aloud. "You're waiting for me to say something!"

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heheClaudio's mannerisms melted away from their previously rigid posture, with the Brazilian crossing his legs — something he didn't recall as disrespectful to the Japanese — and resting his elbow against his black and pink joggers, with his cheek the set atop his fist. Though his body was scarred in a multitude of places, the most obvious remained the wound beneath his eye and the large scar on his chest, the one that just barely peaked out from his choice of tank top.

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hehe"Pleaze, come in, come in!" He'd melodically drum a knuckle at the other end of the table, motioning for the entrant to take the opposite seat. As his body moved forward, his hair followed after him, seeming to be doing so independently of the Brazilian's efforts. "You have to tell me what you thought on that one; neve' tried to su'prise a strange' like thish befo'e, but the look on you' face was worth it!"

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heheClaudio slapped a hand on his knee as he laughed, looking away from Shion as he continued to do so. It wasn't his policy to always be comical, per se, but he did find a good laugh to be a preferred mood than most other alternatives. At the very least, it was a welcoming option, one much more inviting than a cold veil of stoicism.

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hehe"Oh, god," he'd wheeze, wiping a tear from his eye. "You're definitely a hiot!"

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[Shion Utsui]

あなたはだ～れ？ [Now Playing: Lounge] Claudio's laughing demeanor filled the room as the newcomer's stare stayed on him like stone for what seemed like forever. Shion was clearly thinking on how to approach the situation he found himself, unsure if what he was experiencing in the moment was- well, real at all. Shion glanced back to the corridor outside. Though there should have been chatter from the other rooms next to the one he was unexpectedly sharing with a Brazilian, none could be really heard at all. Claudio's words which seemed to blow past him like wind deafened anything that could be. . . external. Which made it possible that the culprit wasn't the obvious individual in front of him. The door to the room closed, but not before Shion entered. Seemingly willing to entertain Claudio's company for today. But unlike every other situation he had been in, that upbeat aura that seemed to surround him didn't seem to be anywhere right now. Every step that he took towards the other end of the low table showed the body language of someone who thought they were alone; Shion almost seemed a tad lethargic once he sat down. And during this whole time, not a single word was spoken to Claudio despite his attempt to be friendly. It was only after Shion set his small bag down that he even seemed to acknowledge the other person's existence. "You're real, aren't you?" The person with red hair, more grounded and straight compared to Claudio's "up there" look- sat with both of their legs bent to one side as he looked straight into the young adult's cartoonish face, the bare traces of a smile present. "You're real. And you're not like anyone else." This statement could have meant anything. And equally ambiguous was Shion's state of mind. Judging by how he was acting, it would have been reasonable to assume that he was under the influence of some illicit substance, some external factor that made him behave oddly. "I don't even know who you are- but I already feel like I don't have to be the way I always am today." Shion looked off to the side, towards the flowering Sakura tree that overlooked the pond full of colorful fish. The fallen petals that covered the water would eventually rot and brown, but in the present, they were quite beautiful. "It's a good day out there, isn't it?" Claudio Bernardo

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Are we caught up in the meeting of words and the world's beauty?

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Dragon's fire, prayer and thunder will not change my mind

[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheMaybe, for some, it was right to see Claudio as something bizarre, as an irregularity in this world seemingly born from nothing at all; such was the nature of his being, as was the nature of where he came from. Not in the literal place itself — Barra da Tijuca was a place just like any other, defined in its existence in reality — but in the place where "Claudio," as a person, came to be. Through the cracks of truth, the playful cloud appeared to seep in from the opposite realm, coagulating into the untethered being sitting across from Shion.

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heheShion was, by contrast, something unmistakably of this world, yet was still familiar with peering into its cracks and seeing the absurd that lay beyond it. Perhaps it was thus that their air of joviality — a presence Claudio didn't know existed — dropped when in the presence of that unmistakably foreign identity. What need was there for it, when the intruder didn't expect from them what reality did?

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heheWhether or not that made Claudio "unlike anyone else," however, he didn't mind, nor was he fixated upon finding the distinction. As he was, it didn't matter if he was considered aligned with his peers or to be an exception to their rule; his path wouldn't change regardless of his similarity or lack thereof. Maybe that, in itself, was the answer to this notion. But, of course, he couldn't care less whether it was or whether it was not.

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hehe"Hmm," he'd hum, "did I spook the 'usual self' outta ya?" Just as he was to the person in front of him, Shion was a mystery yet unexplored to the Brazilian; or, as he would prefer to see them, a story he had yet to understand but still the time to see its climax. To that end, with his thumb and forefinger, he scratched at his chin and the imaginary facial hair he possessed. "Or maybe, hm... Oh, let me guess! You're the 'comic relief' of your friends, right? The one who has to keep the spirits high for everyone?"

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heheIf so were the case, Claudio could imagine himself to be someone who could shoulder that burden in this place. Not that he ever intended to be anything but that lively energy, anyway.

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heheFollowing Shion's gaze out into the pond and the looming tree, the Brazilian rested his elbow against the low table. Was that rude? He couldn't recall. "It's that time of spring, ain't it? That 'time of new beginnings' and all that?" He rested his cheek in his hand. "Bit funny when you think about it, though; I mean, aren't there 'new beginnings' happening all the time, throughout the year?"

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hehePetals continued to fall down from the sakura trees, blossoms dipping into the waters and sinking beneath the light.

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hehe"Not that there's anything wrong with it, but that it's, y'know, curious. Do ya think we're just trying to explain that beauty? Like... Like we're trying to put it into words, I guess?"

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[Shion Utsui]

私って、誰？ Claudio was spot-on with what he had "done" to Shion. Something that shocked the recipient to the point that he turned around and looked at the odd person for a second. "Y-You. . . " How did you know? The cloud-boy's second sentence perplexed Shion further, but in a moment it actually had the opposite effect of calming him down and allowed him to approach the situation more level-headedly. "Pff- haha!" Breaking into laughter, the effeminate youth leaned back on both of his arms stretched back behind him. The absurdity of the fact that Claudio was spot-on for the first guess, only to miss horribly on the second one, was enough to appear extremely silly to Shion. "Wrong, wrong! But I could assume the same about you, y'know! You have friends, right? You look like a funny guy!" Though Shion didn't visibly fit into an archetype barring the obvious "girly crossdresser", Claudio was an entirely different case. His "design" or rather his natural appearance seemed to physically yell at you to focus onto him. His thin wispy hair, massive eyes, and Cheshire grin all made him out to be someone full of that rare, unbridled silliness.  More than anyone else, he would have been the comic relief. And a friend who would definitely be wanted for new beginnings. Shion was definitely in the middle of one, it being the perfect season to represent it. The months for academic initiation, coming-of-age ceremonies, and graduation were all crammed into the three months of spring.  But Claudio was correct, new beginnings could happen at any time of the year without fail. Why, Shion's own decision to move away years ago happened in autumn. Arguably his most favorite season. He turned to the side once again to look at the sight outside. "I. . . don't know." Shion replied absentmindedly to Claudio's question, unsure about whether his comment of the outdoors really went that deep. Though, a wandering thought that he had just realized, managed to escape his lips. "It's weird- everyone goes through all these seasons, but it's as if my head's stuck in the cold. What does the beauty feel like to you?" Claudio Bernardo

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheOh, so close! And Claudio had thought himself improved in the realm of reading people; his first remark seemed to have found its mark, but the follow-up had entirely missed! Though, from a brighter perspective, he'd managed to nail one of two remarks — to deny himself credit for his initial success was to fail his instincts! Indeed, he'd managed that much, and that was sufficient for a first meeting. Nay, it more than sufficed; it was certainly a step in the right direction.

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heheIt was no fun to understand another right from the start, after all. No, as the Brazilian had found it amongst others, the most fascinating of stories — and people, by extension — were those who baffled the mind upon a first glance. The most entertaining to him were those who made his mind dance along, making him hang from their every word in the hopes of finding meaning to their actions. Did they hold themselves with vibrant energy, such as himself? Did they greet others, even strangers, with the same fervor of passion as they did their closest friends? Did they display their love for the world for all to see, regardless of judgment?

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heheAll such things were what elated the young man. Though, even beyond just the observation of all these things, Claudio found joy in the laughter he seemed to create wherever he took to — namely, the person that sat opposite to him at this low table. Their laugh was sweeter than he'd first imagined it, something more akin to a sugary delight than the smooth texture of a tea (as he'd first imagined), but all the greater in its sincerity. This, he thought, was well worth the awkwardness of his scheme.

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hehePerhaps it was that willingness to act in such an uncouth manner that made the playful cloud such an oddity amongst others. Could he imagine most others doing as he did, and living as he had? If others experienced the life he had, would they, too, become this same person who so readily laughed? Would they hold themselves with the same air of amusement, regardless of the circumstances in which they found themselves?

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heheWas it just his luck, then, that he was this person?

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heheNo, he didn't believe so. To leave himself and his personhood to the aspects of luck was something he couldn't rationalize. Claudio was sure many had lived a life similar to his own, yet had chosen to walk down tremendously different paths; it was him and his own attitude that, in the context of his experiences, made him the way he was. It was a choice to be this source of comic relief — it was his choice.

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heheAnd to that, as he fumbled his posture — now lying sideways along the floor — he'd simply laugh to his own contentment. "Beauty," he'd begin, raising an open-palmed hand to the ceiling, arcing his arm like a rainbow, "ish eve'ything, and eve'ything is beautiful; even the cold is wonde'ful if ya get a good spot next to the fi'e."

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heheRighting himself back into a seat, with his legs still crossed, the Brazilian placed a hand on either of his shoulders. "Imagine it with me: a cold, winte'y night — you've jusht come home from a ha'd day at work, let's say — and you ahive to you' family. You sluggishly peel off you' shoesh, place you' jacket on the hook near the door, and step into the view of you' parentsh. They can't know how exhaushted you are, since they don't feel eve'ything you feel, but they see you with those ti'ed eyesh; so, they decide to wa'm up the fi'eplace and offe' you a spot next to 'em." Claudio moved his hands to the table, gripping the edge and leaning himself forward over the rich wood. As he did so, his eyes seemed to flash with the few beams that made their way through the sakura tree. "Soundsh to me like a g'eat day for the cold, don'tcha think?"

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heheClaudio leaned away from the table, resting his arms behind him. "It's a lot the same fo' me, y'see." He'd lift a hand, pointing only his index finger up and closing his eyes. As he continued to speak, he'd twirl his finger in a circle. "I alwaysh wanna laugh, but that doeshn't mean I'm stuck. Or, well, I pe'sonally wouldn't say I am, anyhow. To me, it jusht means I'm staying true to myself and what I wanna be."

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heheAs he opened his eyes again, he rested his arm back against the mat. "If it's not w'ong for me to alwaysh have my head in the cloudsh, do ya think it's w'ong for you to have yours in the cold?"

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[Shion Utsui]

本当は誰？ Shion's metaphor was answered with another example, one that definitely did more than paint a better picture of what was going on inside his head.  "Anywhere can be paradise as long as you have the will to live." This quote he had heard in the past lingered in Shion's mind, though just because a problem he didn't really mean to have was resolved, didn't mean that it really put the main driver of these feelings to rest.  "If. . . people were there." Not to mention that what Shion wanted to say, once again had problems being understood on the first try. Maybe being more literal with his words would help. "The cold I'm stuck in isn't from the weather, it's because I can't find anyone who both can and can't see like I do." Can and can't see. From Shion's understanding, everybody had things they could and couldn't see in the world as they went about their lives- about 90% of people he knew seemed to see, hear, smell, touch, and taste the same things in life. While the remaining 10% saw things differently, and because of that interpreted the world differently. This explanation was how he tried to make sense of Mion, his sister's behavior both before and after her death. Shion had thought himself to be a part of the 90% in the beginning, but as Toto came into his life the isolation of being unable to understand and relate to other people began setting in. The deprivation of feelings this connectiveness couldn't be described by him as nothing but unfair. Recalling these thoughts, the youth opposite to the Cloud stared off into the distance. Shion's utterance of his own mental concept seemed to spiral the conversation in a direction that was a stark difference from the air Claudio was giving off. "Someone like you has to see things differently from everyone else, right? Even if you and me don't see things the same, I can tell that what's in both our heads makes us. . . different." Toto. Mion. Jingu. Dragon. Brain. Eye. Tongue. Nose. Ear. The Soul. Shion's grey matter made this connection. Connected terms with a meaning that brings them together, or just pure schizophrenia, nothing seemed to better express his thoughts any better. Thoughts that were his own, thoughts that would never be understood by possibly anybody but himself. "That's why I want to ask you. Do you know this feeling? Have you lived with it all your life?" Even without the knowledge of his name, this was the Shion which spoke these words. Claudio Bernardo

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]hehe"Diffe'ently, diffe'ently, diffe'ently," mused the cloud, twirling a finger through his bangs. Though solid, they flowed with his motion like a liquid, following as he mulled over the thought. Were he not distracted by his hair, he might have closed his eyes to think.

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heheIt wasn't wrong to think him unusual, Claudio supposed. Even in a world born of people who, for a lack of their own efforts, stood beyond the world's expectation — an undeniable reality — they still founded themselves in what already was. Such individuals, he supposed, lived by the world's framework; if they didn't know where "exceptionalism" began on their own, how could they register the opposite?

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heheHe wondered if, by that same merit, it was harder to identify the remarkable.

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hehe"Su'e, I p'obably don't see eye-to-eye with eve'yone, or even jusht mosht people in gene'al," he began, crossing his arms over his chest, "but I mean, doesh anyone?" Continuing to speak, his hands — resting against opposite arms — shifted here and there, their fingers moving and pointing as he did. "Like, what's the diffe'ence between how you and I think, for ezample?"

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heheIf Shion considered the two of them abnormal in their regard — a notion Claudio wouldn't outright disagree with — then surely, there was a basis for how they differed. What divorced them from the rest of the world? How could something of such epic scale be done, and if there was a concrete answer, could it be repeated?

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heheIn this regard, Claudio found himself shaking his head.

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hehe"I'm not saying we're 'normal'–" he spoke with air quotes– "o' anything like that — hell, I'm going to school in Japan of all placesh — but what do you think actually sepa'ates us from the resht?"

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heheLeaning back and opening his posture, the Brazilian tilted himself away from the table, his legs remaining crossed. He swore his mom had something about the connotations of that. What had she said, again? Regardless, Claudio placed a hand against his chest. What little had been shown of his scar now hid away from sight, though the rest of his musculature, minor scars and all, still remained prominently apparent.

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heheWho would want to be so alien, after all? He couldn't find a reason to take pride in that kind of existence — if anything, Claudio thought it to be a miserably lonesome existence. If he were to entirely cut himself from people, he wouldn't get to hear about other people, about their successes and their failures, and how they continued into the present day. Only thinking from himself would surely lose its luster if he lived like that.

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hehe"Besidesh, it's not like I can speak for how anyone else thinks, y'know? I can speak for how I do, since it's my b'ain 'n all, but I can't go deciding by myself how everyone else does."

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heheHis hand would hang from his chest, with his thumb acting as the anchor point placed directly in the center. "I'm not saying I've neve' been lonely, or even that the majo'ity of people get my deal, but what's the problem if they don't? I'm lucky enough to live in a wo'ld full of people way diffe'ent than me, after all!"

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[Shion Utsui]

他人こそは、何？ A problem that came with speaking from the heart, from pure emotion was that the words couldn't be explained with a 1:1 accuracy. As opposed to cold logic, words of emotion weren't guaranteed to have a basis in material reality. It was kind of like a myth- a belief that many people share, yet are unable to prove. But just like the act of believing in something that can't be proven, the act of feeling itself was still real.  "Well. . . in that case, I guess a good place to start is how I don't trespass on property illegally. That's how you got in right? Through the window." Like a honey badger, the cocaine-addled cousin of the mongoose, Claudio must have crept through the window of this very room- opening it from the outside, then slipping in. Even though Shion didn't like honey badgers very much, he was willing to tolerate this particular one due to what he saw in him. Little did he know the truth of how Claudio indirectly planned everything, however spontaneously. As if in a direct response to the Cloud's barrage of inquiries, Shion took the cup of tea set before him- one that had already grown cold like second-hand bathwater, and drank all of it in one gulp. Like he needed the caffeine boost to get through this conversation. The earthenware cup of mint-like color with brown lining, resembling the colors of a blighted leaf came back down to the table with a thud. "Of course!" The youth opposite to the cloud was now giving him his full attention, eyes and expression determined while also confident. "The answer to that's so obvious! It's because-" Was it coming? The source, the truth to validate Shion's skewed view of others and himself? ". . ." Nothing seemed to come and finish the sentence though. He simply remained frozen in place for a few seconds, before sitting back down and scratching the side of his head- at a loss. Scritch, scritch- ". . ." Even after the scritches, nothing came. Shion's expression of confused dejection was almost comedic considering the circumstances, and how hard he was trying to have a serious conversation in lieu of many a western novel that waxes philosophically.  "Aww, I feel like I almost had it! I thought I'd finally have an answer if I talked to someone like you!" In all earnest, Shion being aware of his emotions didn't mean he knew the source from whence they came. He knew the social connection that was most probable- but his situation was comparable to being bitten by a snake, knowing you were poisoned, but not knowing what the venom in specific was. Or even what the species of snake was because you didn't see it. You stepped on it without looking. "I. . . don't know. I know it when I see it and feel it- but when it's gone, it's gone from my head too. I can't explain what it is that's different between us and everyone else." Claudio Bernardo

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheClaudio didn't suppose himself, like his counterpart did, an oddity amongst oddities. He was not so bold — at least, not as he held himself now — as to label himself as anything notable in that regard, especially within the company he now resided. Amongst them, he was sure he wasn't the most intriguing. And, thus, he could revel in the others' tales.

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heheThough he might have been brazen enough to trespass upon places he shouldn't, this was not one such occasion. No, by the standards he was told to abide by — UA had an "image to be upheld" or something like that — he couldn't go waltzing into restaurants without paying for his place, especially not upon the whims he was normally pulled by.

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heheFor the time being, though, he'd play by that preposterous narrative. As Claudio found it, this conversation was most interesting if he was perceived as a "coaked-up mongoose," even if he wasn't being entirely truthful; it sounded much more like an issue needing verbalization.

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heheBesides, it was hilarious.

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hehe"Hmmmm," hummed the cloud, resting his hands in his lap, "I guess treshpassing ish a bit odd to mosht people." His musings, airy in their lack of concern, breezed by without much thought. Instead, his posture remained loose, swaying just a tad as he maintained his balance. "But I mean, ish it necessa'ily wei'd fo' me to jusht be in placesh?"

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heheEven if he hadn't done so in this instance, it wasn't out of Claudio's repertoire to do as he was thought to have done. It was for that reason he could so readily take on the appearance Shion saw him by, however incorrectly.

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hehe"I can't say I'm heally hu'ting anyone, or even cauzing much of a huckush. I'd argue I'm good conve'sation."

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hehe"But that's beside the point." As he continued to speak, he'd lean further and further back, his arms stretching as he held onto his seat. "O' well, I guess that ish the point? Ash much the point ash 'being diffe'ent' ish, I guess?"

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heheUnder the lens of the narrative he was going by, he supposed it was an odd inclination of him to have. Then again, in a world of far odder individuals, was harmlessly trespassing as bad a thing to do? Though he would have been more immediately bizarre to the opposite man, there were many more whose actions were some mixture of harmful and illegal — and surely, from that angle, he was less a demonstration of the matter at hand than many other theoretically existent people.

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hehe"Still, don't mosht people just think of doing these things? They may not act on it like me, but they still think to do the same — how much doesh 'doing' make me diffe'ent?"

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[Shion Utsui]

彼はわかっていない。 Shion looked at Claudio as if he had just said the dumbest thing in the world. "You know, private property's "private" for a reason. If a person own's that land, they kind of have a right to not have people trespassing on it." The cloud's ruse which Shion had inevitably started had him believing in all of it- hook, line, and sinker. Claudio trying to argue for the logic of trespassing not being harmful, immediately made him suspicious as to whether or not he really did come in without paying. Though, what he said next would seem to sap the situation of all possible tension when it came to legality. Shion leaned back and looked off to the side, pouting slightly. "Buuut I'm not gonna rat you out. It's not every day I can meet someone like you." It seemed that if something matched his own agenda or benefitted him in some way, Shion was willing to give some victimless crimes a pass. Despite being for property rights, his moral code when it came to the law seemed to be relatively lenient. Arguably, he was just as guilty as Claudio for tolerating such actions. "But anyways- think about it! If someone just breaks a small law like that and there's no consequence, it makes it look like breaking the law in general's completely fine!" Sitting back up, Shion put both hands onto the table in front Claudio and tried to put his words into a little picture made by his fingers playing a human jaywalking or vaulting a fence. It was definitely silly, but a way of illustrating the point he was trying to make. Following that moment, Claudio's words about intrusive thoughts and whether someone takes action or not- didn't seem to hit the mark that was Shion's cranium. The youth didn't get how that helped illustrate his point at all. In fact, he began suspecting that the cloud was just being pedantic for no reason. Not that he knew what "pedantic" even meant. "Doing it makes all the difference! You're literally moving your body and stuff to change something that's real and not just in your head!" Shion pointed at Claudio directly while saying this, almost like he was accusing him of trespassing despite the lack of evidence. Claudio Bernardo

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[Claudio Bernardo]

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oof a month since I last posted here AAAAAAAAAAAA

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Dragon's fire, prayer and thunder will not change my mind

[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheClaudio continued to bounce from side to side, further and further indulging in his cartoonish amusement, tilting his sides — his ears — to the many, many, many thoughts Shion had in mind. Did most people need to think so much? As he continued to sit there, legs crossed over one another as he bobbed to and fro, away and towards, he couldn't help but silently giggle.

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heheHe couldn't imagine what such a mind was like. Constantly asking itself questions it didn't yet understand, picking apart every little detail that slipped into its path, complicating things where they didn't need to be — how troublesome that must be! And to link everything to an outcome, to "punishments" and "rewards?" Yes, people were quite silly like that. Undoubtedly, humans were the silliest species to ever walk the Earth, from now to the rest of time!

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heheIt was so that, as Shion shot that accusatory finger across the table, Claudio could only offer an energetic sigh. Alongside it, the cloud wagged his finger. In fact, after ceasing his bouncing and staring directly across the table, Claudio snapped his fingers with a flashing sheen.

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hehe"Yesh, it's jusht as I fea' — you'e a dummy."

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heheWhat had previously been his boisterous, upbeat tone now met with a stern, monotone statement. An observation of act, he might say, that Shion was a big dummy. Perhaps even the biggest of dummies — the dummy most deserving of the cap.

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hehe"A 'small law?' And 'doing it makesh all the diffe'ence?' Man, you' hila'ioush, dummy!" Slapping his knee, Claudio roared up a storm of laughter, a swaying sound that bristled past Shion's cheek and pricked at the inside of his ear. "No 'law' is small — but it'sh you who'sh calling it small! Thinking isn't jusht thinking; thinking is doing!"

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hehe"And consequences?" He'd snort, struggling to continue. As he laughed further, stumbling through his words as he went, he'd clap his hand along the top of his head, his fingers sinking into his curly hair that now rose from between them. "Why believe in them fo' the lawsh you call 'small?' You'e way too funny, you goof!"

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heheAnd thus, he continued to laugh. At some point he fell over on his back, gripping his hands over his stomach as his voice carried through the room, endlessly beating against Shion's eardrums in their infinite source of humor — a humor Claudio couldn't contain for someone like Shion.

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[Shion Utsui]

迷い。 Shion's finger, together with the air of accusation, lowered as contempt and confusion mixed to ferment into a facial expression that communicated loss. Almost horror. What a sham this cloud was. All that silly coating of a quirky clown- just to reveal something underneath which completely unnerved his human senses. But to put it into such words, did that mean that Claudio came across as someone who wasn't human in nature? Surely, dehumanizing the person in front of you was never the moral choice.  However, Shion couldn't think of any person in his life that thought this. . . freely. Scratch the idea of a honey badger, this guy was definitely some kind of monkey. A little monkey from the jungle that knew nothing but doing what it wanted, when it wanted. If Shion had a banana right now, he'd have thrown it out the window to see if he chased after it. "Ah. . . um." The youth withdrew more towards his side of the room as the cloud continued laughing, calling him a dummy. It was immediately clear that Shion would only be going in circles if he kept arguing with the man across the table.  "Okay, okay- can the dummy ask for a name? Yours?" He asked Claudio sheepishly, cutting their debate short as the cloud kept laughing and rolling on the tatami below them both. Claudio Bernardo

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[Claudio Bernardo]

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I don't just get one name — I have two! Isn't that amazing?

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[attr="class","sixShpost"]heheClaudio laughed even harder. Rolling from side to side on the mat, one hand clasped over his face and the other on his stomach, his cheer bounced from wall to wall, from wood to sheets and vice versa, regardless of how much laughter they gourged themselves upon. Hidden amongst the laughter were the sounds of his body stumbling across the floor.

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heheFor a moment, Claudio rolled over onto his stomach, clapping his hand against the floor and kicking his feet up and down.

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hehe"I don't know, can the dummy ashk fo' a name?"

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hehePushing himself up and off the floor with his back now turned to the witch, Claudio arched himself over, resting his spine against the edge of the table and peering Shion with an upside-down grin. If Shion peered beyond his widely bared sheen, he'd find the man's back bending just a bit beyond what a human normally should — normally could.

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hehe"I'd tell ya it'sh hude to ask without saying you'sh firsht, but you p'obably don't even know who to call you'self!"

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heheTwisting his body around — his forearms resting balancing him against the table — he leaned over the top, just short of being directly face-to-face with his opposite. "But me?" Claudio shoved a hand forward, quite literally so into Shion's chest, before properly offering it. "I'm Claudio! Or Kizai, depending on you' pe'suazion — would be a shame to have two namesh but not hear both, y'know? It'd be a complete waste!"

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heheBy this point, Claudio was lying atop the table, his legs bent to the floor and his chest against the wood. He may have accidentally pushed Shion's empty cup towards him and off the table; whether he did or didn't, he didn't catch it.

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