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I OWN NOTHING IN THIS FANFICTION EXCEPT FOR MY OCs. I DON'T OWN MUCH OF ANYTHING WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT...
Gynesis's apartment; 3:45am__
The exorcist in red and owner of the apartment was sitting on his couch with his closest friend and brother in arms, while a familiar redheaded male with fox ears sitting on the arm chair opposite to both. The three engaging in conversation.
With his straight purple hair cut just below his ears, Gynesis Urahara slouched in his couch. Still wearing his red tracksuit with a stripe running down the side, the one he'd left the house in a few hours ago to exorcise a corrupt church of demons not too long ago.
Mugen, wearing his signature beach outfit without the sandals, was in the middle of asking a question as he too slouched, his index finger pointing at his close ally's chest as a segmented sword lay on his lap. Having woke up not too long ago, the blond didn't even bother brushing his bed hair away before grabbing celebratory rum from the fridge and setting it up for his homie who'd returned without a scratch.
The beach goer's finger lead to a purple gemstone with a white power symbol etched into it, which was currently sitting on Gyensis's chest. It looked quite inexpensive as it hung on by a tacky looking string around the male's neck.
"This? What about it?" The exorcist answered the off screen question with an on screen one, shrugging as he held the string to bring it level with his gaze. "It's what my mom left me before disappearing, what else do you wanna know about my biological mother's keepsake?"
"Bruddha, you've had that thing around your neck since you was 14, dat's gonna be 7 years in 2 weeks when you turn 21. And every time I ask about it before, you don't answer. Why?" Mugen pressed further, apparently for the first time in 7 years. His face making it clear how curious he was about the artifact around his brother's neck.
"I woke up on my 14th birthday with this around my neck and a note saying it's a surprise tool that'll help me later." The exorcist deadpanned, sounding way too rehearsed for that to be the first time he's said that.
The room fell silent, not awkward but definitely not pleasant in nature. Mugen stared at Gynesis, obviously waiting for more to come out of his mouth. Nothing more was said by the man as he looked at the source of his scrutiny at that moment with a curious gaze.
"You've said that 36 times over a span of 4 years." Interjected the fox man, arms folded like he's rewatching the same soap opera episode for the 30th time.
"Well so far it's just been a piece of pretty good drip so I ain't complainin', Laz." The man shrugs, brushing off both his friend's stare and the fox's words as he lets go of the thing, letting it plop on his chest and letting out a deep sigh. One of mild annoyance.
Mugen sighed too, but his was more out of exasperation than anything else.
"A piece of drip you can't get rid of since it teleports back to around your neck whenever you take it off and it gets too far away." Lazarus shook his head, getting up from the armchair and heading to the kitchen. "Ya'll want anything?"
Laz stepped into the kitchen quicker than a fat guy stepping into NepDonald's line. Not even a second had passed between his first step and the sounds of multiple cabinets opening filling the air.
"Yeah, lemme get dat box of crix over day nah?" Mugen piped up, getting a box of crackers tossed at him from across the room with perfect accuracy as it smacked the guy right in the forehead. Tanks."
The box opened on contact, with the contents landing directly on his lap in a quite an elegant array. Almost like speed-drawn art made of unsalted crackers. Speed drawn art that spelt out "KYS".
"Keep yourself safe," Gynesis read out loud as he looked the letters over. "Wow thanks for the encouraging words, lazarus!"
With an overly cheery tone, the exorcist sent a thumbs up at the ginger male. In response, Laz sent out a middle finger without so much as facing the recipient of the disrespect in question.
"Yo you gone linx the peanut butt-(yo, are you gonna pass the peanut butt-)" Mugen tried asking for peanut butter, only to get interrupted by a bottle of Neptella barely missing his forehead and bounding off the head rest behind him and landing on the man's lap. The disruption to the letters spelling a new set of letters.
This time saying "SYBAU" and facing Gynesis specifically. Who didn't even blink before responding to the clear sign of hostility with an upbeat response.
"Stay young, beautiful and unique? Thanks for the reminder Laz~" The apartment owner chirped happily, almost mockingly so, turning around to ask for something himself. "Yo lemme get that-"
Before he could even finish his question, the apartment owner had to duck to evade a flying block of cheese from hitting his face. He'd catch it instead, stopping it barely a few inches away from Mugen's face. Who sat there unflinching and already eating his crackers.
"Is that all?" Lazarus asked, not even waiting for a response as he walked back into the living room holding a whole baked chicken in his hands.
"yeah bhai," Mugen chirped halfway through his crix and peanut butter reserves.
"With that out of the way, we can finally start movie nigh-" Gynesis was about to proclaim starting an event, but an unfamiliar feminine voice stopped him from finishing his sentence.
Pouring with feminine charm and completely new to every male in that room, a woman shouted out a proclamation, the source seemingly starting from the front door of the apartment. Clear as day, the one who'd interrupted the exorcist was someone we've met before. Someone whose proximity to anyone other than herself spelt bad news for said entities. She was-
"I've got that henny my system! Somebody's bouta BE my victim!"