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WHO: okuya$u & emma
WHERE: emma's place and then who fucking knows
WHEN: now yall
WHAT: giving children bullet dispensers
WARNINGS: emma has a gun

[Now that he's received one whole ammo-dispensing ribbon that he does not need, Okuyasu figures he'll dutifully give it to someone who does need bullets for her fucking rifle. That would be Emma, who he should probably check up on and say hey to anyway, so off he goes with ribbon in hand to Emma's Flavo cottage.

knock knock knock knock knock]

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[Two knocks would have been enough. Needy.

Emma does not open the door! Instead her head pops over the edge of the roof. What's up, down below.]

Hey there, Okuyasu!

[........Okay. Okuyasu blinks and looks up, and he is a dingus who has leaned out his upper story bedroom window to yell at people coming to the door, himself, so. This is normal.]

Yo!

[does she have a ladder... he will climb this cottage.]

I got something you're gonna want!

[Thanks for not questioning the wild child. And his offer definitely piques her interest and she starts to get fidgety. She shoots a glance over her shoulder, back to Okuyasu, over her shoulder, and then waves a hand with a hammer in it. She doesn't drop it, thankfully, but she does gesture over to the old tree growing next to her cottage.]

I'm in the middle of something so come on up! [she really wants to see this thing, but after a beat.] As long as it's something that can be carried up here!

[Please don't wreck her roof with something heavy?? It's old enough as it is.]

[He looks-- and alright, sure!! He will climb this tree to get onto the roof. Jesus. He holds up his hands to show her he's got nothing heavy - in fact he only has this prize ribbon, which he shoves in a pocket before he goes over to the tree.]

You're gonna like it, I swear!

[And Okuyasu... climbs... the tree in Emma's yard. Thank god her cottage has been fixed up by now compared to the first month, or his huge dude mass would go straight through when he squints at the distance from the tree to the roof and makes the little jump over. Parkour.]

I got you... [he pulls out.....THE RIBBON!!!] a bullet-maker.

[Her cottage is fucking beautiful compared to the first month, okay. Even if some of the new boards are gray because they weren't part of the structure when it returned to color. It's fine. It's the roof. The only people seeing that are half the population that can fly.

All she see is the flash of blue in his hand before he starts his climb up the tree. Her curiosity is boundless. And she can't help the incredulous look when he claims it makes bullets of all things.]

A "bullet-maker"? No way, it's way too tiny! And also completely flat.

[One can get used to a certain level of bullshit magic, but really?? Emma is kneeling, staring at the cheap ribbon with rapt interest. She may be disbelieving but she isn't dismissive. Please provide a demonstration of this parlor trick. This has got to be good.]

We live in a magic coloring book world, kid. I'm telling you, it shits bullets.

[Shits bullets... He holds it by the string and wiggles it close to her face; take it, Emma. Enjoy it.]

You gotta give it a day or two, 'cause it just gave me some dumb rocks. I don't have a gun, so. Take it.

[Okuyasu puts a quarter in the swear jar-

No, but Emma accepts the mysterious artifact since it was being wiggled in her face and all. She flips it over to see the equally cheap fabric backside.]

Do I just wiggle it then and the bullets fall out?

[How does one operate a bullet shitter? She gives it a test wiggle to emphasize.]

[Emma, what did he just say about waiting... He doesn't know, anyway, it just sort of happened.]

Yeah, I guess? But uh... carefully?

[They are bullets.]

[It was for demonstrative purposes! And it was what he was doing with it...

She tilts her head at the careful suggestion. Uh.]

Carefully? Do they fall out messily?

[Because, like, bullets don't explode if you drop them. They aren't nukes.]

[That was just to wiggle it... Shut up. Anyway. Wait.

How do Guns work?? He suddenly realizes that he's gotten something wrong with his understanding of bullets here, and makes a face. Uh.]

Uh... yeah. Goes everywhere. Gotta pick 'em up.

[To be fair, Okuyasu would have no reason to know how bullets work. However, Emma can sense it. She feels the backpedaling.

And yet.]

I'll make sure to use it inside only. [And she gently folds it and puts it in her pocket. Safe.] Thank you.

[Cheekily letting his slip up go aside, she honestly is happy with the gift. The fact that he thought of her and everything. She pats his arm in thanks because a hug on a rooftop would be too dangerous even for her.]

[Thank you for sparing him, Emma, you are a lovely child. Okuyasu is satisfied that they're going to skip talking about how dumb he is about guns, but he climbed all the way up here, so now he'll just... lean back? Just chill up here on the roof.]

No problem. It's no good for me, but at least somebody needs it, right? Mr. F's been slacking with his dumb presents.

[This is some true 90s teenage rebellion here. Chilling on a roof. Emma tosses her work gear into a pile by whatever project she was chipping away at today. She can go back to that later, it's hang out time now.]

Mm... It does feel like there has been less color popping up compared to the beginning too. Maybe his gifts directly tie into that?

[Although there have been larger scaled changes in comparison to the small pops of color from the start. The lazy clouds drifting across the warm summer sun being full of life is one such improvement that was immediately apparent form their vantage point.]

Or maybe the other way around... More effort is going into the world instead of us?

[Hey you know what? Fuck the sun, Okuyasu wants food. He does indeed frown up at the sky, like sure, it's there, but was it worth it... was it...]

Who gives a shit about that? Not like we're gonna stay here forever. [They've both been here for six months, but you know who just disappeared the other day?? Okuyasu's best friend in the world!!! He's not convinced any of them are playing for keeps here.]

So he's just giving us garbage for what? So we keep doing dumb shit for him and he colors some more grass?

[tell him, 12yo senpai]

[How else are they going to cloud gaze and other mundane activities? Honestly, the sun really is important in the long run. The long run... Despite the wonderful people Emma has met in Chrome, truly they were family now, she can't help the squeeze of her heart when Okuyasu says forever. Six months she has been missing. Six whole months she hasn't had a word or update from home.

She kicks her legs, fidgeting to hide the discomfort. It's fine to vent with Okuyasu though, right? He's obviously not holding back.]

Hopefully not, but I'm still hoping that we'll be able to find a way out when it's back to normal. We had to have gotten here somehow. So there has to be a way back out. [Heck, people are being sent back all the time as it is! Well, probably being sent back home. They might not even have to wait until it's fully colorful to find it.] We just have to find a way to get in contact with him one way or another. I'm just betting that being on his good side will make it go smoother.

[Again! Not like this Mr. F has been forthcoming in replies! She sighs at the number of dead ends.]

[Of all people in the town to be a kindred spirit to his complaints, it's the 12 year old child... You know what, he'll take it! He will take it. He shrugs, watching a cloud go past.]

Bet he doesn't have a good side. [lmao...] He doesn't answer online and he screws with you if you try to find him the normal way...

[You know, digging. He thinks, then; people are coming in, and people are going out... perhaps there is an obvious solution.]

Could always trying going down the well again.

[Twelve or not Emma will call bullshit when she sees it. Being kidnapped for six months is squarely in bullshit territory.]

He still could though. I would rather hope that he does then give up on that line of thinking before we even get in contact. [Sorry, not sorry, she is too shonen protag to not believe in the heart of the antagonist.]

[However! Emma turns to face Okuyasu fully, eyes bright at the suggestion. The kindred spirit grows.]

You've thought about that too?! I've been thinking about how strange our arrival was for a while now- And then there was what happened to you at the well and everything. It's obviously important, right? But going in alone isn't smart since there's no one to watch your back if you black out. [like Okuyasu showed in his digging experiment.] We could watch each other's backs?

[Shut up Emma, Mr. F is full evil, Okuyasu can feel it.]

Uh-- sure, yeah. [yes he totally thought about this weird thing before now] You wanna check it out?

[Is this idea... dumb?! Yes, of course. He thinks about it and decides they might as well, considering nothing else has given anyone any answers around here. The mystery of the well is as close as they've come to anything of note, if only because it- or, well, someone- doesn't want them near it when they don't have to be.

So. Stupid ideas club is go.]

Let's do it! But how are we gonna get back out?

[Good response, bro! Hell yeah she wants to go into the well. She nods!]

Definitely. With both of us there one of us is bound to notice something!

[Probably. If all the weird stuff surrounding it actually proves to be anything for real. Now Emma has gone full tilt into planning this little exploration. Long live the stupid ideas club.]

We can prepare a rope or ladder beforehand. [Or! Combine the two with a rope ladder.] The issue would be preventing anyone else from moving it while we're down there. A lot of people visit the well.

[You know, since its one of the only sources of clean water. That they are going to be standing in. It's fine.]

I'll make a sign. No one'll tip the ladder down and strand us... uh, probably.

[Some people might, but he will find them, and he will destroy them. The sanitation of the well means nothing to him, considering people pop up in it every month anyway.

It's a great plan.]

Maybe in like a week? Just in case something gets weird around here again.

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