why am i so aaangryyyyyy why am i so maaaaad

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[ he currently has one black eye and one (pretty painful, actually) stab wound in his leg, not to mention a boatload of stress weighing him down like a sack of bricks on his back - but, evidently, he still has some energy to burn, even now. When they wake up again - he's quick to check himself for more mysterious injuries or equally mysterious fashion accessories - he makes sure that Angel is all right before making a beeline back to the apartment room. There, he waits for his other still-living roommate.

The room still smells like singed bedcloth and fresh blood (he's not the type to clean when he's stressed, sadly) and Steve sits on the couch. The massive battleaxe has been removed from its position on the wall, though he didn't get it far; it's leaning against the back of the couch. He stands up as soon as Dazai enters. ]

Hey. We gotta talk.

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[ dazai returns to the apartment later than both angel and steve, although not by much. after the disappearance act that rhys pulled, it's only logical for him to want to return to his room. what if he's lurking in the shadows somewhere, waiting for someone else to nab?

while the singed smell to their room is strange, it's not unbearable, and it is for that reason that dazai will also do nothing to clean it up. he does notice that the battleaxe has moved just a little, but before he gets the chance to ask, it seems as if steve has something to discuss.

so he shuts the door behind him, tilting his head to the side. ]

Hmm? What is it?

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[ exactly?? rhys is like the boogeyman now, hiding under their beds with his dumb screaming robot ready to murder... ]

Listen -- our room is obviously not safe. The old man got killed and dragged in here, Angel got that collar slapped on her. And the one that did it probably wasn't Rhys. Not that that matters much, since that nutjob is still running around out there somewhere.

[ the last bit is said in an undertone. he crosses his arms. ]

You always seem like you know a lot about what's going on. [ probably because he actually investigates things instead of being dumb like steve... his face hardens a little bit. ] Should I be worried about that?

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I managed to convince you of that? Wow, I'm good. To be honest, no matter how many scenes I look into, I probably don't know any more than you do.

[ just... give him a moment, because he's actually somewhat shocked? sure, he felt as if he knew what was going on for an entire day or two, but then mitsutada's body exploded on him this morning and left him a nice cut across his cheek, and that basically puts him back to square one with investigations.

but he does understand what steve is getting at, and his tone takes on a more serious shift. ]

Only if you think I should be worried about you. After all, making yourself look suspicious right before the battery incident, getting into fistfights with other people, and offering useless ideas during the trial... if we want to have this kind of conversation, then your actions could be called distractions, couldn't they?

[ like tying someone down with a rope to keep them in place for the night, or something... poor steve, just doing his dumbest best. ]

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[ HE IS TRYING VERY HARD TO BE SMART. it's not working out very well, obviously. Steve is obviously offended by the accusation, crossing his arms over his chest in a slightly adversarial way. ]

Hell no! I had nothing to do with any of that! I just wanted to help Angel! [ which he didn't do a very good job of - that, he's aware of. He huffs, frustrated, before taking a few steps to the side, gears in his head turning. It's obvious he's all wound up. ] -- Okay, listen. It's not like I suspect you, all right? It's just that none of this makes any sense, and it's getting crazier every day! Everyone's got secret agendas and crap, and I don't have a clue. I just need something.

[ he misses his guns. ]

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Oh. That's what you should have started with, actually.

[ listen, he thought steve was going to accuse him of being a staff member, or something. but now that he isn't being suspected, he relaxes his posture. but even if dazai did actually have a secret agenda, he's also too secretive of a person to admit it. but at the very least, he can start steve on the path of thinking. ]

Are you sure that you don't have a single clue at all? Think about all the people you've talked to, the interactions you've had, and the profiles that you've looked over. When you put everything together and think about it, it's not possible to not have a clue. Don't you think so, too?

[ real question: are those guns as big as that axe... if so, it has to stay home ]