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?