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[He doesn't remember much about his execution.
Oh sure, he remembers the lead-up to it; he remembers how the others looked on as he was led away and sure, he remembers Ishimaru's screams. He doesn't remember the death cage nor does he remember the sudden pain before it was all over.
It made waking up here incredibly confusing.
"Here" must be some sort of afterlife, but Mondo hasn't been able to figure out what it is, exactly. It's obviously not heaven (he's killed two people, he doesn't belong in heaven), but it doesn't seem to be hell either. Things are monotonous, yes, but they're not bad.
That leaves the option of purgatory, which Mondo is more or less fine with. It's better than spending an eternity suffering. It's probably not right for him to stay here instead of moving on to hell, but he doesn't know how or when that will happen. He's content to leave it at that for the time being.
This place is a rather large city - half of it is full of native English speakers, whom Mondo tends to avoid (his English is atrocious, after all), the other half is full of Japanese speakers. The city itself doesn't seem to be anywhere Mondo has ever seen, but it's large and spread out, with plenty to explore and do. Mondo hasn't seen everything there is to see though; he's only been here for a few weeks, and he knew if he wanted to make ends meet, he'd need a job first. Exploring could wait.
It's convenient that there's a carpenter's shop just down the road from the apartment Mondo woke up in. It might not technically be his, but he's been staying there until he can afford to properly rent it out. No one has complained so far, so he figures it's fine for the time being. The carpenter works him to the bone and he's never been so exhausted in his life when he comes home, but it's a good kind of exhaustion that means he's doing something productive. He can't make up for what he's done in the past, but he can help out here.
He's off work for the day, lounging around in what serves as the living room of his apartment, flipping through the newspaper. The dates here are all screwed up - it's almost winter here and he knows he'll have to put some money away toward buying proper winter clothes. That's only a minor concern though, because he has much bigger things to worry about.
In a city this large, it's possible that he's just missed seeing the others. He hasn't been looking very hard, admittedly. He's not sure what to say to them when he does see them. "Sorry" simply won't cut it for Fujisaki. He doesn't really want to see Kuwata, Enoshima, or Maizono either. He's sure it's only a matter of time before one of them finds him, or before someone else shows up here.
All he can do is hope that it won't be Ishimaru.]
Oh sure, he remembers the lead-up to it; he remembers how the others looked on as he was led away and sure, he remembers Ishimaru's screams. He doesn't remember the death cage nor does he remember the sudden pain before it was all over.
It made waking up here incredibly confusing.
"Here" must be some sort of afterlife, but Mondo hasn't been able to figure out what it is, exactly. It's obviously not heaven (he's killed two people, he doesn't belong in heaven), but it doesn't seem to be hell either. Things are monotonous, yes, but they're not bad.
That leaves the option of purgatory, which Mondo is more or less fine with. It's better than spending an eternity suffering. It's probably not right for him to stay here instead of moving on to hell, but he doesn't know how or when that will happen. He's content to leave it at that for the time being.
This place is a rather large city - half of it is full of native English speakers, whom Mondo tends to avoid (his English is atrocious, after all), the other half is full of Japanese speakers. The city itself doesn't seem to be anywhere Mondo has ever seen, but it's large and spread out, with plenty to explore and do. Mondo hasn't seen everything there is to see though; he's only been here for a few weeks, and he knew if he wanted to make ends meet, he'd need a job first. Exploring could wait.
It's convenient that there's a carpenter's shop just down the road from the apartment Mondo woke up in. It might not technically be his, but he's been staying there until he can afford to properly rent it out. No one has complained so far, so he figures it's fine for the time being. The carpenter works him to the bone and he's never been so exhausted in his life when he comes home, but it's a good kind of exhaustion that means he's doing something productive. He can't make up for what he's done in the past, but he can help out here.
He's off work for the day, lounging around in what serves as the living room of his apartment, flipping through the newspaper. The dates here are all screwed up - it's almost winter here and he knows he'll have to put some money away toward buying proper winter clothes. That's only a minor concern though, because he has much bigger things to worry about.
In a city this large, it's possible that he's just missed seeing the others. He hasn't been looking very hard, admittedly. He's not sure what to say to them when he does see them. "Sorry" simply won't cut it for Fujisaki. He doesn't really want to see Kuwata, Enoshima, or Maizono either. He's sure it's only a matter of time before one of them finds him, or before someone else shows up here.
All he can do is hope that it won't be Ishimaru.]

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[He's still hesitant, though; after a moment, he keeps going.]
...I got...killed. By the last person I fought with. Back home.
[He's avoided discussing what happened in Hope's Peak with Mondo since he arrived; it's never been anything he's wanted to talk about. He's managed to get the point across that pancakes and butter in general aren't okay, and it's obvious that he died somehow, but that's all he's felt Mondo really needed to know; he's still not sure if this is going to go anywhere, but at least it's something.]
I know you wouldn't do that to me, but it's not really something I've forgotten about.
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[Of course that would upset him, why hadn't he thought of that? He didn't know how Ishida had died, true, but surely he could have at least tried to be a bit more gentle with him?]
I'm sorry. 'Course I'd never do anything like that to you.
[Unless he blacks out...]
It's... it's okay. We're here now. Nothing's gonna hurt you like that again.
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[That seems to relax him a bit; after a moment, he leans up against Mondo again.]
I've got you now. You take care of me.
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[He immediately moves to play with Ishida's hair, smiling once again.]
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I trust you, kyoudai. And I know that I was being stupid about it, it just...I don't know, I was pretty sure I'd fucked things up.
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It hurt to think about, you know?
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You didn't. Like I said, you could never fuck things up that badly! No matter what happens, we'll always have each other!
[He pauses there, thinks about it, then adds onto it.]
...But I guess I see what you're saying. If you really had fucked things up, I imagine it would've hurt a lot to think about. I... fuck, I thought I fucked things up too. I was worried you wouldn't come home and shit. But it's okay! You needed some time to yourself, I get that!
[Well, not really, but he at least understands that Ishida needs time alone!]
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I missed you a hell of a lot, but I...I guess I thought you wouldn't want me to come back anyway.
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[He continues playing with Ishida's hair, trying to soothe him some. This is difficult to talk about and he can't do much more than offer vague reassurances, but he's trying.]
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[Especially after what you told him tonight, um.]
I guess at the time part of it was because I was thinking you might...I don't know.
[He's quiet for a moment, though he's clearly frustrated; give him a second to find words.
Of course, when he does they're more than slightly bitter.]
He never would have fought with you like that.
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Maybe not, but it's okay. It's alright to fight with your friends sometimes. Fuck, if we didn't fight at all I'd be a little worried, I mean, our personalities aren't exactly the best match, y'know? So... it's alright.
[Is it obvious that he's not sure what to say? Because he has no idea what to say.]
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Still miss him a lot?
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[This doesn't get any easier to talk about, but at least Mondo's looking at Ishida this time.]
But like I said, I'll be okay. He wouldn't want me to be down about it.
[At least, he doesn't think so.]
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...he'd be happy to know that you're still alive somehow. That'd be the most important thing to him, that you're still living on and looking forward. And you've come a long way since we -
[He falters a bit then, seeming slightly bothered, before he fixes it.]
Since you were in the school. Both of you. You've made something of yourself here, you're doing what you wanted to do. Fixing things instead of breaking them.
I...I really think he'd be proud of you, kyoudai.
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You really think so? I mean, I'm just doing what I can to get by.
[He isn't sure what to make of that pause there, but he dismisses it for the time being.]
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Yeah, I do! I mean, I'd know, right?
But I think it's...okay, to miss him. He just wouldn't want it to take over, you know?
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[Mondo hugs Ishida tightly for a moment. It's such a relief to hear that for some reason he's not really aware of. Ishimaru wouldn't want him to dwell on it.]
I'll always miss him, but I won't let it drag me down. I'll be fine!
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[He'll just return that hug, okay.]
I mean, I can't always tell you for sure what he'd say, but I...I remember him well enough to know what he'd think of shit. And he'd be really fuckin' proud of you.
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[...]
...mattered. What...mattered - you know what I mean, it's complicated shit!!
[He shakes his head a bit, as though to clear it, before moving on.]
Look, he'd just want you to be happy. That's what would be important to him, first and foremost. Don't worry about him; he always hated it when people worried about him.
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[He'll just nuzzle Ishida for that, alright.]
Thanks. I really appreciate it.
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Hey, anytime. I love you and I do what I can.
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Yeah, well, I'll always appreciate it!
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Don't mention it! Anytime you wanna...I don't know, talk to me about that sort of shit, I don't mind.
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[He ruffles Ishida's hair affectionately.]
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[So. Much. Nuzzling. Tho.
...god, you are not getting any sleep tonight, are you...]
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