Day 62: Men's Showers (4th Shift)

[forsworn]

This whole day had been quiet so far, and Kratos rather liked it that way. Aside from a mandatory therapy session, he had not been forced into talking with someone he didn't know under the pretense of making friends, nor had he been conversely accosted. There was still a report that he needed to give, if Sora would actually be around the next day for him to give it, but that was different. Reports and things of a more business-like nature agreed with him where small talk did not.

He was the first one into the showers for perhaps the first time, which meant that the often sought-after corner shower was now his for the taking. Kratos had no problem with communal showers, thanks to his time in the military, but the corner shower had this aura about it, this sort of vibe that clearly stated, "Do not bother me"--exactly what he was looking for, on a day where he'd enjoyed mostly peace and quiet.

Turning the water on, he waited for a few seconds under the spray to thoroughly soak his hair before reaching for the shampoo.

[OLD MAN CLUB MEETING NOW IN SESSION]

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[norainu]

"Yeah, if you haven't that's probably cause you haven't died yet," Renji said, grinning. "I'm one of the shinigami if you ever ran across any of us."

He snorted, sobering a little. "Wasn't gone so much as dead. Really dead instead of... uh... professionally dead."

[toxicspiderman]

"Wait, you're an angel?" Did the Japanese go in for angels? Shinigami sounded Japanese, at least. Or maybe that was just because it sounded like origami. Maybe they folded souls up into Picasso's barnyard pals and reincarnated people.

The fact that he was even thinking about this meant he'd spent way too long in this dive. Like comic books, people only stayed dead until it'd make more money to bring them back. Somewhere out there, someone had to have made him into an action figure. Had to. He could steal Barbie away from Ken and then she could dump him for Batman or something.

"Couldn't you just, like, flap your wings and get us all out of here?"

[norainu]

Renji laughed. "Angels are Christian things. I'm a death god. I just kill bad stuff that tries to eat souls. And sure, I could do something if I had my sword. But they took that, so I'm pretty much in the same boat as you living guys. Can't even walk through walls any more. Sucks ass."

He shrugged. "So what a biochemist do? And a corporation? Guessing that's some modern stuff that happened after my time of being alive."

Then again, he's also been a dirt farmer's kid, so it's not like he would have known anyway.

[toxicspiderman]

"You heard of chemistry yet? Just like that, but specifically with living things. Or things that were once living. I mostly track down people who poison things. Rivers, wells, land. Prove the assholes are guilty with science, then sic the real muscle on them." Which meant lawyers, but explaining that was beyond the scope of this exercise. "And corporations are just groups of people that sell things. Trade guilds, whatever. The big ones have ways of making things happen, though. Trade guilds crossed with a protection racket. Mafia. Yakuza. Basically bad news and big money."

"And we're just a couple of guys -- and gals -- in a few boats, going out there and putting our little selves on the line to get the info we need to bring their fucking houses down." He grinned. He loved his job. It was fucking awesome.

He'd boasted enough. Besides, he was curious. "There's things that eat souls?" Seriously? "Doesn't humanity give them indigestion? We're our own most toxic creation, man."

[norainu]

Renji laughed. "I kind of haven't. I been dead for... couple centuries, I guess. And I was some fuckin' dirt farmer's kid before that, so I didn't even know how to read. Chemistry sounds pretty fancy." But still, he could follow along with a lot of the other stuff. "So you're like... a crime fighting good guy. And I get the Yakuza thing. Sounds like bad stuff. So yeah, fight the good fight. That's fuckin' awesome."

Renji shrugged. "Shit that eats souls used to be human. Just is all hollowed out inside. So it keeps shoving more souls into its pie hole to try to fill a void it can't ever fill."