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[03:33] <Minaplo> Art club was wrapping up after another, mostly uneventful session. Levi only needed to tell someone to eat a whole dick once, and then they made peace and it was all good.-
[05:46] <Minaplo> "Yo." Levi dropped down next to Dinah. "Good arting today. You hungry?"
[05:55] <Dinah> It was hard to say if uneventful was good for the creative process or not. But Dinah seemed to do just fine, working on her little 'project' for Levi, having already drawn a couple of the images he asked for with Asaka getting his shit kicked in. Prominently featuring mirrors, of course.-
[05:56] <Dinah> She was mid-yawn when he sat down, drawing a look that was instantly suspicious. "Is this where you ask me out somewhere? And I have to figure out how to say your shoulder was always attached to your eye socket?"
[06:06] <Minaplo> "Not a fucking chance, not in a million years." He said, shaking his head. "I'm flattered, but you're not my type."-
[06:08] <Minaplo> "Three times a week my dormmates have a dorm dinner and they're really sad if you don't join. Trouble is, it's always like… Fuckin' hot pot, which is again fine but it's always got pork in it. And if it's not hot pot it's pork dumplings, and if it's not that it's pork belly in honey soy sauce, or, I don't know, sausages? I need an excuse to not join."
[06:13] <Dinah> "Huh. I must be going soft." She frowned, looking genuinely annoyed. "Thought you'd flinch at least."-
[06:14] <Dinah> With a shrug, she stood then. "Ah well. Yeah, I know a place I've been meanin' to try out. And there are non-pork options, I'm sure. Didn't think that was a necessity."
[06:19] <Minaplo> "Ah, is this the decadent softness of the American jew my savta always warned me about? Save yourself, sister! Undertake aliyah to the Promised Land as soon as possible!" Levi shook his head gravely.-
[06:19] <Minaplo> "Alright, lead the fuck on, then, I'll just lock up…"
[06:27] <Dinah> She was confused, genuinely, for a few moments before figuring it out. Clicking her tongue and rolling her eyes, she nonetheless headed for the door so that he could lock the door behind them. "I'm only half, s'from my Dad. We didn't really…y'know. Do all that."
[06:27] <Minaplo> "From your dad?"-
[06:28] <Minaplo> "Yeah, no kidding. It's gotta be your mom."
[06:33] <Dinah> "I mean…Daniel Schreier." She held out her hands as if that made it make sense. "He wasn't raised with it. And the mistake Mom picked up after she dumped him liked to make Italian stuff whenever he cooked. So, still lots of pork there. Not that he cooked a lot. Kinda had someone for that."
[06:33] <Minaplo> "Yeah, no shit. But I mean, the rule goes, you get it from your mom. The… The Jewishness."
[06:34] <Dinah> "I have never heard that in my life."
[06:35] <Minaplo> "Of course not. You're not Jewish." Said Levi. "But the law in Israel is that if your mother's a Jew, then you are too."
[06:42] <Dinah> "Huh. Well, you learn something new every day, I guess."
[06:43] <Minaplo> "Yeah. Ah, well. Food. Lead!"
[06:49] <Dinah> "Yeah, right. C'mon." Shaking her head to get the conversation out of it, she lead the way out of the building, easily producing her pack of cigarettes as soon as they were past the campus grounds. Flicking the bottom of it to push one up, she pulled it out and put it away before shielding her hand as she pretended to use a lighter to light it up. Putting her hand in her pocket after, she dug into her bag to produce the sketchbook she'd been working in to show off the last picture she worked on, which he hadn't gotten to see much of.-
[06:50] <Dinah> This one depicted Asaka on hands and knees as Dinah kicked him in the side, with bits and debris about suggesting that he'd been knocked around quite a lot. And almost central to the piece was the mirror as was requested by him. "Bit of a walk, so..yeah. Wha'cha think?"
[06:54] <Minaplo> "Why isn't he in bondage gear?"
[06:56] <Dinah> "Why would he be?"
[06:56] <Minaplo> "I dunno. I just figured, maybe during the drawing of this, inspiration would hit you and you'd think about drawing him in bondage gear."-
[06:57] <Minaplo> "But this is good. I like it. A good start. A base camp from which we will climb the mountain of art."
[07:01] <Dinah> She pulled the cigarette from her lips to tap some ash off the end, letting out a puff of smoke as she did. "So, I think a seventeen year old girl drawing her disgraced ex-teacher in bondage gear would probably cause more problems than anything." The stick was replaced while she took the sketchbook back. "Just sayin'."
[08:18] <Minaplo> "I'm not gonna call the Art Cops, Dinah."
[08:19] <Minaplo> "Levi Matos ain't no narc."
[08:23] <Dinah> "…Still." She just shook her head, taking another drag and sighing with the exhale. "I'm probably not going to draw him in anything but his normal clothes. So don't get too excited for anything else."
[08:27] <Minaplo> "Never said I wanted him in bondage gear. It was just, I dunno, you seemed the type to be inspired to draw him in bondage gear. Don't read too much into it."-
[08:27] <Minaplo> "Or do, it's art club, read into everything too much, that's how we fucking roll."
[08:30] <Dinah> Dinah rubbed the bridge of her nose, frustration clearly mounting in her. "I'm more upset that I understand where you're coming from."-
[08:32] <Dinah> Smoke puffed from her mouth in an angry sigh. "Like, really really mad about that. But that's not my thing."
[08:48] <Minaplo> "'I understand this, and I hate that I do'." He nodded seriously. "It's like you were born to be an art critic."
[08:49] <Dinah> "You aren't making this any easier."-
[09:06] <Dinah> Chatter was idle from Dinah's side as she lead on, passing some of the other food destinations, giving a glance to them, yet waiting until she arrived at the one she'd set out for in the first place. The fa├žade was the start realization of a Submarine come aground, albeit not a very large one, emblazoned on the side with "HMS Dive" in clear, eye-catching lettering. Through the door - which was inside of an open hatch as management thought an actual hatch door would be too difficult of a sell - was a building of two themes, clear and contrasting with one another.
[09:06] <Dinah> Initially, the interior claimed to look like a submarine, specifically the gathering portions of one, though about halfway through the room, it changed starkly to impose an underwater theme, complete with paper seaweed being blown gently by not-so-hidden fans, starfish painted into the flooring and soft blue lighting mixed in with the normal florescent hues to accentuate the varying degrees of blue paint on its walls.
[09:06] <Dinah> The counter rest solely in the 'Underwater' portion of the restaurant, with teenagers and a single adult in varying degrees of 'matching' dress. One young woman looked like a mermaid. Another wore a shark costume, complete with the most sour of expressions. The lone adult was dressed like a Captain in full uniform, while the young man ready to receive them wore a simple dark blue uniform fitting of a serviceman aboard such a ship, standing at one end of the counter with varying degrees of sandwich meats, cheeses and vegetables between him and the register at the other end.
[09:06] <Dinah> "Welcome aboard the HMS Dive," he intoned boredly, "where it's our guarantee that our taste cannot be watered down." With a moment of hesitation, his gaze flicked to the 'Captain', who gave him a stern look, drawing a sigh of resignation from the young man. "How can I help you set sail today."
[09:09] <Minaplo> Levi stared at shark man.-
[09:09] <Minaplo> Then he turned to look at the submarine part.-
[09:09] <Minaplo> Then he looked back at the shark man, then past him at the captain.-
[09:12] <Minaplo> "Fuck is this?" He muttered. "What's the narrative here? Did the sub fucking die? Is this… Davy Jones' Locker?!"-
[09:13] <Minaplo> "Oh my God. No wonder pirates are so scared of it. It's a themed restaurant."-
[09:15] <Minaplo> "Did this motherfucker really have his restaurant be a crashed submarine? Did he really name his shop a dive? What do they actually sell here? Is it seafood? Another famously Jewish-friendly cuisine…"
[09:19] <Dinah> If it was possible for the young man at the counter to look sympathetic and annoyed at the same time, he likely would be in response to Levi. Instead, the young artist drew a glare from the 'Captain', who went into the back, while the Shark man went to the meat slicer with a large hunk of chicken, slowly starting to cut slices of it to try and ignore everything going on around him.-
[09:20] <Dinah> "They sell subs. It's…yeah, it's a submarine." Dinah gestured around, looking at him like it should have been obvious. "You pick your bread, pick your toppings and then pay for it. Go ahead, pick something out. It's on me. I guess."
[09:21] <Minaplo> "… They sell subs.'-
[09:22] <Minaplo> "They- oh my god. It's a pun. The fucking madlad based his entire theme on a pun. It's not seafood. It's a fucking sandwich bar."-
[09:22] <Minaplo> A look came into Levi's eye.-
[09:22] <Minaplo> A gleam.-
[09:22] <Minaplo> Dinah realised that the spirit of Satan had entered his body.-
[09:23] <Minaplo> "You know what, I think I will have a sub." Said Levi. He marched over to the counter. "Ho there, shark-kun. Get me the… Turkish herb…(???)… Oh, tell me, do you guys toast this or just leave it untoasted?"
[09:26] <Dinah> "For the love of God, don't get me banned from here. I like sandwiches." Dinah sighed, a hand moving to her forehead in abject horror and frontloaded exhaustion and frustration. She did her best to push it back while Levi approached the counter and addressed the Shark in the room.-
[09:27] <Dinah> Another sigh. "On the HMS Dive, you're the Captain. So if you want it toasted, we can make it so."
[09:29] <Minaplo> "Then I'll have the Turkish herb, untoasted."
[09:40] <Dinah> Turning off the meat slicer, he moved to put on a pair of gloves and start assembling the sandwich, passing it off to the other young man in the basic uniform to finish. "And for you?" "I'll do the chicken and bacon melt. Toasted." He didn't acknowledge it other than to start assembling, layering chunks of marinated chicken onto the bun before following it with a layer of bacon and finishing it with cheddar cheese in such a way that it practically covered the meats from sight. Putting it into an oven for a minute revealed it to be an all-encompassing river of rich yellow, malleable to the point of covering all it could touch without going beyond the bounds of the bread containing it from unleashing burn-related carnage on the world.
[09:40] <Dinah> Passed off to the other man, it was joined by lettuce, tomato and a generous sprinkling of salt and pepper before it was wrapped up and placed on a tray with Levi's. She handed over the money before he could and took the tray just as the poor young man placed two cups on it for them to fill up.-
[09:40] <Minaplo> "Ahem."
[09:41] <Dinah> "What?"
[09:42] <Minaplo> "Not you." He had his eyes fixed on Shark-kun. "I'm the Captain here, right? When your captain gives you an order, isn't there something sailors are supposed to say back?" He tapped his eye.
[09:42] <Dinah> "Oh my god."-
[09:43] <Dinah> The shark man just looked at Levi as Dinah covered her face with her free hand, possibly restraining a source of unbridled rage.-
[09:43] <Dinah> It was clear. This was his life. This is what it was.-
[09:44] <Dinah> "Aye-aye, sir."
[09:45] <Minaplo> "Aye-Aye, captain."
[09:45] <Dinah> "Levi, I swear-"-
[09:46] <Dinah> "Aye-aye, Captain." It was a tone of resignation. Of hollowness. Soul-crushing emptiness.-
[09:46] <Minaplo> "I can't hear you."
[09:49] <Dinah> Shark-kun was not amused. Built back up by an insolent fury, color returned to his body as every movement he made drew him square for combat. For battle. Destruction. One could almost see the fire burning in his eyes and behind his form.-
[09:50] <Dinah> A fire that was all but extinguished as the older man peeked out from the back with a 'Eh-hem" that sucked the soul right back out of Shark-kun. Casting one look to his manager, a look to Dinah that granted him some sympathy, and a final look back to Levi, he tilted his head back. "AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN!"
[09:54] <Minaplo> "OHHHHHHH"
[09:54] <Minaplo> "WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA"
[09:56] <Dinah> "I'm out." Dinah held up her hands, backed up a step or two and then turned around for the door.
[10:02] <Minaplo> "(Spongebob Squarepants!" Squealed a little girl in the corner, who had previously looked super bored.)-
[10:04] <Minaplo> "ABSORBENT AND YELLOW AND POROUS IS HE!"-
[10:04] <Minaplo> "… and could I get a coke with that? Thanks man." Said Levi, slipping Shark-kun a 5,000 yen tip.
[10:07] <Dinah> Shark-kun stared at Levi for a long few moments after taking the tip. He looked past Levi to the drink machine. He looked back to Levi. He looked back to the drink machine. And then he finally took one of the empty cups from the tray and stepped to the side where they had the takeout drink machine, filling it up with the audible 'fshhh' that drink machines produced.-
[10:08] <Minaplo> Levi cringed. "Oops. Didn't see that."
[10:09] <Dinah> He placed it with the sandwiches with a hard stare at Levi before Dinah picked up the tray, having come back after the end of the song, the allure of her cheesey treasure too strong even in the face of….of all of this.-
[10:10] <Dinah> "Just go…sit down. I'm never bringing you back here."-
[10:10] <Dinah> "Thank you." Shark-kun whispered.-
[10:12] <Dinah> Walking over to the drink machine, Dinah got her own drink - an intellectual drink for the chosen ones - and moved to wherever Levi had taken root, setting the tray down and sitting down herself afterward.
[09:54] <Minaplo> Levi sipped his coke and took a bite of his sub (Chicken, tomato sauce, no cheese). "Well, that was fun, but now I feel like an asshole."
[11:43] <Dinah> Dinah looked like she had been through hell by the time she sat down, taking a long few moments to just unwind after what had happened. Rubbing the side of her face and then resting that hand over her eyes for a moment, she honestly was just at a loss. "Is this where I'm supposed to tell you that you weren't?"
[01:17] <Minaplo> "Oh no. No, I'm fully aware that I was an asshole just now. I wasn't at the time, but I am now."
[01:21] <Dinah> "You really were."
[01:22] <Minaplo> "I browbeat a wage slave into setting me up for the Spongebob Squarepants theme song. I think… I think I may be the worst person in the world."
[01:30] <Dinah> Another sigh as she finally brought her hand away from her face, picking up her drink. "You're not the worst person in the world. You don't even rank top ten. Hell, I probably outrank you."
[01:31] <Minaplo> "I mean yeah,that's true, you're a monster."
[01:33] <Dinah> "And don't you forget it."
[01:34] <Minaplo> "But you're Shark-kun's hero."
[01:35] <Dinah> "And if he'd messed up my sub, what you did to him would've been nothing."
[01:37] <Minaplo> "And then they'd ban you."
[01:41] <Dinah> She took a bite of her sub, seeming rather pleased with the taste of the cheesy goodness. But she shrugged after with a sniff. "I'd like to see them try and keep me out."
[01:41] <Minaplo> "I mean… that's what the police are for."
[01:43] <Dinah> "Details, details." She flicked her wrist dismissively and took a sip of her drink then. "Not like I've had that sort of problem before. But police right now would be a worse problem than usual."
[01:44] <Minaplo> "Because… of all the drugs you do?"
[01:45] <Dinah> "Yep. You know me. I have smoked all the weeds."
[01:49] <Minaplo> "Wow. Hardcore. I did say you knew your joints…"
[01:51] <Dinah> She clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes, taking another drink. "Yeah. I dunno, never done it. Thought about weed a time or two, honestly, but just never went with it. Over here, I wouldn't even try it."
[01:52] <Minaplo> "Word. Don't do drugs in Japan."
[01:53] <Minaplo> The little girl in the corner nodded seriously. She would internalize that message for the rest of her life.
[01:57] <Dinah> She went for her sub again, glancing at the girl and then back to Levi before just shrugging and enjoying a few bites in peace.-
[01:58] <Dinah> Eventually, though, she broke the silence, sitting back a little bit. "So why are you avoiding your dormmates?"
[02:06] <Minaplo> "Can't eat their food. Can't stand their opinions."
[02:08] <Dinah> "And my opinions are that much more palatable?"
[04:05] <Minaplo> "Yes?"
[04:39] <Dinah> "Why's that?"
[05:06] <Minaplo> "Why anything?" He shrugged. "They say dumb bullshit. The dumbest bullshit you say is actin' all hard and moody. Way better."
[05:30] <Dinah> She sniffed again, taking another sip. "I'm not acting like anything. I thought you woulda figured that out by now."
[05:32] <Minaplo> "Sure you are, but I forgive you." Said Levi, sipping his coke. "Last time I ate with my dormmates I was subjected to an hour of posturing about how stupid lesbianism is, the time before that it was women in general. I don't have time for that kinda bullshit, but it's not a thing I can really deal with either."
[05:49] <Dinah> There were a few visible eye ticks from Dinah as Levi spoke, though whether it was to the topics at hand or just his general refusal to believe her that was setting her off was hard to tell. Instead, she finished off the first half of her sub and just nodded. "I get it."
[06:23] <Minaplo> "Figured you would."
[06:24] <Dinah> "So would anyone miss your dormmates if they disappeared? Asking for a friend."
[06:24] <Minaplo> "Unfortunately, homophobes and sexists still have families, and families still have phones to call the cops on, and cops can still come and bust you for your looooooooong reefers."
[06:25] <Dinah> "Like I'd leave evidence."
[06:27] <Minaplo> "Motherfucker, half the school heard you screaming Adrien's name into the sky like you were Sylvester Stallone."
[06:30] <Dinah> "That was different."
[06:30] <Minaplo> "Okay then, Batman. Tell me how you're gonna take out my dormmates without leaving evidence. Lay it on me. Give me your Murder Art."
[06:39] <Dinah> "Nope." It was just that simple as she moved to wrap up the other half of her sub with some amusement. "Besides, Batman doesn't kill anyone. Figured you'd know that."
[06:44] <Minaplo> "Neither do you!"
[06:47] <Dinah> "Almost have."
[06:47] <Minaplo> "So's Batman."
[06:50] <Dinah> "I'm not Batman."
[06:52] <Minaplo> "Obviously not. Batman could make a convincing argument."
[06:52] <Minaplo> "Also you'd be Batgirl, because y'know, he was a dude."
[06:56] <Dinah> She lifted her brows almost challengingly at that, leaning back in her seat. "Batwoman exists, you know."
[06:57] <Minaplo> "You couldn't be Batwoman."
[06:59] <Dinah> Her eyes narrowed further as she crossed her arms over her chest, staring him down. "And just why not?"
[07:00] <Minaplo> "Batwoman is Jewish."
[07:02] <Dinah> "Of for the-" Rubbing her forehead in frustration again and letting out a groan that mirrored it, she stood up sharply, picking up her wrapped half-sub and her cup.-
[07:02] <Dinah> "We're leaving."
[07:03] <Minaplo> "I gotta make it up to Shark-kun, though." Said Levi. "Maybe if I kick the manager's ass- no, no, that can be for next time." He stood up. "Lead on, Batgirl."
[07:10] <Dinah> Dinah seemed conflicted for a few moments, looking over at Shark-kun and eventually just rolling her shoulders before heading for the door. As they walked out, she finished off her drink and tossed it into the trashcan right outside.-
[07:10] <Dinah> "Which way are you going?"
[07:11] <Minaplo> "Left."
[07:18] <Dinah> With just a nod, she made a gesture of heading that way before starting her walk.
[08:39] <Minaplo> "Maybe I should find him another job."
[08:45] <Dinah> She almost stopped in her step, looking at him then with a wild amount of confusion on her face. "What?"
[08:53] <Minaplo> "Yeah. S'what I should do. I'm here talking about apologies but you can't use apologies to improve your situation. I need to…"-
[08:53] <Minaplo> A light was glimmering in his eyes. He was connecting something together. This wasn't Satan this time. This was a spectre.-
[08:53] <Minaplo> He was being haunted by a spectre.-
[08:53] <Minaplo> "Yeah. I need to liberate him from his exploitative system where he is made to debase himself for the interests of capital."-
[08:54] <Minaplo> The spectre of communism.-
[08:54] <Minaplo> "I think I need to kill his boss."
[08:56] <Dinah> Her hand moved to the bridge of her nose before retreating for another cigarette, simply taking one from the pack in her pocket, actually using her lighter this time. She'd need this.-
[08:57] <Dinah> "See this? This is why I wouldn't tell you how I'd kill someone."-
[08:58] <Dinah> With a few more steps, she shook her head. "Why don't you just….go back sometime? And not be an asshole to him? Maybe find out if he'd actually change jobs if you found one for him."
[08:59] <Minaplo> "Hm. Reasonable. I'll do that instead."-
[09:00] <Minaplo> "Maybe he'll want to help kill his boss. That's good praxis."
[09:00] <Dinah> Another sigh. An exhale of smoke and a shake of her head. "I'm not bailing you out."
[09:00] <Minaplo> "Yeah, yeah. I'm only joking. I'm not really gonna kill his boss. That man's gonna die of alcohol poisoning in six goddamn months anyway."-
[09:01] <Minaplo> "Hey, this is a long shot, but do you know any good cake shops around?"
[09:03] <Dinah> "Not that I can think of. But I'll ask around at my dorm. Maybe someone has an idea."
[09:05] <Minaplo> "Nice."
[09:05] <Minaplo> The Moon Arcana strengthens…

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