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A Bottle of Rum

WHO: Captain Jack Sparrow & Tohru Adachi [Closed]
WHERE: Adachi's apartment
WHEN: Late evening
WHAT: A possible thoughtful conversation & shenanigans with the infamous Pirate-Lord of the Caribbean.
WARNINGS: Mentions of alcoholism, old trauma, Jack's brand of possible madness & Adachi being Adachi!

[As promised, the Captain certainly makes his scheduled visit sporting a bottle of the finest rum he managed to fetch from Sadie's repertoire of fine liquors. He befriended the wealthy heiress days ago and coined her "Lady Bacchus" ever since. The two are officially alcoholic buddies now, which explains why Jack is roaming about with this expensive bottle of rum as apology.

With the rhythmical tap of his knuckles against the door, Jack waits patiently for Adachi to answer. Twice now has Jack visited Adachi at his home now, both times bearing gifts. It's an odd thing, one that almost catches Sparrow off guard.

Maybe he's being too friendly? Too forward? Jack frowns a little.

The Captain don't have many he deems as "friends" besides Mr. Gibbs, Will and dear Elizabeth. Despite their quarreling and sometimes double-crossing, Jack likes them well enough to consider them friends. Mr. Gibbs always been quite a loyal first mate and the Turners saved his life on many occasions. Although, Jack has yet figure out his feelings regarding both the blacksmith and his beautiful swan. So, when Adachi opens that door, he'll find Jack looking oddly pensive with those soulful brown eyes downcast and a near pout of a frown upon his lips.

Jack definitely looks a bit more cleaned up now than before, his hair finally free of tangles with only a couple of dreads left and the usual trinkets. He wears his signature red bandana still with his stylish tricorn hat this time. The billowy shirt has been replaced with a more modern looking button down, the amethyst blue jacquard waistcoat makes a return this time accompanied with a pair of dark blue fitted jeans that makes his ass look spectacular.

Of course, the light brown pirate boots remain along with the white and red sash. Jack looks like a damn hipster.]

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[ By this time of night, Adachi had already gotten back from the ice rink, and despite exhaustion creeping at ever bone in his body, he had sat down in his downstairs office to do a little research for one of his cases. Riza was curled up at his feet, and perked her head up before the knock came, her tail wagging back and forth in curiosity. Adachi glanced toward the door with a curious noise, finally getting up to answer after a moment of trying to get his body to remember how it worked. ]

[ He hadn’t bothered to change yet, so Jack would be treated to the sight of Adachi in his workout sweats, still a little damp from the ice, with his glasses planted on his nose. ]

Eh...? Jack?

[ Was he seriously making due on that promise of booze? Geeze, this guy... more importantly... ]

...are you evolving into a hippy or something?

[The sudden question snaps Jack back to the present like a frigid bucket of water. He stares at the detective with a wide grin upon his lips as he offers the rum with dramatic flourish. Leave it to the pirate to be so theatrical even during the dead of night. While he doesn't exactly reek of booze tonight, Jack definitely is a little buzzed.]

'Ello, mate! How you holdin' up? [Jack greets as he shoves the bottle to Adachi's chest.] What's praytell is a 'hippie', Adachi-lad?

I've been hearin' that word a little too often, ya see.

[Adachi definitely isn't the first to notice that Jack definitely looks more like a "Flower Child" these days than ever before with hints of pirate regalia upon him.]

[ Adachi fumbled to grab the bottle as he stood back, letting Jack come into his place. Though the downstairs was his office, there was a couch and coffee table; a general living space to help the more uneasy clients relax a bit. It seemed like the smart thing to have, and he managed to keep it business professional, despite the fact that clearly the only way to truly kick back and relax was under a kotatsu. ]

[ ...which was totally upstairs in the living area, and no one was going to know how embarrassingly long it took him to obtain one. ]

[ He paused a moment, before looking down at the bottle and nearly dropping it. How in the hell did this guy afford this?! Was this his idea of courting someone or something?! It took him a but to snap out of his surprise, shaking his head as Riza approached, sniffing at the air and backing up from Jack; her poor little Poochyena nose a little too sensitive to the smell of booze that clung to him, despite not being outright drunk. ]

Uh... as I understand it, there was this whole peace movement in America during some war or other. They used to dress like that and preach about love and flowers, or something like that.

Do I look like I'm preaching about love and flowers?

[Jack asks with a slight scoff as he glances sassily over his shoulder, hands on hips and all.]

I'm a pirate, the very best damn pirate you'll ever see. I'll leave the flowery sermons to my betters in the priesthood or mayhaps hire that Jedi to recite a verse or two.

[Yes, even the great Captain Jack Sparrow had a run in with a 'Star Person'. Not the same bloke they've met on the Network but a rather humble man in poor cloth who looked like a monk. A somewhat handsome monk at that. Jack never caught the Jedi's name but he certainly remembers the bright blue of that fiendish lightsaber.

How could he forget? Jack lost his sword because of that accursed Jedi.]

Now who's this little ball of fluff here?

[Jacks eyes light with joy once he spies the little pooch. He kneels down towards the dog-like mutt and extends his bandaged hand towards the pup. Some of the stitches tore open a few weeks back during his hijinks at a local museum. Jack thankfully had the wound properly tended but it still needs bandages.]

Aw, don't be scared of ol' Jack. I don't bite.

[He's trying to coax Riza over.]

Jedi, hunh?

[ Hadn’t Revan been one of those? They were the kind of people that were in direct opposition to the kind of space wizard that Dooku was, if he recalled right. Maybe that meant he would be able to relax a little; that if Dooku stepped a toe out of line, he’d be smacked down without Adachi having to lift a finger. One can dream, right? ]

[ Adachi grinned as Riza sat down just out of range of Jack’s hand, not looking like she was going to come near him. ]

Riza doesn’t really like the smell of booze. Her nose is really sensitive; you probably smell terrible to her.

[ Poor Riza went hiding that whole night he got drunk, and didn’t come out until well into the afternoon the next day. He felt so guilty he took her immediately to get one of her favorite treats, spoiling her by carrying her the whole way to the store. ]

Mhm! A Jedi. [The pirate confirms as he tries in vain to lure the skittish pooch over. Jack likes dogs well enough but this little sweetie looks something like a wolf to him. She's pretty odd looking.] Does she now?

Might explain why she's not too terribly fond of me.

[He let's out a sigh as he hops upon onto his feet. Jack turns and gives Adachi an amused smirk. It seems that his offering of rum was greatly appreciated. That's good. Jack didn't mean to be that terribly rude earlier but it was quite funny.]

Looks like you was hard at work with something.

[Jack flops down upon the couch as he eyes the laptop.]

All these fancy trinkets and doodads bore me. I don't know how you people can stomach em.

[ Adachi stared after him a moment, before shaking his head ruefully, going to the mini kitchenette hidden off to the side for a couple of glasses. Riza hopped up onto a chair across from Jack, curling up much like a cat would, keeping her eyes on him as Adachi set the glasses down with the rum in between them, before flopping onto the couch himself. ]

Eh, I’m only a few years in the past compared to this place. I’m used to computers.

[ He paused, tossing him a lopsided smile. ]

Besides, you’re probably just not going to the right places online.

[ Free porn at just a click? What pirate wouldn’t love that? ]

I was just doing work, though. Have a client with some issues that needed some research, that’s all.

[Free porn? Don't ever tell Jack about the porn! He'll never get anything done, guaranteed. Then again, watching someone getting a good shag isn't as fun as participating in a great shag. Jack might still prefer the real deal.

Tortuga has him spoiled.]

Lucky you! I'm still tryin' to get used to this stuff.

[The pirate playfully hisses at the pup as he stretches across the sofa like a lazy feline. He's being a pest, an attractive and slightly tipsy pest in bold hues and random curios.]

Clients, eh? It's almost too easy to forget you're an officer of the law, mate.

[ Riza fixed him with the most blasé expression an animal could muster, like she was telling him how dare he come to her house and act like this. She let out a yawn, flopping over so that her back was to Jack as Adachi let out a snort at her behavior. She was such a good dog. ]

Yeah, well, I’m not exactly the best follower of the law myself; just trying to do the right thing these days.

[ Even if that meant breaking the law. Oops. ]

[The pooch's expression wins such an amused chuckle from Jack. He likes little Riza. She has character unlike Thrabduil's dear Gondien who's as stoic as his master. Jack makes a few more hissing noises in hopes of getting the puppy's attention before quieting down.

He'll win her over with a treat later.]

Sounds more or less like meself. [Jack admits as he rests his legs across Adachi's lap. The pirate already kicked off his boots and thankfully his toes aren't smelly. The miracles of a regular scheduled bath routine, no?

He reaches towards to table and plucks his glass of rum.] Although, I'm less lawful and more self-serving.

[He tips his glass to Adachi before drowning his glass all in one shot.]

A pirate's life for me, mate.

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[ Adachi raised an eyebrow at the sudden leg on his lap, but didn’t try to push it off. Instead he rested back a little more comfortably on the couch. ]

Surprised you haven’t made a name for yourself in the Maurita Falls underworld yet.

[ Why not jump head first into a criminal life? He recalled how tempting it had been, after his first day here working as a traffic cop of all things. If he hadn’t had his own self serving promises to fulfill, if he had been pulled from his place in time just a few months earlier, things would have been very different. ]

See, I would get back into my old piracy ways but I got this holdin' me back.

[Jack tosses the now empty glass onto the table as he rolls up his right sleeve. The pirate has all sorts of tattoos and old scars across his arm, even that awful "P" branded onto his wrist remains. Jack is very much so a pirate but his latest brand says something else.]

A "Registered Hero", they say. [A dry laugh escapes Jack as he sits up a little.] In the dark, you can see the letters as bright as day, lad.

They think that a scurvy dog like me to be some kind of "hero".

[He smiles somewhat as he mulls on about that for a moment.]

It's...difficult not to want to be one. [There's an unspoken "but" that lingers there.]

[ Adachi raised an eyebrow at that. Of course, he was registered too, though it was largely a necessity for his job. There was no way he was dealing with the waits a delays that came with traveling unregistered between the porter cities. He already had enough of that when his work was requested outside of those cities; he didn’t need more. ]

Didn’t think you the type to actually register. You know you don’t necessarily have to be the good guy, right?

[ Adachi waved a dismissive hand, before settling it on Jack’s leg. ]

There are plenty of people that toe the line constantly. Even the people that outright break the law get what amounts to a slap on the wrist.

[ He shifted slightly, resting against the arm of the couch and looking right on at Jack. ]

Just before I showed up, there was this guy that gassed an entire swear in with his stupid fear toxin. He got a month in jail. For infecting and hurting hundreds of people.

T'was out of necessity at best. [Jack answers as he reclines back onto the couch. He nuzzles his head against the comfortable pillows and closed his eyes briefly.] I think. Can't say I remember much but I think them blokes conned me while I was piss drunk.

[Which is basically what happened but anyway. Jack doesn't seem to mind the closeness between them. He's all but draped across the detective's lap.]

But what if I am? Good, I mean. A good man who've done one too many bad mistakes. Then what, mate?

[He cracks open his eyes just a little and gives Adachi a shockingly morose glance. Something is eating at Jack, something the pirate utterly refuses to state openly. He's dancing around the subject at best without fully addressing it head on.]

Only a month? Hell, in the Caribbean, just talking to a pirate could get you bleedin' hanged, Adachi. The punishment doesn't fit the crime no matter where, eh?

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[ Adachi let out a faint noise, not looking all that bothered by Jack now that he had settled comfortably. Riza hadn’t moved from her spot either, and a faint buzzing noise indicated she had fallen asleep. He tilted his head back in thought, his thumb absently stroking at Jack’s leg. ]

...before I showed up here, I had killed two woman, for... well, reasons. Dumb ones, not that there’s much in the way of good reasons to kill innocent people. I had already made a promise to myself to make sure it didn’t happen again, though there wasn’t much you could do once you’re already caught, you know?

[ He shrugged lightly at that. ]

This place tested me to keep going with that promise. So far I’ve been doing okay, just... recently learned the hard way that sometimes killing is the only option you have.

[ He hadn’t taken it well. He still woke up to nightmares of that crazy woman’s face, eyes bulging and hopped up on whatever steroids she had take to get to that size, looking shocked when Izanagi-no-Yomi’s sword went through her chest. Thankfully Riza was around for him to cling to to calm down, but it still wasn’t easy to deal with. ]

[The touch is oddly comforting. It reminds Jack that he's not alone. That along with the faint buzzing sound of dear Riza snoozing reminds Jack that he isn't all alone in this strange new world. A different kind of panic ensued when Jack finally realized how far away he's from all that he ever knew.

This isn't the Caribbean. Hell, this isn't even the same century anymore! Everything he once known, everyone he once cherished, even his ship...all gone.

As wondrous and liberating this world is, Jack feels like he lost it all.]

You told me a lil bout that. [He states quietly.] I still can't believe it. Guess a testament of how much you've changed since.

[A gentle smile forms upon his lips as he listens to Adachi. Despite that the detective seems like such a prick half of the time, Jack is honestly becoming find of this sloppy looking cop. For better or for worse, Jack thinks Adachi isn't so bad. A tad loopy but bad? Nah, just odd at best.]

Sometimes the choice is made for you with or without your consent. Preordained, I guess.

[ A soft smile came to his face at that. Oh he was an asshole, there was no doubt about that, and there was very little to be done to change that. But it was still nice that he was at the point where someone could look at him and think, “Nah way that guy murdered people”. ]

[ He shrugged after a moment, patting Jack’s leg absently. ]

I used to think something like that; that if you weren’t born with talent, your only choice was to follow whatever life had in store for you until you got the ultimate game over.

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What-if you always had the talent but everyone snubs their noses at you?

[A tired yawn escapes Jack as he stretches his arms high above his head. He's lithe and thin but has a bit more body to him than poor scrawny Adachi over there. Although, Adachi looks to have just a bit of meat on him. Just a hint of sinewy muscle.

That's good. The poor man already has such a baby face. Jack almost can't believe this bloke is older than Will and Elizabeth both.]

I suppose worryin' about the 'what-ifs' matters not now. As you said, it's all a matter of one's perspective. Fate can change but only if you will it.

[The gentle stroking helps him relax a bit more. Jack is slowly letting down his guard some.]

This is a lovely place, by the way. Real classy.

[ Adachi paused; if you always had the talent, but people looked down on it... This was how he had always seen it, but... ]

Maybe you're not doing the right things to let people see the real you. Maybe what you think is enough to prove how special you are really isn't all that special. Self reflection goes a long way.

[ He grinned. ]

Or maybe those people are just assholes, and you need to cut them out of your life.

[ Adachi definitely showed signs of working himself out, if the sweaty clothes weren't a good sign of that. His diet was still awful though; cabbage and ramen, and whatever take out he stops at while he's out hitting the pavement. It was really the only thing keeping him from a healthy weight and build. Someone help this poor idiot. ]

[Adachi let out a small chuckle at the yawn, patting Jack's leg. ]

Is that your way of saying you need a place to crash tonight?

Self reflection? [Jack pouts a little at that answer.] I've done enough of that when that mutinous dog marooned me on that God forsaken spit of land sixteen years ago.

[To be honest, there's not a day that Jack isn't doing some form of self reflection. It's one of the reasons why he drinks so heavily. Jack is constantly trying to drown the nagging little voice within his mind that constantly nags him.

That voice is his own self-doubts.]

Still, I suppose both be true, mate. There's many who need to be cut out like the cankerous little boils they are. Thankfully, seems the supernatural has done it for me.

[A soft chuckle escapes him as he sits up all wobbly. He's tired, no fatigued. Jack spent one too many weeks forsaking rest and he's crashing fast. In a bold move, he swings his legs off Adachi and crawls over to flop himself over the detective's lap getting those thick brown tresses all tangled and messy.]

If you so may oblige, Adachi. I'm a decent house guest, I think.

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[ Adachi snorted at that; he definitely felt the same way. A lot of the problem people from his world were cut out of his life, thanks to the porter dragging him here. Still, there were other people he would have really liked to have around still... ]

[ He was cut out of his thoughts by suddenly having a pirate head in his lap. He stared down at him in surprise for a moment, a blush slowly creeping up onto his face, before he shook it away. ]

H-hey, you can sleep here, but I've gotta get a shower. I stink from skating before.

Skating?

[Jack peeks up at Adachi with some curiosity in his gaze. He's never ice skated before. The pirate hails from the Caribbean after all. There's no ice anywhere to be found among the heat and the humidity.] Ah, I never partook in such a hobby but I suppose that's why you seem a tad rank.

[He grins a little once he sits up again.]

Fine, fine.

Me, rank? This coming from the man that probably had his first bath when he got here.

[ He can't help but tease; if he didn't tease there would be something wrong with him. ]

[ Adachi got up, gathering up Riza in his arms before closing down his laptop for the night. ]

C'mon upstairs. The kotatsu's much more comfortable than the couch.

I beg your pardon?! [Judging by the scandalous expression upon Jack's face, Adachi really caught him off guard with that one. He sticks his tongue out playfully at the brat and his little hound of a mutt.] Excuse me for not having the luxury of being near fresh water for months at a time, mate.

[The pirate rolls his eyes as he hops onto his feet. He's a little wobbly but manages to gain his balance over time.]

What praytell is a "ko-at-sew", hm?

[Jesus, his Japanese is horrid. He's such a Brit and this is one of those moments where his accent is quite prominent.]

[ Adachi stared at him at that... "attempt" at the word, at a complete loss for how it could get mangled that badly. He let out a sigh after a moment, planting a hand over his eyes. ]

Oh man... and I thought Viktor's Japanese was bad...

[ And he's Russian! ]

[ He grabbed Jack by the arm, half dragging him with him up the stairs. ]

Ko-tet-su; it's a table with a heating element attached to it.

[ Jack would get to see what he meant as soon as they got up to the landing. The archway leading to the living room was right there, revealing a cozy room with a table that seemed to have a plush blanket coming out from it. Two plush loungers were tucked under one side, facing a small TV that seemed to be there out of necessity to keep up with the news, not because Adachi wanted it there. The other sides were padded with pillows, looking entirely too cozy even taking out the fact that that table heated up. ]

Wot?

[Jack blinks his eyes owlishly at the man's reaction. Why are Orientals so particular about things? He thought he did well enough given that Japanese isn't one of the languages he speaks. The pirate knows English, French and Spanish quite well but does excel in Trinidadian Patois, basic Arabic and a hint of Mandarin.

He's also decent in reading Portuguese but not speaking.]

Who's Viktor, mate? A friend of yours?

[A chuckle escapes him as he let's Adachi lead him upstairs. The officer has one hell of a grip on him.]

A table with a furance? That's more comfortable than a couch?

[He gives this kotatsu a skeptical look. The room quite impressive and comfortable. Jack let's out a quiet yawn but he's rather taken back with the subtle décor.]

Reminds me of Singapore.

[ Look, he's heard enough of you guys mangle his language to earn his exasperation. His favorite so far is Izanoogie. Thanks, Viktor. ]

Oh, yeah. We're pretty close friends. He's Russian, so his accent makes things funny.

[ Adachi rubbed the back of his neck at the comment, looking around the room. Other than the kotetsu and the reluctantly placed TV, there wasn't much else. ]

Ah... well, I just moved. There's... not much yet.

[ He waved a hand toward the table, letting Jack go. ]

But yeah, it's super comfortable. I fall asleep under that more than I do in my bed.

I don't think I ever met a Russian before. Irish, yes. But Russian? No.

[Jack states as he circles around the kotatsu with an odd expression upon his face. He squats down next to it for a moment before attempting to get all cozy. A pleasant hum escapes the pirate once his cold slender toes find warmth. He curls up under the thick blankets like a pleased feline before peeking up at Adachi. It's obvious that Jack likes this spot despite the lack of décor. ]

Mayhaps a few brightly colored conch shells would add some cheer here.

[Jack has a fondness for seashells.]

[ Adachi snorted at that, setting Riza down on one of the pillows, before reaching for the control, showing it to Jack, turning the dial so he could see how it worked. Jack would be able to feel the heat kick on immediately, warming under the table. ]

Count on a seaman to suggest sea-stuff.

[ His tone was light and teasing as he set the control back down. ]

I'll be back out in a bit. If you're hungry, the kitchen is over there.

[ He pointed just past the living room, to an archway where a fridge could just barely be seen. ]

[Jack let's out and annoyed snort to match the onr Adachi done earlier. He eyes the remote curiously for a moment before snatching it right out of his hand. He's been intrigued with that odd picture box since he arrived in this world. He only gotten it to work once at the apartment but accidentally broke it when he tried to fiddle with the wires.

Jack is a little leery of the technology of this realm. It feels very foreign to him.]

But of course! If there's anything I know, it would be the sea itself.

[He replies with such a jovial grin. The pirate is nice and toasty under the kotatsu. He seems to like it quite a bit.]

Food for me too? Top notch hospitality!

Ah... well, I can't guarentee it'll be good food, but it's there.

[ Really, his fridge consists of cabbage and beer. He's very well aware of his patheticness. ]

[ He made sure Jack was comfy, before going down the hall to get a shower. He'd be able to hear the water going after a moment, and it wasn't long before the steam from the hot water started creeping out into the hall. ]

[The beer will be happily consumed but the cabbage left to rot, mate. Jack needs to eat more veggies but he prefers them with meat. The two of them have poor eating habits it seems. Sounds like their next misadventures includes a trip to the grocery store and raiding it for eats.]

Good enough for a munch or two at least.

[Jack waves Adachi off so he could view the reply in peace. He's all wrapped up under that blanket like a bug snug under a rug. The pirate lays there in complete contentment as he flips through the channels. Much of the programs on at this hour are just commercials, news or mindless drivel in the form of soap operas. Jack dislikes most of the shows on the telly but he eventually stumbles upon an interesting documentary regarding marine life.

In no time flat, Jack finds himself still cuddled under that blanket but sitting right in front of the TV. He left the comforts of the kotatsu in favor of staring into the blue murky depths of the ocean on display. Even just the brief images of the caribbean's crystal blue waters instills this feeling of emptiness in him. He watches with innocent intrigue as the camera spans across the warm pacific waters. He could almost smell the sea salt in the air and feel the sun's rays upon his back again.

It's a blissful memory but a torturous one too without the Pearl.

So, he sits there huddled under the blanket since he feels so oddly cold, and watches.]

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[ It took a bit, but Adachi came out once Jack settled to watch, ruffling his messy hair with a towel as he padded back into the room. He paused, glancing down at him, before looking over at the TV, a lopsided grin coming to his face. ]

...miss it?

Always.

[Jack answers quickly without much thought. He misses the sea, he longs for it. The beaches here in this strange continent are nothing like the tropical isles he hails from. The waters here are too murky in hue, too cold too. They lack the crystal-blue hues of the Caribbean and the warmth of the sun.

There's no comparison.]

More than anyone could possibly think. [He glances over his shoulder with a grin.] Oh? You're not all skin and bones after all, Adachi-lad!

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[ Adachi stood there awkwardly a moment, just wearing a pair of sleep pants, and showing off the good his morning work outs with Viktor, plus his inability to stay sitting for long during the day, and his ice skating at night had been doing for him. A wave of self consciousness crashed over him, and he let out a cough, turning away so Jack couldn't see his face turning red. ]

W-well, uh... i-if you fall asleep, don't worry about turning the TV off. It's on a timer.

[The reaction wins an airy chuckle from the pirate. Jack didn't need to see the poor man blush to tell he's a tad flustered. He didn't mean to make this awkward but Jack always had that bit of charm about him. Still, he'll refrain from commenting on that impressive physic and thank whomever been molding this young man into a prized stud.

Face it, Adachi, he knows you're not doing all "that" by yourself. The officer is too much of a hot mess.]

Is it now? That's pretty handy. [Jack replies as he fights back a yawn.] Turning in already?

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[ "Hot mess"; that was putting it mildly. ]

Yeah; my days are pretty long and start early.

[ He grinned. ]

Besides, you look like you're about to drop off too.

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A Bottle of Rum

I love that Adachi being Adachi is a legit warning

I thought you would! lol

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