brother_nature | Golden Peacock

How's that cheating?? It just says truth! You're a picky bitch, ya know that? [But he's absolutely right, Chobe's just pouting.]

Fine, what are, what you said. "Segy-ein." Those, what are those? And frankly I don't like half the shit I hear on a daily basis, if you've got a sob story it ain't gonna get me all sad.

If I'm a picky bitch then you're an annoying bitch. [ Whatever bitch is. Just going to add that to his inventory of obviously bad words. ]

And it's not a sob story. It just is. [ He does not like it. He hates. He wants to kill them. It's reality for him. That's all. ] When I talked to Hiyori, he called them aliens. So maybe that's what they are to you too.

.............the fuck are aliens???

[Unfortunately!! He's got no true modern idea of that either. Gods? Sure. Monsters? Check. Aliens??? The hell does that even MEAN.]

Just tell me what you would say they are.

What do you mean the fuck are aliens?

What I would say they are would not explain anything.

[ Fucking stinking bastards won't help Chobe understand. But if he wants to remain confused, that's the answer Till can provide. He takes a moment to think. ]

Where are you from?

Wait, it doesn't matter. Let's say that you are in your world, right? Your planet. Then something comes from another planet. That's an alien.

Hah?

[He rolls that around in his head, trying to make sense of it. Judging by his expression, the wheels are turning but not necessarily getting anywhere.]

You ain't from my world so wouldn't that make you an alien??

I don't mean like this fucking place! If we go by your stupid definition, then everyone is an alien here. What I am talking about is a life form that traveled through space to get to your fucking planet! On a spaceship! You dumb bitch!

[ Maybe Chobe should not have taught him that word. ]

[He'd be proud if he wasn't so damn confused!!]

Oi, don't give me lip, asshole! The fuck is a spaceship? A ship in SPACE? That's stupid! Maybe you did get here on a damn space boat, what do I know!

You travel through space on a spaceship! A spacecraft! That's how you get from planet to planet. Unless it's a pet or a product, then they're content to stuff it in a cold box for delivery to fucking wherever. Got it, plant bitch? Maybe you have plants for brains.

Truth or dare!

Plant for brains?! I told you I have a human body, idiot! How about I bash your skull open and see if you have anything in there, huh??

[Wow!! Till is perhaps too fast a learner, those insults!]

TRUTH, shit face!

Whatever you find, you wouldn't be able to gloat! I'd be dead dumbass! Whatever you won't do it anyway. For some reason.

[ Truth it is then. ]

You don't want me to ask about who that someone is, right?

[A slight twitch of an eyebrow at that. Chobe has zero problems killing people. He's murdered so many over the years, decades, he's lost count. Some for good reason, others for petty slights. Going from a notorious bandit, to monster, to mob boss, it's as natural as breathing to him. He's even killed plenty at the resort, with Till as a witness to one unlucky bastard. But even so, Till's right. He's far pickier now, sees no point in chasing off those he might have a mild interest in, or use for down the line. But admitting that means admitting he's getting softer, and he can't have that kind of rumor floating around.]

Fuck you, I just don't feel like security getting on my ass about clean up again. And I ain't a cagey bitch like you, that shit ain't a secret. I was protecting my brother, so watch how you tread from here.

A brother. You mean to say someone who is biologically related to you.

[ Which is most often the case when people at the resort speak of siblings. ]

Hopefully, that brother doesn't have any of your bad traits. This place probably only needs one person with weeds in their head. That'd be a shame.

[ His tone lacks malice. It's clinical in its approach to gaining knowledge. ]

Forget it.

I do know one thing. You didn't kill me because you want something. You don't give a fuck about security, or whatever. What do you want?

My baby brother's the best there is, brat. If I'm trash, he's the definition of class, so watch yer mouth.

[A bit of bias due to those brotherly instincts, but in truth while his brother carries himself far more regally and with a sugar sweet polite smile on his face? He's as every bit cutthroat as Chobe. Chobe's role is to distract from that deceit though.

He cocks his head, narrowing his eye at Till. For the moment, he puts that aside, ignoring the rules of the game.]

That counts as another truth, but if you're so curious, it ain't that deep. You reminded me of him for a moment, that's all. There are a lot of fucking idiots here, but I ain't gonna waste my time murdering folks that have some potential.

And you're telling me to watch my mouth.

[ That poor baby brother. Wait! There is that word again! This guy has never used it correctly once. Not in the way Till understands it. He is going to leave the touchy subject of a biological sibling behind because that's not something he understands to full capacity, the lack of a sibling can do that since he is not part of a family set. ]

Hey, you, Chobe.

If you're not going to ask me truth or dare anymore, then I have a question for you. It's not about you. Do you recall what you said? About not having time to be babysitting. Now you're calling your sibling a baby brother. What does that word mean.

Hah?

Wait, you don't know what a baby is? Seriously? Damn, you really are an alien, aren't ya?

[If Till can steal bitch, he can steal alien. Maybe he'll ask someone else to explain the concept more thoroughly later.]

[ Being called an alien is not going to cause him to flinch. That's how segyein view the lifeforms called humans that originated from Earth. That's why that singing competition is aptly named Alien Stage. ]

It's darling. Or sweetheart. Right? In the context of your brother. It makes sense. Darling brother. But since you also used that word differently before, maybe I am wrong. Are you going to tell me what it means to you?

[One day he's going to grasp that concept fully and it's gonna blow his mind. Whole other worlds out there for him to take over, wack.]

I mean, I could use that, yeah. [Most people would not...actually use that for their siblings, but the Aza Brothers are Uncomfortably Close at times. But he shakes his head, clarifying.]

A baby's a young human. Like, just born. Using it like this, it's just shorthand for someone younger than you. I'm his big brother, and he's my baby brother.

And babies can't survive on their own, yeah? You gotta watch 'em, feed 'em, protect them. Sit with 'em. So if there's someone who can't take care of themselves without you hanging around?

That's babysitting. Get it? I was calling you a weak creature that needed to be watched. [Just said factually, even if it doubles as an insult.]

[ Good luck with that, is what Till would say. ]

Yeah. [ That's what he's saying. That's how he knows the word to mean, and apparently, he does not read anything strange in two siblings referring to each other in that manner. It's whatever. Call each other whatever. ]

A young human is a child. Well, not all young humans are children. That's not something I've heard outside Anakt Garden. Maybe that's just how the teachers refer to them. Then a baby is even younger. I get it. Somewhat. It's a strange way to refer to newly made humans.

No. Those things can't be on their own. That's why there is a provider to care for them.

But you call that babysitting.

Fuck you! I can take care of myself asshole! [ So says Till as his closet becomes filled with laundry that needs to be taken care of. ]

Please, if I hadn't been one of the first folks that found ya, you might have gotten killed or worse. [Especially in that sex dome.]

And you bitch about monsters and aliens, but it sounds like you don't actually know much about humanity. I ain't ever met anyone who didn't know what a baby was, and I ain't the most caught up person in this prettied up prison.

Don't. I get it now. That's gross.

I'm trying to learn, so shut up. How was I supposed to know what that word means? No one calls them baby. They call it something else. There's a lot of things here I don't know about. I've never had a room with so much stuff, I've never had any currency, and it's just weird going all over whenever. I'm not telling you more.

Maybe we can play again some other time.

You yap a lot for someone who doesn't want to tell me shit, you know that?

Don't need a game. If you wanna talk, you know where I am. [In the basement always. Maybe one day he'll rank up. For now though, he just sighs.]

Let me know if you win whatever bullshit carrot on a stick they're dangling in yer face for this game.

And you're not going to keep asking.

You said I was cagey. I'm not.

[ Maybe Till is trying to prove a point. But has he? Not at all. Chobe, is a plant brained, monster bitch and Chobe also helped him once. He also didn't decide to stab him outside his suite's door. The bar is low when it comes to acts of kindness. But that's Till's perspective. And for that, Chobe earns himself distance.

The next thing out of Chobe's mouth will leave Till confused. No, he does not know that Chobe is some kind of basement dweller. So where should he find him? Not that he will look for him. ]

Yeah, yeah. Whatever. At least, I'm taking a chance at something.

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