[Genya buddy you're talking to a man that casually ate human corpses even before he became a monster. It's still...slightly suspicious, but mostly because Chobe isn't the trusting type. He's spent his life lying, cheating, and manipulating, and the last time someone expressed interest in his literal body he ended up as a guinea pig.
Still, this guy seems so genuine. . .it kind of pisses him off a bit. Feels weird!! Finally he huffs, holding out his palm, and letting a small vine grow from it.]
[ Wow, he really is a tree. Genya reaches out, not to pluck it, but to touch it gently. Rough fingers smooth over that vine with curiosity. Weirdly enough, thinking of this guy as a big bonsai tree puts him at ease. Plants have always been easier to deal with than people. ]
There isn’t much to tell. We’ve been estranged for a long time.
[ A bit of a white lie. It’s true that they’ve been estranged, but there’s a story. A sad one. It hurts his chest just to think about. ]
He’s workin’ as one of the top demon slayers in the country right now. One of the strongest guys alive. [ despite the estrangement, clear fondness colors his voice as he speaks, ] If he was here he’d burn this place down.
[ He is simply ✨the best✨ — violent, kind of feral, and always beating up teens. ]
He’d probably try to kill you.
[ Because, on top of all that, there are very few people who go immediately apeshit on demons like his brother does. The aggression is also a charm point! ]
[Part of Chobe would be insulted, even though it's a completely valid assumption. The vine in his palm is smaller than the thick, lethal woody tentacle-like appendages he usually creates, more like a fresh plant sprout. It's still strong though, and if he does decide to take it, he'll have to to snap it off proper.
He snorts at that last bit though. It's not surprising.]
Most folks would try to kill me, not just some slayer or whatever. I'm the bad guy, remember? But I doubt he could.
[Bandit, underground boss, murderer, thief, etc etc. He's lived long enough that he's more than confident in his abilities. Though, with how Genya gasses this guy up? He kinda wishes he could have a go at him.]
But why the distance? Sounds like you both should get along just fine.
[ Genya's lips turn down and he tugs on that vine, still not quite breaking it off. Testing it, seeing its strength. ]
He hates me. [ he scowls at that, face crinkling into something ugly now that Chobe's pestered him enough for him to say it, ] He says he doesn't have a brother, he won't acknowledge me. Happy?
[ Despite his best attempts at putting on a tough guy bravado, Genya still looks crestfallen when he says it. Even now, after all these years, it still hurts. Not that he'll be giving up to mend the distance or anything—but he's an emotional guy with strong feelings. ]
[It's a durable little fucker, but with enough force, he can pry it off. The base of it starts to rip, and Chobe keeps his palm steady so he can tear it, if he wants to.
He cocks his head, listening, conflicted. He simply doesn't understand it. Why would any brother cast away their own flesh and blood? It pisses his him off. He bites his tongue though. If Genya is anything like his own little brother, insulting his sibling won't do any good.]
Huh. It's a big brother's job to look after their sibling, especially if they're weak. Must be some kinda test for ya. Ya know, tough love? Tryin' to get you to grow. [He doesn't totally believe that, but, it's the kindest spin he can put on it.]
Right then. Show me how strong you are, right now! Let's see where the bar is.
[ Genya doesn’t believe it either, well aware of his own mistakes, but it does feel nice to pretend like it could be true for a second. Not much more than that, because there’s no sense in lingering in fantasy.
He helps himself to that little vine, peeling it off outright because he’s earned this small reward. Before he can put it in his pocket, however, he looks at Chobe like he’s suddenly grown three heads. ]
Huh? Here? There’s no room for that. [ he points to three expensive looking items to start, ] You got the chips to pay for those if we break ‘em? I don’t.
So what? The should've gave us more room if they didn't want shit broken. There's probably folks breakin' them lounge chairs right now. [For other reasons!!]
If you break shit, just say it was my fault if yer that scared. They can't do shit to me, and my room's already a dirt hole.
[Him just, STANDING THERE, and then just so bluntly saying that nearly slaps the flower out of him. Really what happens is the vines and bark retract, leaving his body more normal looking.]
Pacifist? No. I'm a demon slayer! How the hell could I be? But I don't like fighting for fun.
[ Weirdo! Definitely a weirdo. Who tries to beef in a tiny pod like this, during a dating game? ]
I'll save this [ the little bit of plant he's taken; he pats his pocket ] for when I have to. You're probably decent to copy. [ a beat, ] If you want to train together, we can do that, but not here.
Copy?? You really ain't put off by any of this shit at all, are ya? Some real freaks here.
[He has SO many questions but ultimately? He figures it doesn't matter much. With his flower retracted, he just shrugs.]
Do what ya want, most folks ain't really hype to seek me out, but I ain't gonna stop ya. But a warrior that don't even like fighting. . .that's somethin' to say the least.
Why would I be? You’re just a weird demon. I seen plenty before.
[ As for not liking to fight for fun… welp. What’s he gonna say? He does like to shoot and hit targets, but this guy is looking for a skin-slappin’ brawl for funsies. He’s not rolling around on the ground with you, ya weirdo! ]
Who are you calling a freak anyway? You’re a flower!
Re: cw: vore mentions lmao…
Still, this guy seems so genuine. . .it kind of pisses him off a bit. Feels weird!! Finally he huffs, holding out his palm, and letting a small vine grow from it.]
I'll let ya have this piece on one condition.
Tell me more about your brother.
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There isn’t much to tell. We’ve been estranged for a long time.
[ A bit of a white lie. It’s true that they’ve been estranged, but there’s a story. A sad one. It hurts his chest just to think about. ]
He’s workin’ as one of the top demon slayers in the country right now. One of the strongest guys alive. [ despite the estrangement, clear fondness colors his voice as he speaks, ] If he was here he’d burn this place down.
[ He is simply ✨the best✨ — violent, kind of feral, and always beating up teens. ]
He’d probably try to kill you.
[ Because, on top of all that, there are very few people who go immediately apeshit on demons like his brother does. The aggression is also a charm point! ]
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He snorts at that last bit though. It's not surprising.]
Most folks would try to kill me, not just some slayer or whatever. I'm the bad guy, remember? But I doubt he could.
[Bandit, underground boss, murderer, thief, etc etc. He's lived long enough that he's more than confident in his abilities. Though, with how Genya gasses this guy up? He kinda wishes he could have a go at him.]
But why the distance? Sounds like you both should get along just fine.
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[ Genya's lips turn down and he tugs on that vine, still not quite breaking it off. Testing it, seeing its strength. ]
He hates me. [ he scowls at that, face crinkling into something ugly now that Chobe's pestered him enough for him to say it, ] He says he doesn't have a brother, he won't acknowledge me. Happy?
[ Despite his best attempts at putting on a tough guy bravado, Genya still looks crestfallen when he says it. Even now, after all these years, it still hurts. Not that he'll be giving up to mend the distance or anything—but he's an emotional guy with strong feelings. ]
I have to get stronger. Then, maybe he'll see me.
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He cocks his head, listening, conflicted. He simply doesn't understand it. Why would any brother cast away their own flesh and blood? It pisses his him off. He bites his tongue though. If Genya is anything like his own little brother, insulting his sibling won't do any good.]
Huh. It's a big brother's job to look after their sibling, especially if they're weak. Must be some kinda test for ya. Ya know, tough love? Tryin' to get you to grow. [He doesn't totally believe that, but, it's the kindest spin he can put on it.]
Right then. Show me how strong you are, right now! Let's see where the bar is.
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He helps himself to that little vine, peeling it off outright because he’s earned this small reward. Before he can put it in his pocket, however, he looks at Chobe like he’s suddenly grown three heads. ]
Huh? Here? There’s no room for that. [ he points to three expensive looking items to start, ] You got the chips to pay for those if we break ‘em? I don’t.
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If you break shit, just say it was my fault if yer that scared. They can't do shit to me, and my room's already a dirt hole.
So man up, and let's see what ya go!
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Perhaps disappointingly, Genya just stands there and looks at the other man incredulously. Stareeeeee, stare, stareeeeee, and then: ]
You really are a weirdo, huh?
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[Him just, STANDING THERE, and then just so bluntly saying that nearly slaps the flower out of him. Really what happens is the vines and bark retract, leaving his body more normal looking.]
Weirdo?! Says the kid sassing off to a monster!
Are you one of them pacifists?
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[ Weirdo! Definitely a weirdo. Who tries to beef in a tiny pod like this, during a dating game? ]
I'll save this [ the little bit of plant he's taken; he pats his pocket ] for when I have to. You're probably decent to copy. [ a beat, ] If you want to train together, we can do that, but not here.
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[He has SO many questions but ultimately? He figures it doesn't matter much. With his flower retracted, he just shrugs.]
Do what ya want, most folks ain't really hype to seek me out, but I ain't gonna stop ya. But a warrior that don't even like fighting. . .that's somethin' to say the least.
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[ As for not liking to fight for fun… welp. What’s he gonna say? He does like to shoot and hit targets, but this guy is looking for a skin-slappin’ brawl for funsies. He’s not rolling around on the ground with you, ya weirdo! ]
Who are you calling a freak anyway? You’re a flower!
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[Probably never before until coming to the casino has anyone ever called Chobe weird or uncool. The indignity of it.]
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You also smell like girls’ perfume.
[ …… which honestly is kind of a plus over rank sweaty man body odor, but it doesn’t qualify as cool. ]
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Don't go around sniffing folks like yer some kinda dog, it's rude. I can't help what I smell like, I got flowers all in my fucking blood.
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If you wanna train, meet me in the gym sometime this week.
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I'll find you there sometime after all this bullshit wears down, how's that?