wildkotetsu | 8 • Mr. Legend Record • [Action/Voice]

[Kotetsu's been laying low, for the sake of... well, not getting into trouble. He's been doing pretty good, okay? Like, exceptionally! Today is just 'Filter Through the Item Shop' day, where he's getting a few simple things; a camera, a new coat, and the usual sort of thing. Of course, he hardly expected to run into a box of familiar old records--his own, right outta' the apartment back home. He's excited and grinning when he slides back the opened top a little.]

Maaa, no way! This has my Mr. Legend albums and everything!

[Hell yes, today is the best day ever!

... Eh? What's this?

He removes the top completely and narrows his eyes at the small notebook on top. It'd have his recorded regression of power inside, he knew, and there was nothing like a brief reminder of your disappointments to kill the mood, right? But he just grumbles in annoyance under his breath and tucks the small journal away in his back pocket before hoisting up the box of goods.

Perfect. Now there was only one issue.]

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Oi, oi, anybody got a video record player they'd let me borrow for a while? Nothing fancy, just whatever'll play my old records! Or a record player for my music, anyway; do the malnosso give those kindsa' things out?

I searched the store, but I didn't see any...

[Hnn.]

Actually, I was wondering if you guys had any kindsa' heroes back home; not like, officers and army people—those guys are heroes, too, but I mean the old fashion Heroes! With capes and masks and all kinds of cool stuff like that! The ones who have neat powers and fight the crooks!

Things like that are the coolest, don't ya' think?

[Afterward he lankily walks off to work, whistling into the kitchen. And practically drools while he sweeps, because my god, why did he work in a place where food was made specifically not for him. :C

He needs something to listen to to get his mind off things.

KITCHEN NEEDS SOME MAD TUNES, PEOPLE. COME ON.

...

I-is that a pie on the oven?

/looms]

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.... Aa. I see.

[sorta.]

So you don't like him making eyes at your sister.

Of course not! What good brother would?

Mnn, that's a good point. But what if your sister really likes the guy?

[Shock!]

Th-there's no way... no way!

She's way too good for him!

W-well... isn't that for her to decide?

[CLEARLY HE UNDERSTANDS BROTHERS SO WELL.]

No it isn't! It's a brothers duty to make sure that his sister has only the best of men. It is even more so the duty when the brother is older, and it is even more important when that brother is a twin! Freyr must watch out for Freya as he would watch out for himself. It is important to not let her heart be broken.

I guess that's true... but you gotta let her learn how life is eventually, naa?

True, very true. But Freyr can't help but be a good brother. These things are only natural and near impossible to change. It's like a father with his daughters boyfriends, only the best will do.

[well when you put it that way...]

Aaa... It's better to watch her carefully than to just let her go out there on her own...

Exactly!

As long as you're not too clingy! Girls in the family like to have their personal space, y'know! [look at me, a gem of knowledge, clearly] Or else they'll call you uncool and not wanna' talk to you if you overdo it!

Of course not. To cling too much would get you black listed. But keeping an eye out from afar isn't a bad thing. And if you happen to find out something and happen to say something, or happen to approach the unworthy person it's not bad.

Right! It's our duties to keep our families safe!

[SUDDENLY BEST BUDDIES 4 LYFE]

It is! It is! If we don't do it, who will?

[A bond only over protective brothers/fathers could make.]

Exactly! Stay strong, uh—Freyr!

[wow his view on this shifted drastically in no time flat]

You too stay strong friend!

[heh]

It's 'Kotetsu'. Kotetsu's the name. I'll do my best.

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