Asa Mitaka

[scrapdraught]

WAR

what is it good for

absolutely nothing

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[i feel like this a normal human reaction to the falling devil and millions tentacles???]

What the hell was all that? [she's fine. It's fine. She's standing up, breathing deep. Still wild-eyed though.] That man had a chainsaw. For a face.

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[the way asa is so desensitized to devils and tentacles that she doesn't even register the extra layer of fucked up.]

Well, yeah... He's Chainsaw Man. He's part—- I mean, he's the chainsaw devil. [this explains nothing? the way she swerved there is probably not helping.] He saved me from being eaten by the devils who were chasing us.

You don't have anything like it in your world?

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[shaking at the passage of time]

No? [Camille gawps. Then repeats it, with gusto.] Absolutely not. Asa, that's fucking insane.

How are you still alive? That thing fucking ate you at the end.

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It's just the way things are. At least, in my world.

[SHAKES YOU

asa slowly shakes her head.]

I don't know. I blacked out after we went through that thing's mouth, and then... The next thing I know, I'm waking up in the hospital. Chainsaw Man must have found a way to save us.

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...Okay. [Camille nods very slow. Very concerned and trying not to get too hung up on the particulars, because there were other more immediate threats to safety and sanity than whatever the fuck those giant worms were.]

I can't pretend to understand half of what was going on there, but...Asa, why did you call yourself a piece of shit?

[Who doesn't deserve to live. The follow up is unspoken but hands heavy on her shoulders, weighs her mouth into a frown just shy of motherly.]

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[she frowns and looks away, not really wanting to talk about that specific part.]

That doesn't matter.