Exorcist Bros Exorcist Bros Exorci-- [closed]

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Who: Rin and Yukio
What: They're just trying to figure shit out honestly
When: 08/25, roughly midday
Where: Courtyard
Warnings: N/A Probably Yukio being a grump

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[For Rin, the majority of the morning had been spent dealing with the aftermath of waking up just a tad more bloody than he could remember being when going to sleep. Thinking about it for too long made his head hurt, as he wasn't quite sure just how they had gotten into a school after their little disagreement on the Dominant Limburger.

Rin was roughly eighty-percent sure that was absolutely not what the Illuminati flagship was named, but he also didn't care enough to ask Yukio for a confirmation.

Even more confusing though, was the fact that it felt like he had been here for a really long time. More time than it would have made sense for either of them to have spent in these walls. Not to mention that being here almost felt natural, as if waking up and walking the grounds was a daily routine his body knew by heart. None of it made any sense.

It was probably Mephisto's fault somehow.

Regardless, it was lucky that he and Yukio were currently in a better place than they had been... A day ago? A few months ago? Whatever. Point being, they were solidly on the same page, perhaps more so than they had ever been in their lives thus far. Which meant that Rin's initial panicky freakout over the aforementioned blood on his hands had been met with Yukio's calm yet firm guidance. They had gotten cleaned up - Yukio guarding the bathroom door in Rin's case so the older twin could scrub his palms until they stung, switching once he had finished so that Rin could fetch his brother a fresh pair of dress pants to deal with the mud situation. From there they had wordlessly made their way out into the courtyard, where Rin immediately decided to sit down on the roots of the wisteria and simply stare upwards at the sky, uncharacteristically silent for far too long as he replayed the morning's events over in his head again and again.

It was a good five minutes or so before he finally decided it was time to break the hush the two of them had resigned themselves to.]

What the hell. [Apt. Earned, even.] Seriously. What the fuck? What do we--