Pagan Min (
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A colorful AU!
The world is gray. Always gray. He had thought once, as a little boy, that the emergence of color would be a wonderful thing. He used to dream that finding that person, that getting to see everything in brilliant Wizard Of Oz technicolor would be something he would always cover until it happened.
But after Ishwari, after the betrayal and the loss, after Ajay and Lakshmana left to America after Mohan's failed assassination attempt, Pagan just gave up on that dream. Love, he decided, was just for those who have given up on themselves. Not worth the trouble.
Yuma became the face of Kyrat after that and Pagan stepped back, letting her handle the death threats and the rebels and all of the bullshit that he just didn't want to deal with. Pagan ruled from the back, tempering Yuma's impulsive bullshit with a cooler head, though no less ruthless. However, the arrangement left him free to roam the world, taking care of his business in Hong Kong and the mainland unmolested. His father might not have had the desire to rule the Triads, but Pagan sure as fuck does. Even if it means he has to go and do things himself.
It's this reason, chasing spineless Hong Kong assholes, that lands him in Japan. He has a small security detail that walks the crowd, but otherwise Pagan is by himself as he walks the streets, checking his phone for his victim's last location.
But after Ishwari, after the betrayal and the loss, after Ajay and Lakshmana left to America after Mohan's failed assassination attempt, Pagan just gave up on that dream. Love, he decided, was just for those who have given up on themselves. Not worth the trouble.
Yuma became the face of Kyrat after that and Pagan stepped back, letting her handle the death threats and the rebels and all of the bullshit that he just didn't want to deal with. Pagan ruled from the back, tempering Yuma's impulsive bullshit with a cooler head, though no less ruthless. However, the arrangement left him free to roam the world, taking care of his business in Hong Kong and the mainland unmolested. His father might not have had the desire to rule the Triads, but Pagan sure as fuck does. Even if it means he has to go and do things himself.
It's this reason, chasing spineless Hong Kong assholes, that lands him in Japan. He has a small security detail that walks the crowd, but otherwise Pagan is by himself as he walks the streets, checking his phone for his victim's last location.
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"I'd like to too. I think-" and this is clearly something that takes him a moment, that takes effort- "I think we leave a bad example, only living for others. Our responsibilities, they're important. But if we only live for them, we only show them how to be trapped."
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"...so let me know when you're ready for the two of us to introduce ourselves properly."
What, you thought he forgot that part?
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"But now I think it is. And I'm rather looking forward to it."
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"No rush. I don't have anywhere to be and I think you said you're the same?"
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"I like being challenged. And I think you've got more in there than you realize."
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"Same place as before. Just a different floor."
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He will start to head towards the building.
"Do they know what happened?"
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"They would be fairly shitty security if they didn't notice," he points out with a scoff.
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"Do you want them to know?"
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"I don't know if I'm more or less complicated."
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He steps inside, leaning against the wall with his arms folded slightly.
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He looks to Pagan as he presses the button.
"We don't work together because of the bond. The bond exists because we work together best. But its existence complicates things."
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And when the elevator opens up, it's to a wide open space with nothing but tatami on the floor. There's a section of the room that steps up to a small dais that has an old pillow-like seat on it and a few scrolls hanging from the walls. But at least the light turns on when he hits the switch.
"Here we are. Plenty of room and privacy."
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He slips off his shoes, taking in everything with new eyes. New colors. It's still fascinating.
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"Master Komaki's taken up all kinds of spots throughout the city. This was probably the best equipped one."
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