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ic contact;
You just missed me. [ he's trying to sound cool. ] Leave a message or something, I guess.
[ action - text - voice - video ]
You just missed me. [ he's trying to sound cool. ] Leave a message or something, I guess.
[ action - text - voice - video ]
[stahn will be pretty pumped when he gets there a few minutes later, from the direction of the nearest train station. he's not quite as dressed down as yata is, but he's got on a hoodie, slacks and sneakers—he's definitely acclimating a bit to the local fashion pretty well, all things considered.]
Hey, Yata!! [he'll call from a short distance with a grin and a wave.]
Hey, Yata!! [he'll call from a short distance with a grin and a wave.]
[that kind of goes over his head, since he really doesn't think too much of it. of course he's going to eventually adjust—not everyone is as stubborn about it as leon and some of the styles in cerealia are pretty cool.]
Thanks! [if anything, he seems pretty pleased to hear it.]
Thanks! [if anything, he seems pretty pleased to hear it.]
[stahn would like to believe he's gotten a little better; shot-type weapons like guns or bows aren't his strong suit, but his aim is pretty decent and he's played a few times.
rhythm games... yeah, that ball is absolutely in yata's court.]
We can always play something else if there is! I don't really mind. They've got a ton of stuff.
rhythm games... yeah, that ball is absolutely in yata's court.]
We can always play something else if there is! I don't really mind. They've got a ton of stuff.
That's even more lame. [ stick through with it once you decided on a thing!!! ]
...Anyways, I ain't callin' about your stupid message shit, I just wanted to say that you're an okay guy for helpin' out when I was clueless during that ViViD shit.
[ the closest he'd get to saying "thank you" to a rude guy, probably...! ]
...Anyways, I ain't callin' about your stupid message shit, I just wanted to say that you're an okay guy for helpin' out when I was clueless during that ViViD shit.
[ the closest he'd get to saying "thank you" to a rude guy, probably...! ]
[It's not like this isn't his bed, in his apartment. The fact that Yata lives with him now doesn't change that fact, and if Fushimi's been sleeping in the loft above his bedroom since Yata moved in, so what? But after today, after having to put down Yata's clearly insane robot copy, there are other things to take into consideration. Logically, Fushimi knows he didn't really kill Yata, but it's hard to completely rationalize it anyway.
Now, he's simply standing over the bed; somehow, as if in defiance of the laws of physics, Yata has managed to sprawl across the entirety of it. It's rather dark, but Fushimi's been standing over him for a while now, shifting quietly on his feet as he listens to more than watches Yata sleep.
He should go back to the loft. He should just drop it and try and get some rest himself. Instead, he's reaching out to touch Yata's shoulder.]
Misaki.
Now, he's simply standing over the bed; somehow, as if in defiance of the laws of physics, Yata has managed to sprawl across the entirety of it. It's rather dark, but Fushimi's been standing over him for a while now, shifting quietly on his feet as he listens to more than watches Yata sleep.
He should go back to the loft. He should just drop it and try and get some rest himself. Instead, he's reaching out to touch Yata's shoulder.]
Misaki.
[ yata's got a lot of energy for someone so tiny, but today was just exhausting. having to kill jaunebot, and then working at all four places he works for took a lot of out him. he's fast asleep and is probably dreaming about something dumb. when the contact is made and when fushimi speaks, it takes a while for his senses to hear and feel it.
and in the end, he just lets out a grunt. no words come out of his mouth, nor does he open an eye to look at fushimi. sorry bro. ]
and in the end, he just lets out a grunt. no words come out of his mouth, nor does he open an eye to look at fushimi. sorry bro. ]
[Sorry nothin', he's getting woken up. Fushimi sighs, because even when he's not exhausted, Yata sleeps pretty hard. Despite his hesitation at first, he's now determined to follow through.
Fushimi presses harder, shaking with more enthusiasm.]
Misaki, you're in the way.
Fushimi presses harder, shaking with more enthusiasm.]
Misaki, you're in the way.
[ yeah, yeah... he's up now. and by up, he's got his eyes open and he can't see much in the dark, but he can at least see fushimi's silhouette. not to mention, there's that hand on his shoulder.
he groans at first. ]
What are you waking me up for? Is there a fire?
he groans at first. ]
What are you waking me up for? Is there a fire?
[Now that Yata is marginally awake, Fushimi withdraws his hand and just holds it awkwardly in the air before dropping it to his side.
Now's a good time to be mumbling, right? Because he's mumbling.]
I said it... you're in the way. So... you have to move.
Now's a good time to be mumbling, right? Because he's mumbling.]
I said it... you're in the way. So... you have to move.
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