hey, guys, mun here
i’m sorry i haven’t been posting recently; i’m on kind of a semi-hiatus at the moment
my mom’s been hospitalized, so i’ve been stressed out with that and taking over head of household while she’s incapacitated i’ll try to get back as soon as i can, but i’m not making any promises
cute boys are nice, but have you seen cute girls
I dunno about you guys, but I think I’ve found the only Christmas sweater I’ll ever need for family get-togethers. You can find it here in various styles.
"Yeah… I carry it around all day, every day. I never get in trouble. The police around here never do anything anyway…" Koujaku twirls his sword around more, with a little bit of force.
Beau's eyes widen a little, and she leans back from the spectacle. Not really moving any further away, but just a lean. It's close enough.
"Are you compensating for something?" Wait, that sounded pretty rude. Better follow it up with something more benign. "Don't really think it's a good idea to be swinging it around like that.. !"
"Ah…. I see." Koujaku takes out his sword and plays with it by twirling it around a little. "Hm…"
The sword makes her jump a little, her hand twitching out of instinct. Nah, cool it, Beau. This is no time to take an ax out in public. You're fine.
"You, uh.. You always carry that around with you? Don't you get in trouble?" Beau inclines, motioning one finger towards the weapon he's twirling. Like it's no big deal. Who is this guy?
(lays back all sexy for u on the bed) (bangs my fuckign head on the headboard)
here’s the deal, open your eyes your life is a lie
the phoenix // fall out boy
i’m gonna change you like a remix then i’ll raise you like a phoenix
He looked over the cassette player carefully, not wanting to break it somehow. It was in relatively good shape, he thought. It wasn’t all that rare to see recorders like this where he worked, but he still liked looking at every different one he saw.
"Huh?" he asked, looking up as she spoke. "Oh. Haha, yeah. I love my job usually."
Her idle hands go to slip into her pockets again while she watches him. The cassette player is sturdy enough, so she's not really worried about him messing with it. Hell, she's dropped it so many times, and it barely even scratched. At that point, it's probably indestructible.
"Usually?" Beau pipes up, tilting her head some in curiosity.
*looks at girls* holy shit
He frowned. "It just means 'foreigner'," he said, crossing his arms.
He paused, his eyes widening just a bit as she held the device up. "Ooh. Can I see that?" he asked, holding out a hand. "That's some old technology--my favorite kind," he added, grinning a bit.
"--Oh." She smiles sheepishly, admitting a nervous laugh. Well. At lest she knows that word now. It's something.
Beau takes a moment to look between the recorder and Aoba's outstretched hand, but.. inevitably gives in. She leans forward to gently place the device in his palm, her own hands collecting to cup together in her lap.
"I guess that makes sense. Why you're here, I mean."
"That’s… I don’t think that’s right. I’m still from Earth, dummy." Beau chides, giving him a rather lopsided smile.
She glances at the little cloth coin purse in her hand, then holds it up in front of his face, “It’s just a coin purse. You know, for currency?”
"But you’re not from here! Gaijin!" he huffed, squinting as he shook his head. "I meant the thing you took out of it."
"Hey, that sounded like an insult!" Beau pouts, quick to retract her hand back to her personal bubble. No idea what that word actually meant, though.
"--Oh, uh. This?" She asks, holding up the tape deck in her other hand, "It's a cassette player. You can record over and listen to tapes and stuff. My uncle said it was good to have around, just in case."
Crap. Well, she’s already out of ideas. Then again, trying to wriggle out of this one probably won’t work anyway.
"Wait, what do you mean? Silly sci-fi thing? I’m not an alien, I think." Did godtier render you alien? This is raising a lot of questions. Where’s Sebastian when you...
"That's... I don't think that's right. I'm still from Earth, dummy." Beau chides, giving him a rather lopsided smile.
She glances at the little cloth coin purse in her hand, then holds it up in front of his face, "It's just a coin purse. You know, for currency?"
Is here that much different from anywhere?
y eS YES IT IS
