Hmph.

Uhhhh I’m a new Rhys RP blog and I’m kinda lookin for some fellow RP blogs to follow and possibly roleplay with! Could you reblog this if you’re a Borderlands/TFBL rp blog or are interested in rping with this nerdlord? 

“I’d like to, but I better not, seeing how busy you’re gonna be. I’ll just see myself out.” Ryuko gave a pat on his arm before walking towards the door of his shack. She knew well enough that was her cue to leave, even if that wasn’t intended by the other man. “I’ll see you whenever then.”

“...Right. See ya.” 

He guessed right then. Tsumugu threw his khakis over his shoulder and looked at the other heading towards the door. It was strange, after all they’ve been through she had the nerve to continue to speak to him. Sentiments or not... he had to admit that it wasn’t bad having her around. A faint smile arose from his usually stern face. “...You can come back whenever you like.” He wouldn’t mind. 

“Do not let yourself become too excited. I have come to tell you to leave. You are unwelcome on the campus of Honnouji Academy.”

“Never expected to be welcome here, especially since all of you refuse to let go of your horrible fashion sense.” 

“Oh? Then what would you call it?”

With a snicker from the navy-haired woman, she leaped off the pile to slide down the side, keeping her blade ready while it rested over her shoulders. Her fingers slid along the edge of the sword as she kept all eyes on him.

“Face it. You didn’t stand a chance against me, even in your own DTR.”

“......Hmph.” 

Think Tsumugu. Think. He was outmatched in strength, without the proper resources he was done for. All he could do at this point was to think light on his feet, possibly looking for a route of escape. 

All he needed was a distraction.

“I call it intuition. Do you honestly think that at this point we are working alone? As much I hate to admit, there’s no way in hell that I could fight you here. So.....” From his back, a little ball dropped to the floor, exploding into bits and clouding the area in mist. The mist itself had properties that could freeze life fiber threads for a duration. 

                  ❝I prefer’ta keep my distance from                   his nipple glowing ass. Same goes                   for you, least your nipples ain’t flashin’.❞                   Scrunching her nose, she let her arms                   cross her chest. Spitting off to the side                   before speaking again. ❝Surprised by                   what?❞

“....Hmmm. I wonder who you hate more.” It was obvious, Tsumugu. Igniting his cigarette, he inhaled the tobacco and with one movement he puffed it out. “Dunno. You seem less tense than normal. If this was last week you’d be up in my ass to leave. Or maybe I just haven’t driven you to that point yet.” 

“You and I have some unsettled business to attend to.” She snickered as she crossed her arms, foot tapping against the piled concrete as she stared down at him.

“Last time I remembered, I was on the verge of slicing you in two. Consider yourself lucky that Satsuki interfered.”

“Right. Are you sure that it isn’t just your crazy imagination that made you think you could slice me in two?” 

Cautiously, he brought his hand to the gun he had in his holster. It was true, he might be in trouble given the circumstances and resources. But it doesn’t mean he’s going to lose here.

“I wouldn’t call it luck.” 

“Well, looks like my job just got a whole lot easier~” Ryuko smirked as she spun her blade with one hand, standing on top of a pile of debris.

“Hmph.” He didn’t even face the woman, whom he had some respect for once before. Pitiful, he thought. Just when she had the guts to stand a chance against him, she decided to grow soft on him and be taken control.

Such a waste.

“And what job is that? To get stripped?” 

                  ❝Two perverted freaks bein’ friends.                   Can’t say that surprises me all too                   much. At least his ass ain’t tryin’ to                   kill mine. Well I don’t keep tabs on him,                   either I’m in his class or I end up at his                   damn place every time. Don’t expect                   me’ta know where he is.❞

“...I wouldn’t you’d want to hang around him anyway. He tends to get.... up in your face. And believe me it gets annoying. Nor do I really expect you to know anything anyway.” He shrugged, instinctively going for his pockets to take a cigarette out. “I’m surprised though.” 

                  ❝Than why are you here? Cause                   seenin’ your ass around sure ain’t                   a nice surprise. So, can’t imagine                   you’re here’ta catch up on some                   good times.❞

“Oh, you hurt me so with your words. Right. Least you know something about me, other than I’m just some naked weirdo. I’m actually here to talk to that bum teacher you have. But it looks like he isn’t here.” 

                  ❝I don’t know about you. But most                   people don’t like bein’ told to strip at                   gun point. An’ then held at gun point                   again for defendin’ their friend while                   in nothin’ but their underwear.❞

“And there’s little stopping me from doing that again.” He simply stated, his words held no hesitation. “But that’s not why I’m here today. I’m not here for that Kamui of yours.” 

“I figured you’d think so. Tho…maybe I’ve gone a bit soft on ya…now that I think about it, I dunno if that’s a good thing…”

She took his gesture well though, as a reminder to herself to be mindful of her action. With a short hum, she headed for the couch and grabbed his pants, before walking back and tossing it to him. “Here.”

“Hmm.” A light hum escaped his lips as he swiftly caught the dark khakis with one hand. Now that he thought about it, he was in his own home. Why would he feel the need to wear anything? Surely it wasn’t because of the exhibitionist being around here. 

“Good thing or not, it doesn’t really matter to me. So... are you going to stare here or what?” 

“I’d bring that up again on intervals too but y’know what, I rather not, since I already put it behind me now. You had your reason to do it, even tho it was still a pain in the ass back then.” Just for chuckles, Ryuko tiptoed up to the man enough to leave a peck on his chin.

“Nothin really changed actually. You’re still a pain in the ass now..... Just not as much.” He said idly, pushing her head back down and rubbing it. The mercenary was not the one for public displays of affection... but it was a nice gesture. “...Hand me my pants on the couch over there.”