[well, Akira is no closer to figuring out what the ever-living fuck is happening here, not even after the appearance of their three furried friends. and he might be getting juuuuust a little bit restless as he trudges his way back to his room, cabin fever settling over him like a constricting blanket. captivity has never suited this one, after all. but hey, maybe he can sleep away some of this tension and wake up tomorrow fully refreshed and with renewed vigor]
[but that's when he sees a familiar head of hair meandering through the hallways]
Ash?
[well, sleep is one distraction, but idle conversation is another]
[ maybe this is just the sort of thing you do if you're restless and suffering from cabin fever - you prowl the hallways like an angry cat, and wear a hole in the carpet like it's your job. or that's what ash has been doing anyway.
it's probably fine. ]
...
[ oh wait, what's that? a convenient distraction? ]
Well, me and two small people. Small kid with the orange hair, and the little girl with the white hair and never ending questions. [ They have names, Ash. ]
Yeah. The snowbunny and [ Huh. ] ... eh. I'll go check the plaques again later. He got really weird about sleeping on the bed with snowbunny, and she pretty much just sat on the bed like she was meant to sleep there all along.
[ So, that's that. ]
I'm gonna try and dig out some more duvets and blankets and see if we can't cobble together a mattress for him.
Yeah, dinner parties don’t usually last like two full days. Anyone’d get snappy about that.
[ isaac’s image was pretty ruined when he stuttered over platonically sharing a bed with a cute girl but don’t let that stop you akira, you’re a true bro. ]
Got a question for you: do you remember getting an invite to this thing?
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[but that's when he sees a familiar head of hair meandering through the hallways]
Ash?
[well, sleep is one distraction, but idle conversation is another]
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it's probably fine. ]
...
[ oh wait, what's that? a convenient distraction? ]
Hey.
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[Akira's mouth quirks into a lopsided smile as he gives his fellow captive a two-fingered salute in greeting]
Training for the pacing marathon, are we?
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...
If I get my momentum going I might be able to smash straight through a wall and a get out of here. Or, that's the working plan at the moment.
[ he'll. he'll refine it. probably. ]
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You have my full support. Who really needs that wall, anyway?
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Depends on if it’s structurally important or not. I’ll try and pick wisely.
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[said with a light lilt of amusement, but Akira dips his hands into his pockets and jerks his head over his shoulder in a "follow me" kind of gesture]
Come on. Let's take a break.
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Okay?
Pick a room, any room I guess. They’re all being used to sit around doing nothing in.
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[he glances over his shoulder with a slightly amused glint in his eye]
Where we do more than just sit around and do nothing.
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Sure. It’s not like there’s anything else going on here.
[ .......... ]
Do you usually invite people back to your room two days after meeting them, or—? [ ash shut up ]
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Nope. Consider yourself special, Mr. Casanova.
[WINK WONK]
[it's the dryest, most deadpan wink in the world]
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Hey, fortune favours the bold. [ And then just as drily: ]
Don't pin your hopes on anything though.
[ But he IS curious what Akira's got back here in the first place. ]
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[A PILLOW FORT. set up between the dresser and the chaise, with pillows and pilfered snacks hidden underneath the tent. SURPRISE]
We couldn't agree on who got the bed.
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...
Not bad. You guy extra pillows from around the place or is it all stuff from your room?
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[gestures to the pillow fort tent opening. CARE TO JOIN HIM ASH because he's crawling inside]
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[ ...
Well. I mean.
Yeah? Yeah. He'll be coming in after you, Akira. ]
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[. . . also, "one of"]
And how many people did they cram into your room, anyway?
[because here it's just Akira and Chuuya]
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[ ... ]
Well, me and two small people. Small kid with the orange hair, and the little girl with the white hair and never ending questions. [ They have names, Ash. ]
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Isaac and Nia.
[he's met them both!!]
Isaac's the one insisting he sleep on the floor?
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[ So, that's that. ]
I'm gonna try and dig out some more duvets and blankets and see if we can't cobble together a mattress for him.
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[a ppppause]
And. . . look after him, too. Nia-san as well, but. . .
[how does he say this without making it sound like Isaac needs to be coddled? because he absolutely does not, but Akira does think that maybe. . .]
I think he could really use a couple of friends in this place.
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He seems pretty confrontational. [ Says the most confrontational guy possibly ever. ] Can't say I blame him though.
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[he isn't going to say "Isaac is clearly afraid" because he doesn't want to RUIN ISAAC'S IMAGE, but. that's the impression he got from the kid]
Nothing about this situation makes someone want to be cooperative.
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[ isaac’s image was pretty ruined when he stuttered over platonically sharing a bed with a cute girl but don’t let that stop you akira, you’re a true bro. ]
Got a question for you: do you remember getting an invite to this thing?
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[and Akira's expression immediately sours, brows furrowed and lips pulled downward into a frown]
I don't. I even asked Peach-san about it, but she just told me that human memory is faulty.
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