[ AUDIENCE: YAMATO ISHIDA ]

[dormheads]

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[ghoststrums]

I'm not trying to be reassuring.
I'm telling you the facts since you decided to try and hide them.

[ he seems to realize this was very bitchy after a while and adds, belated; ]

it's important for everyone to know when it happens. so we can keep track.

[darksubverted]

Okay, I get it.

[ghoststrums]

sorry.
I just
everyone's doing stupid things this week.

and I hate the projected thoughts thing. it's invasive.

[darksubverted]

I know. Me too.

I'd rather keep all of that in my head where it belongs.

[ghoststrums]

you and me both.
it's always the worst thoughts that show up, it feels like.

[darksubverted]

I know. It's frustrating.

But I wouldn't judge you on your thoughts.

[ghoststrums]

we both know I can judge myself on them just fine.


anyway, it hasn't happened otherwise, right?
haven't found yourself suddenly shirtless when you shouldn't be?

[darksubverted]

Stop that.

[HE HAS NO ROOM TO TALK? They are the same person.]

Funny.
No, it hasn't happened another time yet.

[ghoststrums]

[ DOESN'T ACKNOWLEDGE THAT!!! ]

okay. good. it took us a bit to snap annie out of it yesterday.
and then iris was high.
anyway do you want the vouchers in your locker or in person?

[darksubverted]

You can put them in my locker if you want to not worry about the... thought thing.

Iris keeps getting into trouble. I learned my lesson from the cider.

[ghoststrums]

I'm not going to dodge people just because of the stupid thought thing.
I was asking for your preference.

I still can't believe you got that drunk off of cider.

[darksubverted]

Give me a break. I'm not even old enough to be drinking like that.

[It takes him so long to answer because he's thinking which doesn't bode well this week.]

You can bring them to me.

[ghoststrums]

[ mmm. worry. ]

neither am I?

your room?

[darksubverted]

Yamato.

[Judging.]

Outside on the porch steps.

[ghoststrums]

[ he'll meet him there, hands in his pockets. he looks pretty calm considering he is buzzing out of his own skin with anxiety ]

You sounded so judgmental over text considering I had to drag your drunk ass to the couch.

[ leave his underage drinking story alone? "he didnt share it" he will not ]

[darksubverted]

[He's kind of hunched over his legs when Yamato comes out, and he doesn't really look up yet to acknowledge the other boy either. Which... probably makes Yamato want to take off into space.

But when he finally looks up, it reveals the space of his lap, and he raises a water pistol from between his knees and squirts Yamato with it.]

As if your attempts probably ever ended much better.

[ghoststrums]

[ yeah he was absolutely hovering worriedly and now he is UPSET and SPLUTTERING ]

Riku!! I'm going to dunk your ass in the river, you--!!

[ tACKLES HIM FOR THE GUN ]

[darksubverted]

[He STARTS to laugh, so it's,] Ha--! [and then AHHH! on top of,]

Ahh!

[He half falls on the steps. NO, HIS GUN! He fumbles it because a) he's trying to grab Yamato, and b) he did not expect Yamato to tackle him even though he maybe should have considering he was mean.]

You can try...!

[He tries to squirt Yamato even up close before the gun can be stolen. Last resort.]

[ghoststrums]

[ this is maybe a stupid idea but yamato has decided to live in stupidity for now, so he's grappling with riku while he has the surprise advantage? he may be a twink but he is wily and fueled by spite. he gets squirted in the face again and shakes his head like a disgruntled cat before he yoinks the gun and points it straight at riku's face right back ]

If I still had ice on me...!

[ it would be going straight down riku's stupid shirt and he would deserve this ]

[darksubverted]

And what?! Buy... some ice... then!

[Not the face! (nevermind getting Yamato in the face.)

He pinches his face and tries to push it as far into his shoulder as possible like he expects Yamato to just obliterate his face with water from the gun.

uses this icon finally because it's stupid]

[ghoststrums]

Why would I buy ice?!

[ wow... he's beautiful

yamato absolutely is obliterating his face, though, because he does not relent on the water pressure and that shit kind of hurts from that close up ]

[darksubverted]

You said if you still had ic--oh--AKH! Yamato!

[He can hold Yamato back a bit, but he can't do anything about the gun--or the water being pelted in his face. So he just has to tank it, head turned away and grimacing.

If Yamato finally stops, he'll look back like a wet dog, dripping water.]

.....you satisfied yet?

[ghoststrums]

[ no ]

Yes.

[ and to prove it he takes the gun away... before squirting one last time on riku's chest like a kill shot to make sure the water gun is empty. ]

Blockhead.

[ they are both wet and stupid now. i'm proud of them ]

[darksubverted]

[IS THIS MORTAL KOMBAT, DON'T KILLING BLOW HIM! I should have made him be in something with the chest open for that tch.] Hey! [as he's TRYING to wipe his face with the back of his hand. The glare doesn't have an ounce of venom in it.]

You're a blockhead.

[Real mature.]

And I only shot you one time. [Wait.] We're supposed to be on the same team!

[He literally shot Yamato first.]

[ghoststrums]

You shot me first.

[ bitch? he is absolutely very seriously mad, ignoring the smirk pulling at his lips ]

Besides, the big fight's over, so it's free for all now. [ is it ]