Game 008 [Action] - Not Just As Planned

[neverplaysfair]

(( In which Kim lacks appropriate icons s-sob ))

[ In the early morning hours, standing roughly between buildings 36, 38, and 39, is a somewhat unfamiliar figure. Maybe you recognize those rainbow wings. Maybe that hair style and color looks awfully familiar. Maybe you can't see at all, what with it being really freaking early and still dark out.

But one thing's pretty clear: the figure standing there isn't a teen. He's an adult.

He raises his hands and closes his eyes. After a moment, he starts mumbling to himself. He didn't see anyone close enough around to hear him, but if you happen to, you might notice the translation keeps slipping. ]

... stablishing li... wer. Release con... cessitates spa... ting. Beginning scan.

CRACK!

[ A noise, loud enough to give you the feeling of being hit in the chest if you're reasonably close, echoes loudly around the village. Feel free to be woken up, investigate, whatever. If you manage to locate its source, you'll find an adult Joshua kneeling on the ground, clutching his head in pain. ]

Shit.

Comments

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

If you do anything to my studio, I guess we'll find out. [ He's almost tempted to shoo Josh onto the couch, but he'd probably just sneak back up here while Hanekoma was asleep. There is no stopping a giggling Joshua. ] Is it so hard to just be glad I'm rescuing you from the snow?

[neverplaysfair]

Oh, I am glad. I can still tease you.

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ That gets a little exasperated noise, and Hanekoma dumps a pile of sheets and blankets on the bed. ] Sure. By threatening to paint my walls and tell erotic stories to the town.

[neverplaysfair]

Hee hee. Indeed.

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ Ignoring you while he gets the bed set up, aaand then, amused: ] Call it morbid curiosity, but was the sex any good?

[neverplaysfair]

[ He giggles. ] Very good. But I do wish you'd thought to use lube on my poor little tight body.

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ CHOKING SOME MORE KTHX that's a bit too much information, Joshua, though he does kind of deserve it for asking. Once the laughter dies down there's an incredulous edge there-- ] Little?

[neverplaysfair]

I'm only fifteen, Sanae.

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

Right, right. [ He digs a pillow out of those blankets and chucks it at Joshua. Catch. ] Then it's 'Mr. H' to you, kiddo.

[neverplaysfair]

[ Hard to catch something one-handed. Joshua tries to grab it, but it winds up being deflected and upsetting an easil. Whoopsie~ ] Sure, Mr. H.

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ The easel clatters to the floor and Hanekoma looks up sharply. Can't quite blame Joshua for that one, but oh, it's so hard not to -- he just turns away to finish getting the bed set up, and finally backs off to stand with Josh. ] There. Better than a couch. Happy?

[neverplaysfair]

Very much. Thank you, Sanae. [ And he puts down the can of paint to grab the pillow off the floor and walk over to the bed. ]

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ After a second of mild surprise, he just shrugs it off. ] Sure, sure. I'll be right next door, wake me up if you need something.

[neverplaysfair]

Of course. [ As he flops down on the bed and closes his eyes, waiting for Sanae to leave. Not up to anything at all. ]

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ You get one last suspicious look before he goes, but there's not much to say so he'll just head on out. No one should have to argue with Joshua at this hour. ]

[neverplaysfair]

[ Is he coming back? No? After a few minutes, Joshua slips out of bed and picks up the can of white. He ponders the walls for a few moments, then starts spraying. Just two things: on one wall, the intricate and distinct design of the wing of his Noise form. On another wall, for good measure "The Composer was here".

Just a quick nap now, enough to get back enough strength to change forms, and he'll be gone before Sanae's up again. Hopefully. ]