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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, NINEHEADED. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 009.21.328.89 *** NineHeaded has joined 009.21.328.89 <NineHeaded> this is kuzuryuu fuyuhiko. <NineHeaded> you're probbaly better off coming to find me than leaving a message on this piece ofshit. <NineHeaded> but whatever. if it's not stupid,i'll get back to you whenever i open my laptop again. | ||||
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[He just had to be sure, okay? He knows Gundam didn't have a TON of money growing up, so he's a little concerned that it might lead to some money management problems on the demon's part. And not in a bad way, even. Just his desire to help others who don't have money might be his undoing.]
[Fuyuhiko looks back over his shoulder at Gundam.]
Was he alright? The husband, I mean. You found him?
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I did, and he was. He had healing wounds from being caught in the middle of it when the fighting initially began, but he was in one piece and in no danger of dying.
[It was a happy ending!]
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Good, good... [He falls silent for after that, just watching the landscape streak by beneath them as they draw closer and closer to Bavan. Unless Gundam has something to say?]
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The destination in question is, as he mentioned, a pretty upscale restaurant. Nothing super high class, but not something your average Joe would go to either. And there is indeed plenty of room for the poor giant demon to get in and maneuver through. Barely.
It's the kind of diner that you're seated for and given menus, no overhead display to tell them what there is. They get one of the roomier booths made for a family rather than just two people, and handed their menus. Their waitress will be back to take their orders in a bit!]
What do you think?
[Of both the establishment and the burger selection (which is pretty decent. Not amazing, but decent!)]
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[He teases you because he likes you, Gundam. Promise.]
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How fortunate for me that I managed to nearly avoid it. It would be terrible for a bad omen such as that to take place on such an important day.
[He's examining his own menu as he says this, thankful that he decided to file his claws before coming here. He'd feel bad if he ripped it or something...]
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Tch...it's not that important. [Fuyuhiko rubs at his nose and lifts his menu up a little higher to obscure his face. GODDAMMIT. STOP GIVING HIM FEELINGS, YOU ASSHOLE. He can't deal with these warm fuzzies.] Besides, pretty sure I'm immune to your bad omens at this point.
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[Gundam, meanwhile, lowers his own menu to look at the heir.]
I am both honored to know you, and glad that we have grown so close. If you had not been brought into the world in the first place, neither of these feelings would reside within me, and that would be a very hollow existence to lead.
[Sure, he got along just fine before he met any of his classmates, and they've all affected him in different ways, but at this point Fuyuhiko has been the most profound. And he doesn't really like the idea of going back to what it was like before knowing him or becoming this close to him.
He lifts his menu back up, going back to reading his options.]
You might be immune to those, yes. Still though, it would be best not to risk it.
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C'mon...stop getting all overdramatic on me. Or else.
[Or else nothing, he's touched. Really. Hence why he's still using his menu as a face shield.]
Better safe than sorry, yeah, yeah. Though...you know, [He glances up over the edge of his menu.] honestly, I'm actually surprised you haven't cracked at least one of something yet. That bug's just made 'em completely ridiculous. [A beat.] No offense.
[SUBJECT CHANGE.]
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Calling them ridiculous as the demon glancing upward, as if he could see his own horns.]
As much as I appreciate the sort of impression the give me, they have gotten a little out of control. I've been trying to remain aware of where they are, to avoid getting caught or injuring myself.
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Yeah, that's what I meant. They're really intimidating but...impractical. [He flips his menu over to look at the back.] If I were you, I'd be half tempted to break them myself just so they'd be less of a hassle. Though...I guess that'd probably be about as successful as pulling your ass wings out was...
[Bug baby would just grow them back...]
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[Gundam actually has his lunch picked out, he's just deciding on what to drink at this point.]
While the horns themselves feel no pain, cracking one the first time did end up giving me a splitting headache afterward. I'm in little rush to see how breaking one of these would affect me.
[Plus, even though they are impractical, he likes them...]
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[How the fuck has this become a casual small talk topic for them? What the fuck.]
Hmm...you figured out what you're getting, by the way?
[He's almost reached a decision! Just give him another minute...]
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[Finally he sets his own menu down.]
I believe so. Their salads sound quite appetizing, so one of those, as well as a side of fries.
[Unsalted, of course.]
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Mmm...alright. If you wanna go ahead and call the waitress back over so you can order, I can decide by the time you're done ordering.
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You're up birthday boy.]
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[It's said teasingly once the waitress took the menus and went to go put their orders in.]
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[Well that and he's in his human form. There's a reason he didn't ask for his burger basically bleeding. His tastes tend to be slightly less meat-centric during the day. Though still meatier than they were before he turned into a wereshiba.]
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[The waitress returns pretty quick with their drinks and he takes a drink of his before continuing.]
It's good to see a little variety though.
[You deserve it! It's your birthday.]
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[SO SUE HIM, HE LIKES BACON BURGERS NOW. Oh, hey. Drinks. He's spared having to come up with a retort thanks to those. And then Gundam actualy gives him a chance to turn the tables with his next comment...]
Heh, more than I can say for you, Mister Super Scary Demon Who Always Orders A Fucking Salad. [He takes a sip of his tea.] You ever gonna branch out and try something different whenever we come to places like this? You know they make meatless burgers, right?
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Of course I'm aware of such a fact. They make meatless everything. However, what is the point of consuming soy and tofu and vegetables if they're simply prepared the same way as meat? They are all different entities entirely, and should be treated as such. Such ingredients simply pressed and formed into strips or steaks or patties never sounded appetizing.
[So hey, guess who was never able to go to places that had burgers made out of actual vegetables, rather than the formed patties he's talking about? This guy right here.]
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[Okay, while Gundam does have a point, Fuyuhiko is also pretty sure that he's got that partially wrong...]
Kyoudai...you don't actually read the menu when we go out, do you? There's such a thing as a veggie burger that's basically a grilled vegetable on a bun. I'm pretty sure none of the vegetarian options at this place were anything like what you just described...
[He didn't really read them because he has to eat meat but...this doesn't really strike him as the sort of burger joint that uses premade patties.]
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So eventually he just glances away a little, sheepish.]
I never see a point in reading the menus...I've never been to places with much variety outside of that or dishes such as spicy tofu, which is too hot for me. If they had ramen or something maybe, but...
[But who sells ramen around here?]
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[WHERE IS THAT ASSHOLE HANAMURA WHEN YOU NEED HIM?]
But no, seriously. next time we go out, read the menu instead of just skipping straight to the salads. This place is way different than back home, after all. There might be more options than what you're used to.
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