[Hmm... Dislike. Yusuke puts the audio on mute and carries on typing.]
If Sanguis or the leftover effects of the runes have you irate today, we could defer the celebrations until tomorrow. If I have said or done something to offend you, I apologise.
I'm not overly familiar with Sanguis myself, but before when you and Ren fought, it seemed it was our connection that calmed you down. Perhaps moonlacing with someone could achieve similar results.
Well, yeah! I was hurtin' you!! I don't wanna hurt anybody on purpose!! Don't y
[ the message sends abruptly. probably because ryuji's flung the communicator aside, realizing his mistake before it crops up again. this is ridiculous...it wasn't this bad when the season began, but it seems to be getting worse and worse over time. ]
Is it! I didn't think I'd be doing this shit again for like, ever!! This is all messed up !!
[ yusuke's not wrong, though. now there are new urges underneath his already-violent tendencies, and ryuji doesn't know what to do. especially not a day he was supposed to be celebrating on. ]
Even just holding someone's hand should help. There's no need for anything as extreme as before. May I come over?
[He does at least have experience in dealing with Ryuji's temper by now, and his Persona can match up to Ryuji's strength if he somehow does get violent. It seems like a safe bet.]
[ haven't they broached this once before? after everything they've done, it somehow doesn't feel right to encroach about yusuke like that, even if it's just...his hand...
not to mention the double-edged fear and craving of blood. the lowlifes in the lower levels of the city are one thing, ryuji won't see them ever again. but if he actually raises his hand at someone he knows, despite all his posturing... ]
Please sit tight, and don't go anywhere. I'll be there as soon as I'm able.
[Even without the added complication of last week, Ryuji is his friend. He won't abandon him to struggle and lash out on his own without trying to help.]
What's that saying, it's my party, I'll fight if I want to!!
[ there's no party. it's just ryuji, in his trashed-up bedroom, all alone. he's had worse birthdays to date, but this still ranks fairly low among them. ]
but only because: he's flung his device off to parts unknown again, and proceeded to tear through the tiny closet in his room...and the hallway...and the rest of the apartment at large. ryuji's roommate's going to have a field day scolding him as soon as she gets back from her training.
until then, it's the last anyone will hear from him for a while. ]
[He texts to warn of his arrival, although the sudden and enduring silence on Ryuji's end is concerning. What, exactly, is he doing?
He hurries to Ryuji's apartment and knocks, tone urgent. Well, the door hasn't been torn down yet and the windows all seem to be intact, which is a start.]
[ what, indeed? there were attempts made...to put more clothing than just his underwear, in theory. in practice, ryuji's flung everything every which way, and the single shirt he's wearing is shredded and torn beyond repair. it's neither the worst fashion statement he's ever attempted to make, nor a deliberate one, but he's clearly given up on achieving anything more.
he doesn't answer right away. when he does, it's with an overdramatic slam of the door, and a...brick of dry noodled wedged between his fangs? he crunches down on it noisily, his eyes wild. somehow this seems like a fitting breakfast for the birthday boy, but at the same time... ]
WHO THE HELL INVITED YOU?!
[ yusuke. yusuke did. it's like he's already forgotten this conversation and moved on, completely hogging the doorframe. he's the picture of a complete feral child, clawtips digging into the building material. ]
[What a mess. Here Ryuji was on his birthday, behaving like this, and now Yusuke has to find a way to calm him down before the others also see him in this sorry state. Still, he barely even flinches, as if he'd expected this... if not worse.]
I did. I've come to moonlace with you as we discussed, so please let me in.
[How does Yoshizawa even live with this? He has no idea.]
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If Sanguis or the leftover effects of the runes have you irate today, we could defer the celebrations until tomorrow.
If I have said or done something to offend you, I apologise.
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Whoa, shit
my bad, I dunno what to do when I'm like this...
[ which feels worse? ryuji's guilt, or the fact he can't feed this back into a mental loop anymore? he can't say. ]
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Perhaps moonlacing with someone could achieve similar results.
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I don't wanna hurt anybody on purpose!! Don't y
[ the message sends abruptly. probably because ryuji's flung the communicator aside, realizing his mistake before it crops up again. this is ridiculous...it wasn't this bad when the season began, but it seems to be getting worse and worse over time. ]
Is it! I didn't think I'd be doing this shit again for like,
ever!! This is all messed up !!
[ yusuke's not wrong, though. now there are new urges underneath his already-violent tendencies, and ryuji doesn't know what to do. especially not a day he was supposed to be celebrating on. ]
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May I come over?
[He does at least have experience in dealing with Ryuji's temper by now, and his Persona can match up to Ryuji's strength if he somehow does get violent. It seems like a safe bet.]
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Dunno......
[ haven't they broached this once before? after everything they've done, it somehow doesn't feel right to encroach about yusuke like that, even if it's just...his hand...
not to mention the double-edged fear and craving of blood. the lowlifes in the lower levels of the city are one thing, ryuji won't see them ever again. but if he actually raises his hand at someone he knows, despite all his posturing... ]
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[Even without the added complication of last week, Ryuji is his friend. He won't abandon him to struggle and lash out on his own without trying to help.]
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[ wow, okay, maybe if he actually gets dressed, and flings himself out the window now, ryuji'll be long gone before anyone arrives.
plus, being home alone means there won't be anyone to let yusuke in! it's the perfect crime! ]
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[Yusuke's just going to get ready and set off anyway, ignoring all that protesting.]
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What's that saying,
it's my party, I'll fight if I want to!!
[ there's no party. it's just ryuji, in his trashed-up bedroom, all alone. he's had worse birthdays to date, but this still ranks fairly low among them. ]
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[But if he can distract Ryuji while he travels there, maybe it'll stop him running off and picking fights elsewhere.]
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Yes, very much so.
1/3
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Are you lyin' to me! I can't tell when you lie anymore!!
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[ SKU11CAPTAIN is typing... ]
Goddammit, Yusuke,
yellin' at you's just making me feel bad...
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[A genius recommendation.......]
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...!
[ okay! he might!
but only because: he's flung his device off to parts unknown again, and proceeded to tear through the tiny closet in his room...and the hallway...and the rest of the apartment at large. ryuji's roommate's going to have a field day scolding him as soon as she gets back from her training.
until then, it's the last anyone will hear from him for a while. ]
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[He texts to warn of his arrival, although the sudden and enduring silence on Ryuji's end is concerning. What, exactly, is he doing?
He hurries to Ryuji's apartment and knocks, tone urgent. Well, the door hasn't been torn down yet and the windows all seem to be intact, which is a start.]
Ryuji? It's me.
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[ what, indeed? there were attempts made...to put more clothing than just his underwear, in theory. in practice, ryuji's flung everything every which way, and the single shirt he's wearing is shredded and torn beyond repair. it's neither the worst fashion statement he's ever attempted to make, nor a deliberate one, but he's clearly given up on achieving anything more.
he doesn't answer right away. when he does, it's with an overdramatic slam of the door, and a...brick of dry noodled wedged between his fangs? he crunches down on it noisily, his eyes wild. somehow this seems like a fitting breakfast for the birthday boy, but at the same time... ]
WHO THE HELL INVITED YOU?!
[ yusuke. yusuke did. it's like he's already forgotten this conversation and moved on, completely hogging the doorframe. he's the picture of a complete feral child, clawtips digging into the building material. ]
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I did. I've come to moonlace with you as we discussed, so please let me in.
[How does Yoshizawa even live with this? He has no idea.]
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[ crunch. ] PISS OFF! TIE YOUR OWN MOONLACES!
[ crumbs of dry noodles are getting everywhere. to be fair, this is a step up from being outright hostile, though not very. ]
YOU GONNA BULLY ME ON MY GODDAMN BIRTHDAY TOO?!
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[Still, he bites back an argumentative retort that will surely only stoke the flames of Ryuji's temper, and instead, offers his hand to Ryuji.]
I'm offering to help you, as you're surely in need of Chroma.
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