Next time, I suggest finding a better outlet for your impulses than mindlessly tearing through your surroundings.
[He knows how powerful the sway of the moons can be, but the solution to getting them under control is generally a simple one. That said, he follows in after him, and--
Not too gracefully trips over an upended wastebin, grabs the nearest thing to try to right himself (a shelf) which somehow tips the contents of the shelf onto him and all over the floor. While the metaphorical dust settles, Yusuke simply stares for a moment in shock.]
It's either this or findin' someone to hook up with. [ he waves his hand, a vague gesture towards the room-at-large. it looks like a lot like his old one in tokyo, minus the large window with its open blinds to let all the sunshine in. ] Obviously no one's lining up to do that...
[ it's the same story he's told a month ago, and the one he'll keep telling until he can sort out what little of a so-called love life he has. just bringing it up makes his head hurt and his heart somersault inside of his chest, and he's ready to drop the subject, let yusuke sit back so that he can do most of the work in here—
and then yusuke falls. ryuji watches it all happen in slow-motion, dumbfounded, and scratches the back of his head with a loud sigh. it doesn't really bother him that yusuke's made a bigger mess—he's more worried about the fall, bending over to help pick the guy back up, haul him to his feet. ]
Geez, and you say I'm the one who needs to look out...you alright?
[ he dusts him off, his touch lingering. yusuke doesn't look any worse for wear, but if he's bumped or bruised himself somewhere, it wouldn't surprise ryuji in the slightest. it's just life's way of leveling the playing field for them, apparently. ]
[He accepts the help back to his feet, his pride more injured at such a graceless fall than anything. If he gets any bruises from falling on his bony backside, undoubtedly those will come later.]
This room, however, is increasingly becoming a death trap... Perhaps we should finish tidying before we continue our discussion.
[ he really does. it's ryuji's room, after all, and though he hasn't actually inhabited it for too long, there's enough of a resemblance to his old one for him to know its ins and outs like the back of his hand. the majority of the mess consists of clothing, anyway, a steadily-building collecting in an attempt to replace more of the things he's lost from living in tokyo. half of these he hasn't even worn yet. ]
Siddown, I doubt it's gonna take that long.
[ yusuke's done so much as it is; he deserves a time out while ryuji hangs everything back up, shoves items into drawers that probably should have been folded first, but at least it's the thought counts. it takes less effort than it looks to a clear path, and it's not long before the shelf gets righted too, old footballs and sports equipment alike shoved back to where they were so that they can continue to collect dust.
just like home, indeed. ]
Sorry you had to see all this...it's kinda why I keep to myself every moon. Figured that's better than embarrassin' myself or hurtin' somebody I actually like.
[ ryuji can punch a stranger, no problem. if he did that to a friend, however, or worse...he'd never forgive himself for it. sanguis is no excuse for that, not once, not ever. ]
[Yusuke perches gingerly on the edge of the bed, careful this time not to catch his too-long limbs on anything else. He watches him finish tidying, his hands folded in his lap.]
I understand, but we could hardly leave you alone to your plight, particularly on your birthday. So I'm afraid I must return the favour you once did for me, and impose myself upon you, whether you wish it or not.
[And if he did lash out-- well, he does have access to his powers here, just as though they were in the Metaverse. He's more than capable of keeping up with Ryuji's level of strength.]
[ okay. all this busy work, this shuffling around in his room's helped settle ryuji down to some extent. he thinks he can breathe easier now, so long as yusuke isn't downwind of him. in a smaller space it's easier to...smell him, and ryuji still doesn't know what to do about any of that.
at least the cordis moon isn't the one in full swing right now. small blessings. ]
...guess it's better than getting jumped for a party, anyways. [ ryuji turns, rubbing the back of his neck. ] Coulda sworn you guys were lining up to surprise me...
[ or is it still happening? ren hadn't revealed a thing other than egging him on, and yusuke's concerns feel genuine enough, so he probably isn't in cahoots with anyone or anything, either. aside from the environment they're in, from the fresh memories of a week ago, everything almost feels...normal, no different from home.
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[He knows how powerful the sway of the moons can be, but the solution to getting them under control is generally a simple one. That said, he follows in after him, and--
Not too gracefully trips over an upended wastebin, grabs the nearest thing to try to right himself (a shelf) which somehow tips the contents of the shelf onto him and all over the floor. While the metaphorical dust settles, Yusuke simply stares for a moment in shock.]
...It would seem... I have made matters worse.
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[ ryuji snorts, needlessly loud. ]
It's either this or findin' someone to hook up with. [ he waves his hand, a vague gesture towards the room-at-large. it looks like a lot like his old one in tokyo, minus the large window with its open blinds to let all the sunshine in. ] Obviously no one's lining up to do that...
[ it's the same story he's told a month ago, and the one he'll keep telling until he can sort out what little of a so-called love life he has. just bringing it up makes his head hurt and his heart somersault inside of his chest, and he's ready to drop the subject, let yusuke sit back so that he can do most of the work in here—
and then yusuke falls. ryuji watches it all happen in slow-motion, dumbfounded, and scratches the back of his head with a loud sigh. it doesn't really bother him that yusuke's made a bigger mess—he's more worried about the fall, bending over to help pick the guy back up, haul him to his feet. ]
Geez, and you say I'm the one who needs to look out...you alright?
[ he dusts him off, his touch lingering. yusuke doesn't look any worse for wear, but if he's bumped or bruised himself somewhere, it wouldn't surprise ryuji in the slightest. it's just life's way of leveling the playing field for them, apparently. ]
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[He accepts the help back to his feet, his pride more injured at such a graceless fall than anything. If he gets any bruises from falling on his bony backside, undoubtedly those will come later.]
This room, however, is increasingly becoming a death trap... Perhaps we should finish tidying before we continue our discussion.
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Tch, I totally got this...
[ he really does. it's ryuji's room, after all, and though he hasn't actually inhabited it for too long, there's enough of a resemblance to his old one for him to know its ins and outs like the back of his hand. the majority of the mess consists of clothing, anyway, a steadily-building collecting in an attempt to replace more of the things he's lost from living in tokyo. half of these he hasn't even worn yet. ]
Siddown, I doubt it's gonna take that long.
[ yusuke's done so much as it is; he deserves a time out while ryuji hangs everything back up, shoves items into drawers that probably should have been folded first, but at least it's the thought counts. it takes less effort than it looks to a clear path, and it's not long before the shelf gets righted too, old footballs and sports equipment alike shoved back to where they were so that they can continue to collect dust.
just like home, indeed. ]
Sorry you had to see all this...it's kinda why I keep to myself every moon. Figured that's better than embarrassin' myself or hurtin' somebody I actually like.
[ ryuji can punch a stranger, no problem. if he did that to a friend, however, or worse...he'd never forgive himself for it. sanguis is no excuse for that, not once, not ever. ]
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I understand, but we could hardly leave you alone to your plight, particularly on your birthday. So I'm afraid I must return the favour you once did for me, and impose myself upon you, whether you wish it or not.
[And if he did lash out-- well, he does have access to his powers here, just as though they were in the Metaverse. He's more than capable of keeping up with Ryuji's level of strength.]
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Tch, nothin' imposing about hanging out.
[ okay. all this busy work, this shuffling around in his room's helped settle ryuji down to some extent. he thinks he can breathe easier now, so long as yusuke isn't downwind of him. in a smaller space it's easier to...smell him, and ryuji still doesn't know what to do about any of that.
at least the cordis moon isn't the one in full swing right now. small blessings. ]
...guess it's better than getting jumped for a party, anyways. [ ryuji turns, rubbing the back of his neck. ] Coulda sworn you guys were lining up to surprise me...
[ or is it still happening? ren hadn't revealed a thing other than egging him on, and yusuke's concerns feel genuine enough, so he probably isn't in cahoots with anyone or anything, either. aside from the environment they're in, from the fresh memories of a week ago, everything almost feels...normal, no different from home.
huh. weird. ]