Who's the one that planned this shit?! I did, you're using my card for all these pizzas --
[ SPEAKING OF PIZZAS, here comes the swim team. They're all in speedos because it's raining and most of them just burst through the door excitedly. There's a lot of them. Tons of dudes. Ace's friends.
They're making a mad dash for the pizza, and when they get their hands on a box, they're snagging it away from the group.
The bartender doesn't make any attempt to stop this and Sage just looks personally offended. ]
[ for a few moments ryouma just takes all this in — the complaining back and forth, sage's attitude, people claiming pizzas for themselves — and it doesn't sit any better than anything else. and now it's raining? that figures! ]
What's the rain gotta do with it? Watch the power go out anyway because that would figure. [ because he's only been awake in this place a short time but this day already sucks??? ] What is your problem? Are we having fun? Huh? Are we really? Because all he's done is complain the entire time! [ where is the lie, tamamori? ] Shut up and eat your pizza!
[ he takes some of that out on eating his own pizza (aggressively) but again that also makes him wonder what the hell that was. he'd apologise but it!! really is annoying!!
and that's before the swim team shows up. he has a box of pizza that hasn't had anyone's wet speedo-clad hands on it yet and would like to keep it that way. he doesn't ask for much!! just his pizza and his booze. ]
Can you just try not to curse us for five seconds? Can you all not--
[Tamamori slams his hands indignantly on the table (unlike earlier, when he probably slammed them on the table in excitement for all the food, or the Calspi, or just the general festive atmosphere that has soured so rapidly they might be able to turn it into like 30 bunches of grapes) and tries to grumble at Ryouma first of all, the others second -- the talk of rain is putting him on edge, along with the possibility that he'll have to abscond out into said rain growing by the second. It's not the same, but right now everyone's complaining at him and he for one doesn't think he should have to put up with that.
But then the rain comes to them.
Or more accurately speaking, a large amount of very athletic people in speedos who look like they've been swimming through it interrupt him handily. Tamamori yelps a little in the deluge and tries to flatten himself against a wall so that: A. They won't run over him, B. They won't try to go for the two boxes of pizza he's stuffed into his shirt or the third he's just swiped out of spite OR his drink, C. He'll hopefully have a clearer route if he really does need to run into the rain like a maniac to avoid things going weirder than they already are.]
Huh?! Was this actually the red light district and nobody told me??
[ ace gives tamamori a look at that, but quickly ignores him as his bros come barging in. should he have done this? no. but they're family. they should make him feel more comfortable.
but also, this was sage's party... it is on her tab. maybe he shouldn't have done this.
no. no, this is what he wanted. friends, enjoyment, everything. at least the "insult" seemed pretty tame from tamamori. or he didn't really get it. either way. he's handing out some fives at his friend and getting them drinks to up the mood. ]
I'd worry about you guys getting too wet, but it looks like you're dressed for the weather!
Which is to say that Bennett is pretty overwhelmed by the dudes in speedos, especially the ferocity with which they descend upon the pizza. He manages to just barely snatch his own plate out of the way before the box he was eating from is yanked away, and he can barely even hear Ryouma and Tamamori yelling over the clamor for pizza. In fact, he's just gonna shift around here and...
... climb on top of the bar, pizza still in hand. There, now no one should knock him over. From his vantage point. He notes that Ace is the only one that doesn't seem surprised all this, and he asks: ]
[ this guy... is really getting on his nerves??? ryouma has only ever felt like that about one person but he might just make an exception here with the way things are going right now. ]
What do you mean curse you? [ why is he taking this so personally? it's so hard to tell that that frustration doesn't truly belong to him anymore. ] Everything I've ever done is to try and help people! Wouldn't expect you to appreciate that though! All ya do is sit around an' judge people. If all this skin and drinkin' scares ya, you'd hate it where I come from.
[ this unusual surge of anger and frustration keeps messing with his ability to maintain his accent. the well-spoken textbook japanese sounds a lot different than his native tosaben. ]
Maybe if y' quit stickin' yer nose in everybody else's business you'd be able t' get yours together.
[ it's a mean thing to say and it comes out of a place that... isn't real? because it can't be? ryouma doesn't really know this person. but this dream-ryouma or whoever he is here apparently knows something? however long he's had to live with his messy roommate. and speaking of— ]
I caught you diggin' around in my stuff too, remember?
[ stuff he cared about not at all about a half an hour ago. ]
I'm saying at this point your very person is a curse upon me! You're like a terrible youkai that only knows how to spit curses and terrible words, so you'll forgive me if I don't believe you for a minute. Faker. Posturer.
[Nyahaha, he laughs a ridiculous laugh, plastering on a shit-eating grin from behind the wall of muscle and speedos that separates them -- the cause of his bravado, really, but it may not be the whole reason he just sounds like his bratty pompous usual self in a lot of ways. Somehow he's just like this, even with emotions that aren't his swirling around and around.
It's a little familiar, just like playing a role in a drama -- an actor dropped onto stage in media res, without any sort of preparation and forced to improvise. He's never backed down from such a thing, even when he really should, and even when the other two in the background are providing more contextual information.
No, he has a nemesis in this arc now and he'll see it through to the end.]
And the proof is in the accent! And your poor excuses for past-times. Really now: there's nothing worse than a man with no real hobbies; and anyone would think they'd walked into the red light district when suddenly confronted with all the mostly-very-nude bodies in the world at a completely illogical gathering like this.
You're just a petty fellow who likes finding fault with others at the end of the day, and I'm immune to such things!
[ ace doesn't really care about the squabbling between ryouma and tamamori, they can duke it out. sometimes it's best to work things out with a punch or two if it comes to that point.
besides, his attention is drawn to bennett, since he was called out for all his friends. ]
Can't invite one without inviting them all. That's how a team goes.
[ he seems proud of his buddies. but this wasn't really his choice of who to invite, was it? would sage really be upset after this? like, really, really upset. friendship breaking upset? that worries him and he falters a second before stuffing a piece of pizza in his mouth. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[ SPEAKING OF PIZZAS, here comes the swim team. They're all in speedos because it's raining and most of them just burst through the door excitedly. There's a lot of them. Tons of dudes. Ace's friends.
They're making a mad dash for the pizza, and when they get their hands on a box, they're snagging it away from the group.
The bartender doesn't make any attempt to stop this and Sage just looks personally offended. ]
no subject
What's the rain gotta do with it? Watch the power go out anyway because that would figure. [ because he's only been awake in this place a short time but this day already sucks??? ] What is your problem? Are we having fun? Huh? Are we really? Because all he's done is complain the entire time! [ where is the lie, tamamori? ] Shut up and eat your pizza!
[ he takes some of that out on eating his own pizza (aggressively) but again that also makes him wonder what the hell that was. he'd apologise but it!! really is annoying!!
and that's before the swim team shows up. he has a box of pizza that hasn't had anyone's wet speedo-clad hands on it yet and would like to keep it that way. he doesn't ask for much!! just his pizza and his booze. ]
no subject
[Tamamori slams his hands indignantly on the table (unlike earlier, when he probably slammed them on the table in excitement for all the food, or the Calspi, or just the general festive atmosphere that has soured so rapidly they might be able to turn it into like 30 bunches of grapes) and tries to grumble at Ryouma first of all, the others second -- the talk of rain is putting him on edge, along with the possibility that he'll have to abscond out into said rain growing by the second. It's not the same, but right now everyone's complaining at him and he for one doesn't think he should have to put up with that.
But then the rain comes to them.
Or more accurately speaking, a large amount of very athletic people in speedos who look like they've been swimming through it interrupt him handily. Tamamori yelps a little in the deluge and tries to flatten himself against a wall so that: A. They won't run over him, B. They won't try to go for the two boxes of pizza he's stuffed into his shirt or the third he's just swiped out of spite OR his drink, C. He'll hopefully have a clearer route if he really does need to run into the rain like a maniac to avoid things going weirder than they already are.]
Huh?! Was this actually the red light district and nobody told me??
no subject
but also, this was sage's party... it is on her tab. maybe he shouldn't have done this.
no. no, this is what he wanted. friends, enjoyment, everything. at least the "insult" seemed pretty tame from tamamori. or he didn't really get it. either way. he's handing out some fives at his friend and getting them drinks to up the mood. ]
I'd worry about you guys getting too wet, but it looks like you're dressed for the weather!
[ absolutely not. ]
no subject
Which is to say that Bennett is pretty overwhelmed by the dudes in speedos, especially the ferocity with which they descend upon the pizza. He manages to just barely snatch his own plate out of the way before the box he was eating from is yanked away, and he can barely even hear Ryouma and Tamamori yelling over the clamor for pizza. In fact, he's just gonna shift around here and...
... climb on top of the bar, pizza still in hand. There, now no one should knock him over. From his vantage point. He notes that Ace is the only one that doesn't seem surprised all this, and he asks: ]
Did you really invite all of them?
no subject
What do you mean curse you? [ why is he taking this so personally? it's so hard to tell that that frustration doesn't truly belong to him anymore. ] Everything I've ever done is to try and help people! Wouldn't expect you to appreciate that though! All ya do is sit around an' judge people. If all this skin and drinkin' scares ya, you'd hate it where I come from.
[ this unusual surge of anger and frustration keeps messing with his ability to maintain his accent. the well-spoken textbook japanese sounds a lot different than his native tosaben. ]
Maybe if y' quit stickin' yer nose in everybody else's business you'd be able t' get yours together.
[ it's a mean thing to say and it comes out of a place that... isn't real? because it can't be? ryouma doesn't really know this person. but this dream-ryouma or whoever he is here apparently knows something? however long he's had to live with his messy roommate. and speaking of— ]
I caught you diggin' around in my stuff too, remember?
[ stuff he cared about not at all about a half an hour ago. ]
no subject
[Nyahaha, he laughs a ridiculous laugh, plastering on a shit-eating grin from behind the wall of muscle and speedos that separates them -- the cause of his bravado, really, but it may not be the whole reason he just sounds like his bratty pompous usual self in a lot of ways. Somehow he's just like this, even with emotions that aren't his swirling around and around.
It's a little familiar, just like playing a role in a drama -- an actor dropped onto stage in media res, without any sort of preparation and forced to improvise. He's never backed down from such a thing, even when he really should, and even when the other two in the background are providing more contextual information.
No, he has a nemesis in this arc now and he'll see it through to the end.]
And the proof is in the accent! And your poor excuses for past-times. Really now: there's nothing worse than a man with no real hobbies; and anyone would think they'd walked into the red light district when suddenly confronted with all the mostly-very-nude bodies in the world at a completely illogical gathering like this.
You're just a petty fellow who likes finding fault with others at the end of the day, and I'm immune to such things!
no subject
besides, his attention is drawn to bennett, since he was called out for all his friends. ]
Can't invite one without inviting them all. That's how a team goes.
[ he seems proud of his buddies. but this wasn't really his choice of who to invite, was it? would sage really be upset after this? like, really, really upset. friendship breaking upset? that worries him and he falters a second before stuffing a piece of pizza in his mouth. ]